AN/ Here we are again with a new Chapter. There is a small Warning regarding this Chapter, James gets his way with Bella in this one. Please remember she is his slave and James is not a regular Dom. We tried to avoid being too graphic.

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Chapter 3

BPOV

I was so glad when I heard James telling Victoria that Alice invited him to her party. I love Alice and I know she's leaving the scene and although this might be the last chance I get to spend time with her, I was glad to see her tonight. There was no doubt; James was going to take me with him. He never passed up such an opportunity, an opportunity to humiliate me further.

My life was fucked up on so many levels, I gave up counting them. I knew he would call me in a few minutes to tell me to get ready for the party. I prepared myself mentally to face him.

I closed my eyes and counted to 10 slowly.

"Isabella, you filthy slut..... Drag your ass up here." James voice was nearer than I thought and I sighed and got up. As soon as I did so, I prayed he didn't hear me, but God left me months ago. Hell, I think he left me 2 years ago when I met James.

"Did you, cunt, fucking sigh at me?" he roared and burst into my room. If you could even call it a room. It was a small space designed to be a closet, but it happened to be in James' bedroom so he kept me in there. When I say kept me I mean as in keeping an animal.

I flinched reflexively. I knew what was coming now. I fucking knew better than sighing when James asked me for anything. He was already pulling his belt off when Victoria appeared in the doorframe.

"James, honey, what are you doing?" Her voice was very sweet. I never dreaded her more than when her voice was this sweet. It only meant she had a more devious idea than what James wanted to do. He turned around to face her.

"The bitch sighed at me, Victoria. She deserves a punishment. I take it you have a better idea than her usual punishment for this penalty?" He questioned her.

Of course she has a better idea, she always does, Shithead. I thought to myself.

"I was thinking," Victoria explained, "What does Bella hate the most? Being played in public, right? We are going to a play party, honey; I bet a session at Alice's party is punishment enough for her."

Noo! I screamed mentally. Not at Alice's Party. Not there. Please, God, please, hear me out this time; do not let James accept her offer.

There was no need to plead with God, because when James turned to me I knew he loved Victoria's idea. He always loved to debase me. A few red marks on my back were not as good as my screams in a playroom with an audience. I hung my head in defeat.

You can do this, you can do this. I chanted to myself. I was determined not to be broken. If I showed him how much I feared this idea, he was only going to like it more and think of better ways to get screams out of me.

"So be it, love. Give her something to wear Vicky and get ready. I want us to leave in thirty minutes. Tell Taylor and Eric we are going out tonight. I know, the bitch won't make troubles, but it never hurts to be prepared." He ordered and went out of the room.

God, no! If he's taking Eric and Taylor that means he's planning a pain scene. What did you think, Bella, he was only going to punish you by having a normal bond-scene? I scoffed mentally at the word 'normal'. Nothing with James was normal. Even while I dated him there was nothing normal about this guy. How did I ever not see how diabolical he is?

Victoria snatched me out of my thoughts. "Say thank you, Isabella, I saved you some scars." Yes, hag, only to cause me severe pain later, with an audience!! Thanks.

"Thank you, Victoria."

"Now, now, Isabella. I taught you how to call me two days ago. I can't believe my lesson has been forgotten so quickly. I think we will make sure tonight that you won't ever forget it again."

Shit, shit, shit, shit. What was wrong with me? Head in the game, Bella. I know you are happy to see Alice again but you are causing yourself more trouble than you already have.

"I am sorry, Mistress. Thank you Mistress." I tried to correct my mistake, but I knew Victoria would never let it go. My apology would only save me from going to bed hungry tonight.

"That's better, Isabella. Now get dressed. Black skirt and black camisole, hair in a ponytail. You will be ready in ten minutes. Don't be late. You don't want James to punish you before we leave ."

No, slut! It's always better to make him wait, because he will be so gentle tonight after waiting so long for the punishment to take place.

She left without another word and I was thankful for that. I wanted to prepare for tonight and I had only ten minutes. Talking to myself was helping a lot. Since I no longer had the privilege to talk whenever I wanted, the mental talking was a great help. Some people would think I am crazy, but then again sometimes even I think I'm crazy. After all I've been through the last three months; crazy was no longer an insult for me.

I was ready in the set time and our little group took the limousine to Jasper's house. Eric and Taylor were sitting on either side of me and James and Victoria on the opposite seat. They were drinking Champagne. I was so thirsty and James knew how much I needed to drink something after our activities this afternoon.

No, Bella, you are not dwelling on this afternoon's activities. I tried my best to keep the thoughts away but they just crept into my mind and once again I was in James' horrible dungeon...

"So, Isabella, I have been thinking of what we could do today and I came up with a little game, I am sure you will love." James voice came from behind me.

I was kneeling naked and eyes on the floor by the door. My usual position in the dungeon. It was a place you would fear, even without knowing what kind of things happened down there. It was like a cellar, dark and gloomy. There were several apparatuses spread across the room, which didn't help make you feel at ease. They scared me, personally. Some of them more than others, because I could see scratch marks on them and I could swear the dark spots on them were dried blood; probably from another poor soul who had to endure James' sick games before me. Maybe it was just the making of my imagination and fear, I didn't know.

"If I remember correctly, last time we were in here we played on the cross?" James asked, as if he didn't recall the last time. I was sure he did. He had me tied up to the fucking cross for about 6 hours, flogging and playing with torture toys. The bastard even used the clamps to tickle screams out of me. I was proud of myself, because I didn't give him the satisfaction, which was actually not very smart on my part; it kept him trying over and over.

I felt his hand clutch my hair and he pulled it painfully so my eyes would meet his. "Answer me."

"Yes, Master. Last time we used the cross." I forced myself to speak normally, not to let any signs show of how unpleasant his hand felt.

"Good, girl." he didn't take his hand out of my hair. "Today I would like to show you how it feels to give pleasure under rather unconventional circumstances."

His words didn't make any sense to me. What exactly did he have in mind?

"Go to the table and lay down there." The personification of Satan ordered.

I did as I was bid. I wanted to close me eyes and forget everything going on around me, but I knew I was not allowed to. James was by my side in no time, working above me. Cuffing my wrists to a leather strap, which he fastened around my hips, he went on and cuffed my ankles in leather also, together, and the chain going from those cuffs was tied to the ceiling above me. He worked in concentration. It meant he was not talking to me at the moment, which I was thankful for. I needed to detach myself from what was going to happen next. I was good at this. I could do this. James went to a drawer to fetch something out of it and came back to hover over my head.

"Isabella, do you know what I am holding in my hand? It's a little box and it contains pearls. We are going to train you today to pleasure me with your mouth while you keep these pearls in it. I like the stimulation of them on my cock." His face was very close to mine while he spoke.

How exactly did he think I could do this? How can I suck his cock while I had these things in my mouth? Was this even possible or was he just looking for an excuse to punish me once I failed? He took three pearls out of the box in his hand and put them in his mouth. Ughh, he was planning on putting them in my mouth after he had them in his, how disgusting. He leaned forward and forced an open mouthed kiss on me; with his tongue he shoved one pearl after the other in my mouth. The taste of his saliva was nauseating, because I could taste the alcohol he had been drinking before.

"Hold them, bitch, and don't you dare to drop one of them. If you do your punishment will be very harsh." I knew this was an impossible task. He only wanted to punish me. Why didn't he just do it instead of giving me impossible orders?

I was afraid to even swallow. I tried to push the pearls under my tongue to swallow carefully. James was holding a single tail whip in his hand and ran it over my body. The single tail whip was a true bitch. It stung like being on fire and I wouldn't be able to scream out in pain or I would drop the pearls. He knew exactly what he was doing.

"I won't mark you, Isabella. I have other plans with you later. We will start with ten strokes, if you succeed in keeping your mouth shut and don't drop anything we will move to sucking my cock. If not..." He didn't need to finish his sentence; I knew what he was going to do. He wouldn't care much if he had to mark me then. I braced myself. I could keep my mouth shut.

"Count out loud, Isabella." My eyes bulged out in disbelief. How was I supposed to keep anything from falling out if I had to open my mouth to count? "What? Did you think I am going to make it easy on you? I wanna make sure you can keep them in there with my cock, so we are going to practice. Start counting." How can one person be so deviled?

"Wohne" The first stroke stung a lot and I managed to choke out one though it sounded very strange, because I tried to hold on to the pearls with my tongue. James didn't give me time to recover before he snapped the whip over my chest and hit my breast. "Thoo" I almost screamed. What happened to not marking me? The whip hit me merciless almost without a break and always in a different place. I don't know how but I didn't lose the pearls and counted each and every time. I was so relieved when it was over.

James went to the refrigerator in the left corner of the dungeon to retrieve something and I took a quick look at my body. I had exactly ten red lines decorating my front, by night they would turn purple and leave marks. I knew he couldn't control himself.

"I promised not to mark you. Here you are, keep them on your body." He put two large ice packs on my wounds and for a moment it hurt more than it comforted me. I doubted it would help much. I wondered what he had in mind for me this night that he actually took care of me and made sure I wasn't marked. "Now Isabella, I want you to take my cock in your mouth and service me. Don't lose the pearls I wanna feel them on my cock."

Fuck, I didn't know how to manage sucking him without losing those damned things, till now I kept them under my tongue, but he made it clear he wanted to feel them. He climbed on the table and straddled my chest, his weight making it hard for me to breath. I tried to open my mouth without taking the pearls from under my tongue until he thrust his cock into my mouth. He lifted my head a little to control my movements. Trying to stroke his cock with my tongue while keeping the pearls from falling out was a difficult balance act. Each thrust was more forceful than the one before. He was trying to make me lose the pearls. His hands were fisting my hair hard and I was begging for his release to come soon. Suddenly he stopped.

"Well, I am impressed Isabella. Let's see, if you can do it while hanging upside down." He went to a handle in the walls and started turning it, until only my shoulders were touching the table. He moved the table swiftly from beneath me and I was hanging upside down from the ceiling; the ice packs fell from my body to the floor. I couldn't imagine how to handle sucking and keeping the pearls at the same time this way. "Open." he ordered and the torture went on. Whenever he hit the back of my throat I feared I would swallow these little things. I gagged and struggled, but James didn't care, he only grew fiercer. Whoever said it is easy to relax the throat to take in the full length of a man was a fucking asshole and I am not even mentioning the part about swallowing cum. It was disgusting. Sure I have given blowjobs before, although it was out of love. I felt when James was on the edge of his release; his cock was choking me and the pearls were alongside with it. I didn't know how to swallow his cum without swallowing the pearls. Was he going to punish me for it?

"Swallow it all, bitch. If you swallow the pearls....don't worry they will come out again...eventually." he answered my unspoken question.

.....

"Isabella, stop dreaming you fucking bitch. We've arrived. Get out now." James's voice ended my horrible memory abruptly.

I climbed out of the limousine and stood the exact way James wanted me to. No more mistakes tonight. I followed them in and I knew he was going directly to Alice and Jasper. I didn't need to look up. I wasn't allowed to look up. I never saw Alice's home to describe it. All I could describe was the floor, because that's what I usually saw. I heard Alice's voice and I was so relieved. Although Alice could never help me in any way, being with her was so calming. She was always so kind to me.

I met Alice in my first week as a submissive. It was the hardest time in my life and everyone around me was so cruel to me, except her and Jasper. She came to me after I had my first public scene. She gave me water and patted my shoulder without saying anything, that's when I fell in love with her. It goes unsaid, that her kindness brought upon me another round of pain after we went home, but at the moment I was thankful for her silent company and consolation. I told Alice afterwards, when I met her again, that her approaching me eggs James on and she learned fast, that's why she asked James for permission to greet me. James took the chance to chastise me for my demeanor and when I looked up, like he ordered me to; I saw a pair of wonderful emerald green eyes looking back at me. They looked confused, but I turned my gaze to Alice immediately.

If James caught me looking this guy up he would not only cause me pain tonight he would also initiate a rape scene. I hated rape scenes. For me they were never really pretended I truly felt like I was being raped, when he played this scene.

Alice hugged me and stood with her back to James. "Bella, honey, how are you?"

"I am fine thank you, Alice. Thank you for inviting my Master to your party." Alice grimaced, when I thanked her for inviting James. I stifled a smile. She patted my shoulder just like the first time we met and I cringed a bit. My shoulder was in bad condition since Victoria's scene with me two days ago. Alice noticed there was something wrong and raised an eyebrow at me. I couldn't answer her here and she knew it.

"I am happy your Master brought you with him, Bella."

"Me too Alice. I missed you a lot." I was trying to concentrate on Alice and ignore the feeling that I was being watched. When I looked up at Alice I saw Jasper from the corner of my eye nudging Mr. Gorgeous-Eyes. It appeared as if he didn't like it because he shouted What? at him.

I heard Jasper introducing him as his soon to be brother in law and best friend to James. Of course he is Alice's brother, the resemblance was unmistakable, Bella. He had to be Edward, because Alice told you once Jasper and her brother Edward are best friends.

I knew immediately Edward must have been looking at me, because otherwise Jasper wouldn't introduce anyone to James.

Jasper and James had a common past, which Jasper wanted to forget desperately. Besides, I overheard a talk between the two of them once, in which James wanted to be introduced to Edward Cullen and Jasper refused vehemently.

Thank you, Jasper. I really didn't need more shit today than I already had on my plate.

"Bella would you like something to drink?" Alice made two major mistakes at this point: first she asked me, if I would like something to drink before she offered to James; and second she didn't ask for permission to offer me something to drink, before she did. I was reluctant. I was so thirsty I just couldn't say no, but saying yes would probably add to my punishment later.

What the hell, Bella. You already are going to suffer tonight; you might as well do so without being thirsty.

"Yes, please, Alice." I answered her.

Jasper hurried to correct his fiancée's mistake and offered James and Victoria drinks. When Alice returned with my drink James berated me for accepting the drink. I knew this was going to happen and now I was unsure whether to take the drink or not. He felt the need to go on with his reprimand, though Alice tried to take the blame.

Jasper didn't like the way James talked to Alice and all but told him to go away. Mentioning the playroom made my heartbeat increase. My Master, the asshole that he is didn't let Jasper get away with dismissing him this way. Though I was happy he allowed me to stay with Alice, he called her a slave. Edward was about to say something when Jasper interrupted him with a simple correction of the term. Alice looked at me and rolled her eyes, it looked like she was anticipating something big to happen now and she was right.

As soon as the little group of James left all hell broke loose. Edward and Emmett didn't like Alice being called a slave and they wanted Jasper to break James jaw.

Yay, Edward, I would have really loved to see that happen! Its nice Alice has so many people, who love her around her. I envy her a little. It's your decision, Bella, to do this on your own. Now go fix the mess which happened because of you.

"Excuse me," I tried to interrupt in a low voice. "I don't mean to interfere, but Jasper was just trying to spare me any punishment later. Please don't be mad at him. He knows James and he knows that if he angered him he would be taking it out on me later."

Nothing on Earth could have prepared me for the sight of those beautiful eyes so angry. They weren't emerald green anymore. They looked like a wild ocean on a stormy day and all his rage was addressed at me.

"I bet you would love your little game anyway. I don't see why your choice of partner should insult my sister." he spat at me. I didn't know what to say. He had no idea and yet he was right to direct his anger to me. Alice was insulted because of me. I wasn't able to speak. What would you say if you could speak, Bella? Tell him he is right? It's your fault you are in the situation you are in?

I felt tears coming to my eyes. I swore to myself never to show weakness to anyone three month ago. I wasn't going to change it now in front of Mr. Gorgeous-Eyes. I ran to the only place I could see through my haze of tears, an abandoned staircase. I didn't know where I was running but I finally found an unlocked door. I think it was a guest bedroom, because there were no personal belongings of Alice's anywhere to be seen. I stormed to the bed, which stood in the middle of the room and hid my head under the pillow. Knowing Alice would come in any minute. I wished she could give me a few minutes to compose myself. I knew if she came up in this moment I would never stop crying before my playroom punishment started.

Bella, you have to stop it right now! Go to the bathroom, wash your face before Alice finds you. You can do this, Bella! I tried to encourage myself. I looked around and found a door, which probably would be the bathroom. I heard Alice entering the room as soon as I finished washing my face.

"Bella?" she called me. "Honey, I am so sorry. Edward can be such an asshole sometimes. Don't worry, I promise I will take care of him later."

"Alice, it's alright. He is not wrong you know. I am so sorry James insulted you because of me. You shouldn't have invited us."

"Don't talk rubbish, Bella. I only invited James so I could see you." The look on her face was so sincere. "Oh Bells, why don't you just leave the scene like me? Why do you even love that bastard?"

I was shocked for several reasons. Alice called me 'Bells' like my dad used to before my mom died, she didn't know why I couldn't leave James and worst of all she actually thought I was with James because I loved him.

"Alice, I thought you knew my whole story!?"

EPOV

"Jazz, I fucking promise whatever you want, just start talking!" I was beyond furious. The night couldn't get worse. I knew I shouldn't have come here tonight.

"Emmett?" Jasper looked at Emmett like he needed confirmation from him, too.

"Jasper, I hope for your sake the story is good, 'cause right now I feel like crushing your bones for all this shit. Yeah, I promise I won't tell anyone or run out to smash this James guy. NOW TALK."

Emmett was on the same page as me. We both had enough of this fucking party.

"OK, the reason I didn't break James jaw for insulting Alice was only partly because of what Bella told you. By the way Edward you really need to apologize to her, she was only trying to help." He shot me a stern glare and I nodded guiltily. I was going to apologize to her anyway, but that was not why we were here at the moment.

"James is the kind of man you don't mess with. He's dangerous and he is entangled in a lot of dirty business. Believe me when I say he doesn't even need to get his hands dirty, he would still get what he wants without doing so. I am not afraid of him, if that's what you two think, but I will not start a fight with him over Alice. It would only fuel his rage to come after her. God knows it wouldn't be the first time he took revenge in that manner. It's like with...." he trailed off, as if he remembered this was something he shouldn't be talking about. I wanted to ask him, what he meant, but he continued talking fast. "Edward I can't look after Alice 24/7, but I can make sure she doesn't get in trouble in the first place. If you think I'll let him insult Alice and I'll just forget about it, then you are wrong. I thought you knew me better than that."

Emmett and I had a mirrored baffled look on our faces.

"Did you just say he would go after Alice? Why do you fucking invite such people to your home? Why do you even know such people?" Emmett growled at Jasper.

"He didn't, Em. Alice invited him, remember? Jazz was surprised when they came in." I calmed Emmett. "So that was why you were so angry with Alice." It wasn't a question. "Still Jazz, I would also like to know why you know people like James."

Jasper looked very uncomfortable. My best friend never looked embarrassed. In all the years I knew Jasper, he was never embarrassed of anything. He didn't even look embarrassed when he told me about how he lost his virginity while wearing a clown's costume- Jasper was doing his mother's friend a favor, performing as a clown and when the little boy's birthday party was over the woman couldn't even wait for Jasper to change his clothes before she devoured him.

Now he looked embarrassed. I put my hands on his shoulder to encourage him to talk. He knew he can talk to me about anything. I thought I knew everything there is to know about him.

"What is it, Jazz? You know you can tell us anything." My anger vanished suddenly. I was furious with him, yes, but he was still my best friend and I cared for him. There was clearly something going on within him and he needed to know he can tell me anything.

Jasper didn't look me in the eyes when he started talking again.

"I know James, because he was my partner a few years ago."

What? Partner? What kind of partner? Business partner? Jasper never told me he had partners in his business. Jasper owned an Import-Export company. He has share holders, but no partners.

"Jazz? I don't understand. Did you have a cash flow problem? Why didn't you come to me then? Wait a minute.....a few years ago?" A few years ago Jaspers business was flourishing.

"Edward I never had any cash problems. Can you remember Maria, my former collared sub? James gave her to me. She was a present after we became partners in his club. James is a Dom like you already know. We met at a playparty, similar to mine tonight. We kept talking and he mentioned he was looking for a business partner to open a new club. You know it had always been my dream to run a club. I agreed to meet him outside the scene and take a look at the club. It was a fantastic place. We became partners. He gifted me Maria and when I say gifted, Edward, I mean as in gave her to me like he fucking owned her. I had no idea what I was getting myself into. After only one month I started to discover what was really going on there. The club had a big storage room. We ran out of tequila this one day and I went down to the storage room myself, because a barmaid called in sick and the bartender was struggling. I found the DVDs down there. BDSM Videos to be precise. Illegal BDSM porn. I don't know how I discovered they are illegal; I just knew they were. I took a DVD with me home and I was confirmed in my suspicions. I confronted James the next night and he didn't even deny it. He told me we are partners and if he was going down then so am I." Jasper shook his head, caught up in his memory.

"Why didn't you tell me about this club, Jazz?" I asked to say anything.

"Edward you were abroad with your parents, visiting Alice in Paris. When you came back I already knew what was going on there. I didn't want you to be part of it or get into trouble because of me."

"So you got yourself into trouble?" Emmett stated.

"I did worse, Em. I agreed to stay James partner and I tolerated what was going on in the club. I worked my hours at the club and spent most of the time at my company. I still loved the club and my life was not really affected by what was going on behind the scene.s" Jasper was not defending himself. He was telling a fact. He stayed though he knew about James' illegal activities.

"You said you were partners, Jazz. What happened?" Jasper was okay with what was going on there, so there must have been another reason he left the club. "Did you leave, because of Alice?"

"I hate to admit it, Edward, but no. I didn't leave because of Alice. I ended my partnership with James only two years ago. Soon after Bella started dating James."

Her name made me forget for a moment how pissed I was that my best friend has been involved in illegal business while he was dating my sister.

"So Bella has been dating James for two years now?" That was not what I wanted to ask him, but for some reason this was the first question I asked.

"No! She dated him back then, but their breakup was spectacular. It was a huge scene at the club. She brought a friend with her to make sure James wouldn't hurt her when she broke up with him. Do you really want to talk about Bella now?" Jasper looked confused. He didn't expect this to be my first concern. Fuck! It wasn't my concern at all. Why do I want to know?

"Jasper, I should seriously fuck your shit up so bad you'll need a week to recover! What the fuck were you thinking? All these years and you didn't tell me any of this? You are about to marry my sister and now you're telling me you've been hiding your criminal past all these years." I ran my hand through my hair and tried to calm down. Emmett was uncharacteristically silent. I expected him to attack Jasper as soon as he finished telling us his secret, but he didn't say or do anything. He was actually looking at me. This was the most fucked up day in my life. Everyone around me was acting weird…out of their norm.

"When you're done staring at me like I'm a new freaking toy Emmett, could you please contribute to this conversation?!" I was pissed. I reached my limit tonight and I still didn't get any chance to dish out some punches. That was more than my self control ever had to bear.

"What do you want me to say, Edward?" Emmett was so calm I started thinking that maybe I should kick his ass just to get any kind of satisfaction on this bizarre evening. "Listen, Edward, we've all had our share of shit. You more so than others, don't play saint." My little brother was chastising me now?? I needed a drink.

I never meant to judge Jasper, but he was my best friend, who was about to marry my sister and I had no idea that he was playing gangster only a few years ago.

"I am not going to say what I did was right, Edward, it obviously wasn't. I realized James would never stop expanding his illegal activities and I desperately wanted a safe life for Alice. I did what I thought was right and managed to get out of this business as unscarred as possible. I lost a lot of money and yet James still shows up in my life, just to remind me of my past. I don't work with him anymore. I avoid him however I can. Being in the same scene wasn't quite helpful and I ran into him a few times. I was surprised to see Bella with him three month ago at a play party, where he was showing off his new 'toy'. You know how Alice is; she felt compassion for Bella and went to console her. There wasn't anything I could say or do to keep her away from Bella and I wasn't ready to tell her about James' true nature or my past. She kept dragging me to various play parties hoping to see Bella again. Our community is not a big one Edward and she got her wish. She became close friends with Bella and I tried my best to keep James away from Alice. I succeeded so far and you were about to blow it all tonight." Jasper was no longer feeling as if he owed me and Emmett an apology. He actually accused me of nearly causing a disaster. Pacing in the room like a caged lion he went on explaining how wrong my reaction would have been, but I was actually not listening anymore. I was again caught up in what he just told me about Bella. I guess that was the reason why I asked my next question.

"Why were you surprised to see Bella with him again?" It seemed as if I had interrupted Jasper in the middle of talking about something entirely different, because he paused in his pacing and looked at me in a very strange way.

"Huh?" was all he managed to say.

"You said you were surprised to see Bella with him again. Why?" I ignored my little brother, who was now looking at me in the same peculiar way Jasper was.

"Umm..I told you before; their breakup was a big scene at the club. Not only was Bella accompanied by a friend, James also tried to hinder them from leaving the club. This friend of hers, I think his name is Jake or something, had to fight his and Bella's way out of the club. The bouncers tried to hold Jake back while James was pulling Bella down to the basement. I don't know how this would have ended if I haven't been there. I had my men, too, you know. They helped Bella's friend and I calmed James down and reminded him that the club was full of customers, who could call the police. No one wanted a visit from the cops. Our basement was full of illegal stuff. The situation was like something out of the movies. I have never seen James so livid and I have to add James is never fun guy to be around even when he's in a good mood. So yes, seeing Bella with him three month ago was a big shock to me, especially seeing her at a scene. I never figured Bella for a submissive type of person, so my surprise was justified. I was also right about it." His last sentence caught my attention but before I could ask him anything he continued. "Since you are asking about Bella instead of beheading me, does it mean you're over everything that happened downstairs?"

His quizzical look was rather amused. He and Emmett shot a glance at each other and I didn't know what to make out of this exchange. So what I was just curious. Why are they looking at me as if my question was the 8th wonder of the world?

"You did the right thing, Whitlock. Though, you should have told us about your problems a long time ago. You know we're a family jazz, since even before you decided to marry our sister. We would have helped you no matter how deep the shit was." Emmett was a real diplomat this night and I wondered for a brief moment if marriage didn't change him more than I gave him credit for.

"I am not quite as forgiving as bed-head over here is, Jazz, but I get the circumstances and understand. At least, I'm trying to understand. I'm glad you're leaving the scene for good and I know there won't be any chance for my sister to be insulted by James again. Let's forget about it." I was willing to forgive what happened down there, because I knew it was the last time Alice would be confronted with such things.

"Well, Edward I am happy you're saying that, but the matter is not completely over yet." Jasper said. What the fuck? What now? I looked at him with a murderous glare. "Chill out man. I just mean you need to apologize to Bella. She is really a nice girl." He hurried to explain. "Appearances can deceive, Edward."

"Is it your hobby to annoy the crap out of me or can you only talk in riddles tonight?" I asked seriously interested. "What's that supposed to mean now? Appearances can deceive" I mocked him. "Are you a fucking fortune cookie? Can't you just tell me what her story is?"

"I'm sorry, Edward, Bella's story is not mine to tell. I can only tell you she really didn't deserve what you said to her down there." Jasper wasn't going to tell me any more. He looked as if he was going to leave to join the party again or maybe go look for Alice. "I have to go down again. Both, Alice and I left our party. I bet people are already looking for us. Edward, if you decide to find Bella to apologize to her, I would suggest you do so before midnight. James is waiting at midnight in the playroom and she wasn't kidding when she told you he would take any rage he's got out on her. If he sees you talking to her he won't blame you, which reminds me, don't ever stare at her again in his presence, the poor girl doesn't need any more trouble."

With this Jasper nodded to Emmett and they left me alone in the study.

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