Chapter 9: Inheritance

JPOV:

I sat there looking at her with an amused smile. She was definitely having a hard time resisting me. I watch as she fidgeted with her hands. I knew she was trying to push me away until she got the answers to her questions. I was not mad at her for stopping me more like irritated.

"Alright Bella here is what you need to know. I have two sisters, Rose and Rachel. They know about the "why" I had to get married. Paul whom I sure will be sniffing around you as soon as he hears I married you is the one I was up against. He was my uncle's godson. When my sisters and I move here Paul and I did not always see eye to eye but for the most part we were friends. Now that this family business is up for grabs I seriously doubt he will consider me a friend." I snorted as I began to replay memories of Paul throwing fits when he lost against me in simple card games or a game of one on one. He was seriously a poor looser.

"So they will be okay that you married me?" Bell asks with relief on her face.

"Sure. They want me to keep the business in the family. They would not care if I married Maria. They just want me to keep the business." I snickered.

"Oh." Bella look away.

"What else?" I wave my hands around trying to get her to hurry up so we could get back to the business that I was more concern about at the moment. I wanted to feel myself buried deep in her silky wet walls. My mouth began to water as I thought about how great she had felt the other night.

"Can I invite my friends over whenever I want?" She asks me with a hopeful look.

"Sure." I nodded my head. I wasn't so sure if she would have much time with her friends since I had plans on making use of the year I had with her delicious body. She would learn soon enough that I was a man who had great needs. If I didn't get them satisfied well let's just say there would be hell to pay when I was around.

Bella glanced over to the alarm clock by the bed and then jump up.

"What's wrong?" I ask with a puzzled look.

"I need to get ready for work." She sighed.

"No you don't." I laugh lightly.

"Uh, yeah I do." She snapped at me as she shook her head and began to walk toward the closet.

"NO Bella you don't." I slipped off the bed and made my way toward her.

She turned around giving me a annoyed look.

"Yes Jake I do. I told you I work at the casino and also I have a part time job at a bookstore." She placed one hand on her hip as she continued to look pissed off at me.

"No you don't. At least not at the casino. I already called them and let them know you quit." I informed her as I leaned against the door frame watching her lovely face go from annoyed to instantly furious as all get out. I had a bad feeling that we were about to have our first fight.

"What the hell are you talking about Jake?" Bella's voice rose slightly as she took a step toward me.

"I told you. I told them you quit. You're my wife now and you shouldn't have to work. Especially not in a Casino!" I gave her a disgusted face. I knew that she was a waitress there but I had come across many women that did "extra" things on the side while working the casinos. There was no way in hell I would allow the chance that some of my friends might come across her working there.

"What is wrong with me being a waitress?" She demanded.

"Nothing. I mean Bella hon, look I have tons of money why would you want to work at all?" I ask with a roll of my eyes.

"You're a real piece of cake Jake!" Bella shoved me aside as she marched out of the closet and into the room.

"What? Come on surely you can't be mad that I don't want you to work? What kind of husband would want his wife to work when she did not need too? My friends and family would have found that extremely suspicious. They know how I take care of my women." I began to explain the best way I knew how.

She stood with her back toward me for several minutes before she look at me. When I saw the dangerous look flaring in her eyes I sense that I might have gone a tad too far with her. I should have known that a woman like Bella would seek her independence anyway she could. Still, I had a point about how it would look to others. I had always took care to help give comfort to the women who service my needs. She was my wife which to me entitled to her even more than the mistresses I kept.

"I will not be controlled in this relationship! I am an individual not your damn play thing! I will not be sleeping with you in the sense of physical intimacy. I will share a bed with you but you better keep your ass on the other side of the bed. I will also not tolerate having my life ran by you. Do you hear me?" Bella began to demand as she pokes her finger into my chest.

I stood there for a moment while I considered how to respond to her sudden outburst. A part of me was pleased to see that she had a backbone. I look up at the floor for a few seconds considering my words carefully before I locked eyes with her and expressed my view on the topic at hand.

"Bella, I apologize if you think I am "controlling" you. I was trying to make this marriage appear as happy as possible. I also knew that once your year was up with me and you received the million dollars that you would not insist on working. I took care of the matter for you so we would have more time getting to know one another. How can we appear to be happy together if we are never together? I work odd hours sometimes with the clubs. So please tell me how it would be possible to see much of each other?" I ask her with a sarcastic smile as I twirl my tongue around in my mouth trying to hold back my anger at her barking at me. I was not an insensitive person and what I was offering her most women would kill for. I wasn't going to put up with her attitude unless it carrying over into my bed.

"As far as our sleeping arrangements go, well honey you will sleep with me. Yes, you will have sex with me. You will also show me the proper affection a husband deserves in public. I will show you the same. Now if you have a problem with that then you better solve it and quick. We have to meet my sisters in two hours for dinner. So I suggest you get your pretty ass in that closet and pick out something to wear." I kept my tone level the entire time but my eyes were glowing. I wasn't going to let her get under my skin. I was going to show her who wore the pants in this relationship from the start.

I watched as her face turn red with fury. She was not taking my request as well as I had hoped. I knew there was only one way to make my demands clear so I marched over her to her and grab her face between my hands and with much force I began to kiss her mouth. I felt her hands push against my chest but I wasn't releasing her until I made my point.

The kiss was bittersweet for me. She was fighting against me but I just pushed even harder. She had a strong will but she was going to learn that my will was just as strong.

I started to feel her body ease up and her tongue began to glide with mine in a dance that I knew was a sign of her relenting to my will. The kiss was beyond incredible for me. Her hands stop pushing on my chest. Her fingers cling to my shirt as she pulled me closer to her. I could hear her moaning into my mouth. My pants began to shrink around my midsection as I reach around and cup one of her ass cheeks in my hands. She was enjoying it. I felt an instant high at the knowledge that I had just won this battle.

When I released her mouth her hands continued to hold onto my shirt for a moment as her eyes opened up with a dazed look. I smiled tenderly as I nibble on her lip before taking a step back. I glanced down at where her hands were still holding onto me. Her eyes follow mine. She released my shirt and took two steps back. She covers her mouth with the back of her hand.

"I will get dressed to meet your family but remember this Jake Black I am not going to be forced into anything I don't want to do." Bella spoke with her head held high as she walk around me and back into the closet.

I stood there thinking about that final statement. I had no plans on forcing her into anything. I was famous for making people think they wanted to do something for me. My uncle had train me to be the man I was today. I wouldn't let him down on this matter nor would I let Bella Black beat me at my own game.

BPOV:

I was still furious when we arrived at his sister's house. I was informed on the way there that we were going to his older sister's house, Rachel. She was married and had a son and another baby on the way. He then began to tell me a little more about his other sister, Rose. He explain she was a bit outspoken and sometimes a bit too pushy but that she would definitely be so happy that he had gotten hitch that she would be polite to me.

I was starting to think I was over my head. When I had considered going along with this marriage it had not truly occur to me that I was going to be a part of his family for the year we were married. I had heard of so many horror stories on the in laws. In this case I had nothing to worry about as far as the parentals went but I knew siblings could be just as bad.

We went inside the house that Rachel own with her husband. It was a lovely home. You could see that Rachel was a housewife who took great pride in her home. When she walked up to greet us I saw the shock on her face when she spotted me next to Jake.

"Jake." Rachel smiled suspiciously at her little brother.

"Rachel. I would like you to meet Bella. My wife." He stated with a smug smile plastered on his face.

I watch as Rachel's eyes widen with shock and then into happiness.

"Congratulations Jake. Bella." Rachel hugged Jake first and then me next.

"Thanks." Jake and I said in union.

Rachel called out for her husband Michael and he appeared with a little boy on his back.

"Michael, Mason this is Bella, Jake's wife." Rachel flashed a brilliant smile at me. Like Jake she had a charming smile.

"Uncie Jake!" The young boy began to crawl clumsily off of his father's back trying to get to Jake. It was amusing to watch as he fled into Jake's arms. Jake was tickling him as he giggled.

"So Bella would you care for a drink?" Michael asks me as he gave me a curious smile.

"Yes, I would." I felt butterflies in my stomach as I watch Jake act so playful with his nephew.

"Come on out back. We are having dinner on the patio." He explained as I follow him to their spacious backyard.

He walked over to a small bar where he was making drinks.

"Margarita?" He offered. I saw that he had already made a pitcher of the drink.

"Sure." I prayed that I would not get drunk off my ass before we left their house. I enjoy Margaritas but sometimes depending on how it was made I would find myself acting so silly from the tequila. Then I heard Jake talking to Rachel about where he met me and knew I would need a stiff drink to get through the rest of the evening.

I thank him for the drink and began to sip on it. It was made marvelously. I could barely taste the tequila.

Jake, Rachel and Mason joined us.

"Have a seat." Rachel pointed toward the table that was already prepared with what look like all the fixings for fajitas. I sat down and watch as Jake sat next to me with Mason in his lap. It was clear that Mason like his Uncle Jake. I was truly relieved to know that Jake got along with his family. Hopefully this evening would go smoother than I had feared.

"So Jake tells me that he tricked you into marrying him." Rachel glared at her brother briefly before turning back toward me with a sad smile.

"Yeah, a little. It was not entirely his fault. I was the one who was gullible enough to think that weddings in Vegas chapels were fake." I confess as I gave him a weak smile.

"Oh my! Which chapel?" Michael asks as he chuckle.

"The one on Main Street. Yeah, our priest was dressed up like Elvis." He informs them. Rachel burst out with laughter. She and Michael share a look before they turn their attention back toward us.

"We had some friends who eloped at one that was imitating Little Richard." Rachel explains for their outburst.

"So Bella are you from Nevada?" Rachel ask.

"No. Washington." I replied as I sip on my drink.

"Wow, we are too." Rachel cock an eye at Jake before continue the interrogation on me.

"So have you been married before?" She asks with a gleam in her eye.

"NO!" I nearly choke on my drink.

"This should be interesting to watch unfold." Michael stated while Rachel nudge him.

I look at Jake who was still playing with Mason on his lap.

"Where is Auntie Rose? I am hungry." Mason whined.

"She should be here soon." Jake answers him as he snuck the boy some grapes.

"What is Rose doing these days? She showed up at the house the other day demanding me to make good on the challenge and made some odd comments about Paul?" Jake asks his sister with a concern frown.

"I don't have a clue?" Rachel shrugged her shoulders but I caught the slight flinch. Rachel knew something about her sister but she was not sharing with her brother.

"Well she needs to keep herself busy with her own life." Jake stated as he pop a grape in his mouth.

"Mason, sweetheart you need to get in your own chair." Rachel pointed to his highchair that was place next to his father.

"I want Uncie Jake." He whined.

"If you want to eat then you will get in your chair." Rachel ordered him.

"Okay." Mason crawl off of Jake's lap and race to the chair.

"So do you work Bella?" Michael asks.

"NOT anymore." I snorted as I took a few more sips of the fabulous drink.

"Uh?" Michael look at Jake hoping for an explanation.

"Bella, was a waitress at the Lucky Horse Casino. I explained if we were going to present a happy marriage to the attorney and others we needed to spend more time together. Besides why would a wife of mine work at a casino when I own clubs?" Jake stated with cocky tone.

I wanted to smack him across the face but knew it would be rude manners in front of our host and hostess.

"Apparently the fact that I work hard for my money is a bit beneath Jake's status." I replied before I could stop myself. I figured if I could not hit him physically then I could at least verbally attack him.

Rachel's face broke into a wide grin.

"I am here people." A girl that looks similar to Jake came walking through the patio doors wearing a frown.

"Yea! We can eat now." Mason cried out happily.

We all laugh at his statement.

"I swear Mason all you do is eat and poop." Rose giggled at her nephew as she placed a tender kiss on his forehead before she look up at the rest of us. When her eyes landed on me her frown turn into a darker look.

"Bella, this is my sister Rose. Rose this is Bella my wife." Jake announced proudly as he stood up.

Rose stood at the table staring down at me as if I was toad.

Then suddenly she race around the table and threw her arms around her brother.

"Finally Jake. Thank you." She cried out as she began to kiss his cheeks.

Jake was wiping away the lipstick as he rolled his eyes at his sister but I saw how much he truly enjoy his sister's affection.

"You dear are in so much trouble." Rose bended down giving me a strong hug before smiling down at me.

"She knows." Jake chuckle as he sat back down.

The rest of the evening went smoothly. I ate a delicious meal while I listen to the sister's tease their brother with tales of some of his crazy rebellious acts. He was not happy they were exposing his past to me but I also saw that he did not mind as much as he acted.

The sun was setting when Mason began to yawn in his chair.

I had managed to suck down three margaritas and was feeling in the relax zone. I needed to get home soon. I was exhausted. It had been a long day.

"Would you like some help cleaning up?" I offered Rachel. I was afraid if I continue to sit there I would fall asleep.

"No, Michael helps me clean up most of it before you guys arrived." Rachel replied with an appreciative smile.

I noticed that Jake and Rose both had gone in the house together to put Mason to bed.

"Jake seems really close to Mason." I commented.

"Yeah, he has a way with kids. I hope someday he has a few of his own." Rachel confessed as she gave me a warm smile.

I hoped she wasn't considering the ideal that Jake and I might have a kid together. I was only sticking around for the time agreed upon and not another minute more.

"Well I think it's time we head home. It's our first night in the house as husband and wife." Jake informs everyone. I felt like I would faint. There was no doubt in my mind he was insinuating that we were going to go home and act like honeymooners. I had already told him earlier that I was not having sex with him. He was going to have to learn this lesson the hard way. If he wanted me in to sleep in the same room as him to keep up the pretense then he was going to have to keep his hands off of me.

The kiss we share before I got dressed pop in my head. Damn he was a good kisser. I just have to stick to my guns. I could not allow him to walk over me using fabulous hot sex as leverage over me. I was willing to help him out with this marriage to save his family's business but that was as far as I was going. I had to make that very clear to him tonight.

JPOV:

I heard Bella snoring not even five minutes after we left my sister's house. I was not surprised. I had after all interrupted her nap time. I glanced over at her and felt my body grow anxious. I was going to take her to my room and show her how lucky she was to have me for a whole year.

I pulled into the garage. Then slipping out of my side I walk over to her side. I could still hear her snoring. I debated on waking her up. I bent down and swept her up in my arms. I walk us in the house and manage to get to the room without dropping her or tripping. When I place her on the bed I could not take my eyes off of her.

I reach down and began to undress her. She hardly budged at all. I rolled my eyes as I came to the conclusion that from the lack of sleep and the margaritas she had been showered with at Rachel's she was passed out cold.

I was disappointed. I wanted to have her. I got undressed and slip under the covers next to her. Rolling her on her side I spooned with her as I fell asleep next to her.

Paul sat in his office with the phone next to his ear. He was furious as hell. He had been informed by a contact that Jake Black had sent the lawyers office proof of his sudden marriage. Paul knew that Jake had won the first part of the challenge. Still, he had time to get married as well. Whoever could keep up the pretense of a happy marriage was the final winner.

He had to think of a way to keep the couple unhappy. Staring at his drink it hit him. If Jake was off of the market then he would have some unhappy ladies waiting in the wings for his year to be up. His smile was sinister as he knew which woman would be the most furious of all at Jake for getting married to someone other than her.

He dialed the number and waited for her to answer. Of course she was ignoring his call he sighed. He left her a message hoping to pique her curiosity just enough that she would call him back. If he could persuade this particular woman to marry him she would know how to upset Jake and especially how to drive his new bride crazy with jealousy. Yeah, he was going to win this. It was the principle of the matter.

Damn it Jake did not care about these clubs the way he did. Paul had work many nights and many hours with Marque learning the business. He was not going to throw it away to a boy who truly wanted to race motorcycles and work in a garage. No, he would do whatever it took to win this time.