Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Nor it's sequels, which is quite unfortunate, 'cause then I'd have a bit more money on hand. Of course, I do own this plotline.

Chapter 13: Plan For What You Desire

Bella watched as Emmett left with his new best pal, a high level tracker that Bella had never bothered to learn the name of. Their search would come up empty and they didn't even know it yet. She would have to come up with a plan to keep them away from her new home.

Bella backed away from her examining at a window and into the front of Marcus. He was hovering behind her as she watched over them.

"Does he catch your fancy, Bella?" Marcus whispered into her ear as he twisted the ends of her hair around his finger. There was a slight edge of jealousy in his voice.

"Of course not, why would I want such a child when I could have a man like you?" Bella chuckled. "Variety may be the spice of life, but some varieties are better than others."

"Good." Marcus growled possessively as he lifted her chin and kissed her neck. "You are mine."

'And you are mine,' Bella thought with a slight moan of pleasure, 'until I grow bored of you that is.' Bella's hand went to the back of his head, pulling him closer. Marcus' kiss turned from slow to a lick that traveled from the bottom of her ear to the subtle cleavage that peaked out of her top.

"Another time, Marcus, I'd rather like to return to the ball." Bella let out another whimper of pleasure and Marcus stepped back with a sigh, but no argument. "I promise to make it up to you."

By the time Marcus and Bella made it back to the ballroom the screaming of the human orchestra about to meet their end started.

"Would you like to dance?" Marcus held his hand out and his head was bowed downwards. Bella accepted his hand and drew him closer to her body. They twisted around in a classical slow dance. "Isn't the screaming beautiful?"

"It's by far the best music to dance to." Bella laughed, letting her crueler side show as Marcus spun her around. The hem of her yellow dress brushed over a fresh cadaver, instrument still in hand. The violin smashed beneath her foot and Bella scattered the pieces as well as the corpse's dismembered hand across the floor.

Marcus joined in on her laughing as they spent the rest of night dancing.

Bella swept her long hair over her shoulder as she started to braid the tendrils into an intricate pattern. She felt Marcus run a slow trail down her bare back with his hand. It was a chilling sensation that made her pause in her weaving to take it in.

Marcus' distinct scent mixed with the musky books around them as he rolled over and pulled on his pants. He ended up knocking over a few of his books making a muffled crashing noise in his private library.

"Must you pull your hair back?" Marcus asked as he straightened out the fallen books. "It looks so much more luscious down." Bella ignored his comment and continued.

"I'm bored of this dreary castle." Bella said as she plucked out a piece of dust from her hair and looking around at Marcus' private library. It had been three days since Emmett had left and Bella had been hesitant in putting her newly formed plan into action. She would take her plot slowly bearing in mind it would take quite a long time for Emmett to hunt the whole earth for Edward.

"You are always so restless. Where would you like to go, Bella?" Marcus asked. "The Volturi owns the world, you own me as I you, thus you own the world. Anywhere is open to our ventures."

"Hmm, a small island, Mexico, or perhaps Ireland, I don't know. It just has to be somewhere other than here. I haven't stayed in one place for this long in years." Bella gathered up one of the books Marcus had missed. "Do we have any houses in the North East parts of the Americas?"

"Yes, a dwelling in Ontario, Pennsylvania, and I believe we just purchased some land in New Brunswick." Bella strummed through the pages in false thought.

"How is the housing in Pennsylvania?"

"It is up to your standards." Your very high standards. Marcus added on in his head.

"Than Pennsylvania it is." The book in Bella's hand met the floor again as Marcus pulled her up swiftly, to his side. He took in the delicate lines of her features as his thumb caressed her bottom lip in a bemused fashion.

'Too divine.' Marcus' thoughts worked before his mouth did.

"If it is what you yearn for, than it is what you shall obtain."

Edited (7/25/11)

Sorry for the delay.