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CHAPTER 10

The rest of the day went by quickly even though there was some trouble during biology. Isabella did make it clear enough during lunch that she knew who exactly the Cullens were so when it got over and made her way to the class, it only added to her disappointment that Edward Cullen turned out to be her lab partner despite being in an AP class for a junior such as him.

She had meticulously kept her shield up; thanks to a little text message from her Yoda saying she was his singer and if she wanted to live to see another day, she better keep her scent under wraps anywhere near him. This only led to further complications where the child thought she was his soul mate because of her silent mind and kept on yapping about how they were meant to be together and how the tot bitch saw this in her visions.

Isabella was on the verge of ripping him a new one that would actually be functional but the class ended before she could make her decision fruitful. The idiom saved by the bell was never truer than now but in this case it was in favor to certain penny-haired vampire.

As the final bell rung; she stepped out the building, now wearing an absinth green lacy bralette top with thong style strips matched with a gold body chain dipping in her cleavage giving an artful yet sultry vibe to her plunging neckline and more than handful pale globes paired with a black leather box pleat mini skirt along with thigh-high combat boots and the biker jacket. Her hair pulled into a messy top half knot bun and the minimal makeup refreshed with a heavier hand, she was the mortal personification of Eris. And heads she did make turn though it was a tie between Eleanor and her and she never minded her mustang taking lead in this.

She was in middle of double checking the trunk that was rigged with double secret compartments turned to armory with the ordnances she might need when the air shifted; she felt electricity crackling through her spine and white heat shoot within her skin coiling lower in her stomach.

Shutting the decklid, she turned around and found herself nose to nose with none other than her Adonis himself. Full weight of his sardonyx gaze bore into her chocolate opals while drinking in her form; they almost slipped at the V of her lace which hinted a hidden tattoo and she could only get more complacent from here on wanting him to take what he was wasting his time debating on internally.

Instead, he put his hands on either side of her on the boot effectively trapping her in and leaning forward eyes closed to glide his nose from her neck to collar bone barely touching but there is no scent coming off of her which only infuriated him more as she heard him growl.

He lifts his head up to look in her eyes again; "Who are you?" he demanded vehemently.

Her smirk didn't falter even once under his intense gaze, she responded "Isabella Swan, haven't you heard it spoken aloud already?" She could feel him; warring underneath his composed exterior between the need to get answers and thirst which was clearly not for her blood. Her smugness was threatening to break free.

Knowing he can't feel her emotions, he continues to stare into her eyes searching for the truth. He pressed further "What do you know? How do you know? You have a gift, don't you? What is it?"

If it was possible; her smirk widened "Now you're just giving yourself away, mi dios de la Guerra" her tongue rolled the r's tad longer, her voice oozing sex appeal. His shiver of the desire she was igniting in him was her reward.

"If you know who I am, you should know I don't like to be toyed with" he growled threatening her and she notice from the corner of her eye, he was now backed up by the other blonde acting his twin and her behemoth of a man.

Isabella chuckled and leaned in closer until she was cheek-to-cheek with him and whispered in his ear, "Oh no…I'm not the one toying with you….In fact I have no interest in you or your coven at all. My nature of business; though it involves your species, has nothing to do with you per say. As long as you and your family don't involve in things that concern me, you should be living your undead lives as you normally do."

Her cell pinged in her hand alerting an incoming text which pulled her attention. She flicked her tongue out and licked the shell of his ear quickly before pulling back, chuckling; to see him shudder slightly; his eyes now black as death and pulled out the cell to read

Asset compromised, info possibly dirty – MS

"Well fuck!" she muttered before looking up at the vampire in front sassily, "As much fun this has been, I have a pressing engagement that I need to attend…so shoo!" she motioned him to back-up for her to move. Instead, he leaned in further staring into her eyes searching for something.

It took a while to find whatever it was, he was looking for but did in the end, because she suddenly felt the breeze by her face. She was not afraid of him but having him retreat from her personal space was still a relief as he was unpredictable.

"You might wanna keep an eye on chucky and pennywise there - " she added turning around as she lit a joint; motioning with her head towards Alice and Edward who were now walking toward them "something about toying with you, you mentioned earlier." She moved away exhaling a smoke cloud and jumped in her car driving out leaving him stunned; looking after her.

Scene Break

BPOV

I was still in two minds about a certain dreamy blonde Texan when I finally pulled in the abandoned port area near Seattle downtown; puffing my joint. The text message from an old contact had me detouring to meet up with them. If I was right; which usually I am, the warehouse meet was going to be ruse to catch me unprepared.

As I drove closer, I heard the loud EDM playing; heavy bass thumping my heart to sync along the beats of the crowd and saw two parallel lines of parked cars outfitted with hybrid variations with scantily clad women and macho type men hunched over their hoods or just hanging around them making a Ferrari look like a lemon; resembling a makeshift track. I parked Eleanor near the starting line and got out only to be engulfed in a giant's hug.

"Marie! Guurrrrllll! Where you been at yo! Forgot your boy here didn't you!"

I pulled back a little but kept in the arms of the man I was now looking at. 6'4, Aethiopian, chubby, dimple cheeked with baby blue eyes and short mousy hair with a thin stash adorning his upper lip yet body built like a true quarterback, I smiled at him "Matty…..it's been a long time" hugging him back.

"You lookin' good girl. C'mon, lemme introduce you to ma crew here" he pulled me along as he stalked over to a Breakfast Club looking group all hunched over a Camaro's hood.

"Yo! Everybody - " the group looked up and I saw two females and 4 males "this here is ma girl Marie from Huston; we ran together back in '16. This is Ronny, Mulch, Kitty, Tendo, Brina and Wade" he said pointing out to the respective individuals; "I'll be back in a few" he turned towards a yellow building which housed a garage.

I eyed them and gave a slight single nod and turned to follow him when one of the girls'; Kitty I think her name was, raven haired, heavy goth make up and clothes match on her 5'2 frame; looking like trampy young-adult version of Wednesday Addams raised her heavy penciled brow and spoke "Marie….Marie Whitlock? The Marie Whitlock!? Cleaner for the Hayashi Yakuza Marie Whitlock!" I cringed inwardly as she referred to one of my deep undercover jobs done a few years back trying to bring down the said cartel.

Oblivious to my discomfort, she continued "Oh Ma Gwad! You're a legend! You're fuckin' famous from Alaska to Argentina! You know they call you Battle Angel! –" I cut her off "Thanks, but I'm aware of my own resume, no need to go over it" Turning to Matthew, I mutter "I need to get the hell outa dodge so… shall we?"

He nods and does a show of hands saying to follow him as he tells the rest to look out for the start of the race. He takes me through the garage in an overhead office space and shuts the door. He puts a finger on his lips as a sign to stay quiet and takes a paper pad writing down something while saying "So! What's up with you? Didn't see ya after the fall of D'mateo"

I look at him and understanding floods me; he's being tapped and bugged! Shit! I mouth sorry to him and he shakes his head. "I had to go underground after the whole cartel got wiped" I respond playing along "Been here and there, keepin' my head down till it was okay to surface back"

Matty leans forward and whispers in my ear, "It's been so long -" he pushes the paper in my hands "be careful." I unfurl the slip he handed me which held an address I knew very well.

I looked at Matty with a smile and nod, I kiss him on the cheek before turning on my heel to head back out. Just as I'm stepping out the door; I look back at him and say with my smirk sneaking on my lips "Let's race" and walk out.

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