Zelena went back to the shed hidden away at the very back of the yard after she'd changed into some actual clothes rather than just her underwear and Gold's shirt. The shed had always been her favorite place at The House of Scarlet because it was where she kept her stash and where no one ever bothered her.

She had to admit Elias was a good actor, he had told her about finding love and being happy as though he'd really believed it. Zelena had only gone along with it to see how well that little whore had gotten to him, the slut had really done a number on him, gotten Gold to get rid of her and everything. The redhead chuckled, she knew why, it was because the little Lacey bitch knew that only she was worthy of Robbie and if Zelena was gone then the bitch could get at him.

"Elias Gold is mine!"

When they'd passed in the hallway as she'd left Gold's office Zelena couldn't have been happier because she realised that Lacey had seen her in nothing but Gold's shirt, she'd think he was slipping and he was, Gold couldn't resist her for long.

"He loves me after all." She all but snorted while she fished out her supply from it's hiding spot behind Mulan's old punch bag.

She'd heard Gold and Belle arguing just after the whore had gone into his office and Zelena knew it would only be a matter of time before he saw Lacey for what she really was … a money grabbing slut. After that he would remember how much he loved Zelena and beg for her back. Gold just needed a little help and that was when she remembered the picture she'd printed of SheriffOfNottingham.

"Images of customers won't be liked." She mused aloud as she set up her things for another hit. "It's a risk to the website."

Just a little push that was all she needed and then Zelena could have everything that was rightfully hers. It all made so much sense, why couldn't everyone else see that?

~X~

Keith Nottingham had found himself in a good mood, which was unusual, a mood that could only be made better by seeing Lacey. She was like a muse for him and he reviled in her. He sat at his dingy looking desk and logged into The House Of Scarlet website as he did every night and clicked straight on Lacey's bedroom camera, but she wasn't there. The next suggested one was Tamara's camera so he quickly clicked in it showing the beautiful, dark-skinned woman in the middle of entertaining her fans. She wore a violet basque and had her hair cascading down around her shoulders as she danced, Keith didn't care though, he wasn't interested in Tamara.

SHERIFFOFNOTTINGHAM: Where is Lacey?

Tamara's laptop pinged and she looked down to read the comment, annoyance instantly crossed her face, this was her show and yet she was getting questions about Lacey. Seriously?

"I don't know, Sheriff." She answered quickly with her disinterest evident then went back to her show.

SHERIFFOFNOTTIN GHAM: I need to find her.

He messaged again. Lacey was always there when he logged on, if not in her bedroom then somewhere easily visible.

"I'm trying to do a show here." She told him with an exasperated sigh.

If some of the other messages that had poured in were anything to go by Keith had pissed them off as well.

SHERIFFOFNOTTINGHAM : Do you know where she is?

Has she gone to one of the off camera sections?

Is she even in?!

"Jesus, I don't know! Go be a freak somewhere else."

Seconds later Keith's screen cut to black where the camera footage had once been, the words should have been a good boy in its place. The fucking bitch had booted him from her camera.

"Freak! She called me a fuckin' freak!"

Keith's good mood was officially gone and the only way it was coming back was by seeing Lacey, hearing her angelic voice, seeing her fingers buried between her legs … that was what Keith Nottingham needed now. And Tamara? How dare she call him a freak the fucking whore would pay.

Having been officially banned from Tamara's camera feed he started to flick through until he found Tink and Red, his favorites until Lacey showed up, sat in he lounge chatting away happily, with Ruby's laptop sat in front of them. Ruby had her trademark tiny cherry shorts on with a low cut white sleeveless Henley top, most of the buttons to which were open not that it was all that much of a surprise. Tink however, had opted for a short emerald skirt and a black sequins covered halter-neck. The two women were clearly prepared to make a statement that night. They smiled and laughed as they sipped their wine and chatted about boys and school classes, but Keith couldn't care less what they were discussing he needed to find Lacey.

Their screen pinged with his message and Ruby leaned down to read it.

"Oh, it's the Sheriff." She told Tink with a grin. "Hey how do you think he came up with that?"

Did she even read what I fuckin' wrote?! Did she?! At that moment Ashley appeared on screen carrying a plate and brushing out the none existent creases from her yellow skirt. He sent his message again but it still went un-read. The whore's were too focused on themselves.

"Hey, Baby. Say hello to the Sheriff." Smiled Tink.

The young blonde leaned over the back of the couch and did just that.

"Hiya Sheriff. We haven't heard from you in a while. Thought Lacey was you favorite now." It wasn't a question and she spoke with a playful smile, then again, Ashley was the innocent one.

Keith didn't respond, clearly they were too busy with their own conversation to pay any attention to his questions. Fuck them, I can find her myself, he thought with anger. His blood was boiling now, Tamara had taken his happy mood and all that would bring it back was Lacey. The mouse clicked repeatedly as he went through camera after camera, he found everyone; Mulan and Princess, Cruella, Wick, he even found Jefferson and Victor making out on the floor of the gym. So many people and none of them where who he wanted, who he needed. Camera feeds changed even faster after that until he came to a sudden screeching halt. In the bottom corner of the screen it read Front Stairwell while in he other was The House Of Scarlet logo. The area was void of people but that didn't matter, it was the notice board that caught his attention, zooming in his features contorted with rage. Underneath a paper sign with Pool out of bounds from Monday 18th to Wednesday 20th of this month for maintenance written on it was a photograph he remembered well.

"That's the picture I sent to her." Keith muttered to himself.

He zoomed in further and found there was block capitals scribbled across the bottom of the image. The Sheriff... what a stud! He'd sent her that image months ago, how long had it been hanging there? Keith was sure he'd have noticed before now, he watched the camera's so often. Would Lacey really do that? No, she wouldn't but Keith Nottingham didn't know that, he didn't know Zelena and her stupid games, all he knew was that they were laughing at him... and he couldn't have that.

In a fit of range Keith rose to his feed, grabbed the monitor and threw it across the room letting it shatter into a million pieces.

"You bitch!"

With his monitor destroyed, he turned to his laptop and shoved it open with far more force than was necessary. Faced with the screen and the sound of his blood boiling in his ears Keith started to type.

~X~

Belle hated being so late back to The House Of Scarlet, she'd been at the library studying like she always did on Mondays but it seemed time had gotten away from her. She'd intended to come home, eat, do her show and then curl up in Elias' arms. She'd barely seen the man she loved all week what with her mid-terms coming up, him having a website to run and God only knew what happened with all those antiques he had lying about.

She sighed as she climbed the stairs, Stitched Up Heart's Frankenstein blasting away in her ears, all she wanted was Elias. He wouldn't mind her not doing one show in favor of doing him, would he? Belle never got to think of the answer as her aqua eyes flashed up to the notice bored, no one really cared about the pool being cleaned – except for Ariel who practically had gills – but it was what had been pinned under it that had her attention. In seconds Belle had ripped the picture down, there was only one person stupid enough to pin it up, hell, to even go near her laptop and take it; Zelena. The redhead had been acting all nice and kind for around a week now and It was freaking Belle out, obviously Wick hadn't changed one bit and Belle was in no way surprised. She'd deal with Zelena in the morning, right now she wanted a shower and Elias. With that Belle screwed the picture up and tossed it in the trash and stormed into her room.

A good hour later of indulging in a nice hot shower Belle was dry and dressed in a tiny azure skirt and a black v-neck crop top – the shortest one she owned – with little straps holding it on her shoulders. Belle couldn't leave without her stockings on, she knew what they did to her Elias and Belle enjoyed teasing him with them. She lined her eyes softly and then slipped down the hall to his bedroom.

Belle snorted when she pushed the door open and found him leaning against the bed's head rest, glasses settled on his nose with paperwork coating the bed. He looked like an accountant who'd brought work home with him. His suit jacket had been discarded at the end of the bed and his purple tie hung loose from his neck.

"Are we being audited?" She asked from the doorway with a teasing grin.

Gold looked up and smiled, his eyes looked red from staring at the papers but they lit up when he saw her, and to a lesser extent the stockings. In seconds she's clicked her heels across the hardwood floor and straddled his hips uncaring about the crumpled paperwork. Gold's hands went straight to her stocking clad thighs as she leaned in to kiss him passionate, it occurred to Elias that him sat there in his suit and glasses with Belle on top of him and papers scattered around them made it look like he was a teacher and she his naughty school girl. A grin tugged its way onto his mouth.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit, Sweetheart? I thought you'd still be at the library or dong your show."

"I was getting tired and I wanted you." She told him honestly before pressing another kiss to his lips. "And I was hoping you'd convince the boss to let me have the night off. You're always so good at making deals."

Elias breathed her in. "I don't know, darling. I hear that the boss is a complete bastard. If you don't do your job he may spank you."

"Promise?" The question came out breathless as his hands moved up her thigh, one slipping under her skirt.

"No panties, you are a naughty one."

He felt Belle grin against his neck as her kisses trailed downwards, her hands slipped up to pull his tie free of his neck and pop his collar button open giving her better access to the firm flesh at his clavicle, but her hand was quickly batted away. Elias had a devilish grin on his lips and a spark in his eyes that Belle adored. It sent a needy shiver down her spine.

"I love you, Belle."

Belle loved hearing those words in his thick Scottish accent, she opened her mouth to reply but nothing beyond a gasp came out as he pushed a hand up against her core. Belle panted and clung to his shoulders, she was so wet and his fingers were like little sparks jolting through her. Smooth, hot and utterly perfect in every single way . Elias' kisses to her pale neck were timed with his hand movements and Belle knew he wanted to see her desperate for him, begging. His thumb quickly found her sex and moved at a tormenting slow speed, only enough movement to force whimpers of need from her. Belle pushed her hips down to meet his hand a demand for the attention she craved.

"Greedy and demanded."

He whispered in her ear, hot breath caressing her skin, and then finally slipped a finger inside her. Deep and loving. His hand moved between her spread legs pushing another finger inside his beautiful Belle, she was Lacey to everyone else but to him she would always be Belle. Everyone else could have Lacey, she wasn't real, but Belle was all his. Crooking his fingers made Belle whimper with need and he'd never heard anything more perfect in all his life. She was his, all his and Elias' job for the rest of his life would be to please her … he looked forward to every single second. Gold thrust his fingers back in

"Elias!" She panted, eyes slipping shut.

Gold felt his hard member twitch at the mention of his name, it was his name on her lips and no one else's, her tone dripping in honey making him want to lap it up. His thumb circled her sex pushing her slowly closer and closer towards the edge. Belle let out a loud moan that echoed around the room, hips moving freely against his palm.

"My perfect Belle."

Belle gripped his shoulders so forcefully that she was sure he'd have holes in his shirt from her nails when they were done, Belle couldn't bring herself to care though. She felt her blood sing and her body vibrate, Elias' breath ghosted over her pale skin teasing her nerve endings. His other large hand slipped to cup her breast hidden away behind nothing but the thin fabric of her crop top, in seconds he'd pulled the dark fabric down and had his thumb stroking against the small pink bud, Belle mewed clung to him tighter and crashed their lips together in a heated kiss of teeth and tongue, moments later he had her nipple standing to attention. Belle arched into his touch and another gasp managed to escape from her lips when he leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth.

His breath came shallow and fast as he watched the muscles of Belle's stomach twitch and contract, her body showing just how desperate for more it was when her hips settled into a slow determined grind against his talented fingers. The edge came into sight and Belle knew it was slippery and there was nothing to prevent her from falling off the edge. His torment didn't let up, those fingers forced the lava closer to the surface.

"Come for me, Angel."

Belle did just that. The eruption happened and Belle fell off the edge of the cliff and plunged into the cold waters below.

"Elias!" She screamed breathlessly, hips bucking against his hand uncontrollably.

He nearly came there and then just hearing his name on her panting lips. Oh how he loved her. Belle leaned down to kiss him, her hair tickled his cheek. Gold ran his hands down from her firm hips to cup her backside in a tight grip as he explored her mouth. He could taste her last cup of coffee on his tongue, the perfect sweetness. Her hands found their way to the small buttons of his dress shirt, slipping them open as he left the kiss for air. With a smile on her face Belle tugged the shirt down his shoulders and threw it to the floor. Gold's eyes feasted on her tantalizing skin before pulling the crop top over her head and dropping it next to his shirt. Had it been anyone else Belle would have felt as though she were being eaten alive but with Elias she just felt like he was praising her.

Belle bit her bottom lip in the most seductive of ways and moved her hands down to cup his hardness. Gold took a nipple into his mouth teasing the bud while doing the same for the other breast with his hand, Belle moaned at the feeling of her body being called to attention again. Gold truly worshipped her. Loved her. Belle's nails trailed over his lean body savoring his purr. Elias was surprisingly well built for an older man, handsome and clearly stronger than he looked. Gold could just sit there and look at her milk white skin forever but then she wiggled her hips causing Elias to moan uncontrollably. Belle smiled at that, she had gotten just what she wanted so she did it again. Another moan.

Elias stroked her soft thighs as those aqua blue eyes trailed down his chest to his silver belt buckle, nimble black-painted fingers clicked it open letting the constriction in his pants ease a little, only a little. Belle leaned forwards and kissed up his warm chest to meet his mouth again, his hands found her hips as he pulled back for air. His tongue lapped at her clavicle, he wanted to mark her as his but knew he couldn't; Ashley may have known about them but the customers couldn't.

Belle seemed to have had enough of waiting and gasped out. "Elias, please."

He could never deny her, not his Belle. She pulled him free of his pants and took the older man in hand, quickly, wantonly, she lined him up with her entrance and he thrust deep inside her. She gasped into Gold's ear.

"Move!"

All other thoughts had been pushed from Gold's mind, his paperwork just a distant memory. Belle arched her back to Elias' touch as if telling him not to hold back. Gold gripped her hips and pulled Belle down on himself, there was a moan but they where too lost in lust to know who it had come from; maybe both of them. The pace was slow at first but it soon built up, Belle pressed her hands on his chest helping her to keep the rhythm.

"Faster!" She begged.

Elias couldn't refuse that, all he wanted was to keep his angelic Belle happy. Just as he had her bordering on the edge she grabbed Gold by the shoulders and pulled him up to kiss her once again. The warm wet at her core was practically spilling over but Belle remained determined to hold on, she wanted that feeling to last forever. Gold had made it his mission to make her scream his name though and stated to thrust deeper, harder, faster, until Belle suddenly fell over the edge, digging her nails into his shoulders as she shouted out for him.

"Elias!"

Hearing his name on her breathless lips forced him over as well, gripping her thighs hard enough to bruise. Belle collapsed on top of him for a few moments before sliding to his side and resting her head on his shoulder.

"I love you, you know that?"

Elias smiled hearing her words. "I love you too. Always."