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As always, Twilight's not mine but the storyline is.

~~~~~~~~~~~~The Mobster's Thief~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Edward Cullen

I leaned back on my brown leather chair. I had been staring at my black ledger for way too long. I couldn't help it. I needed to make sure that every detail of our next deal was going to go well. And to do that, I needed to plan everything out. Plans for future missions and present ones were carefully and strategically written down so that nothing could go wrong. Occasionally, people surprised me. But I was always better.

I put my legs on the table and my hands behind my head and looked out of my office. Another day another huge group of people coming in to get drunk. There were the usual regulars that I recognized and the few newcomers, but at the bar I saw a beauty that I've never seen before. I leaned in closer to see clearer. Almost as if she could sense me she looked up at me. Unconsciously, she opened her mouth and took a deep breath. The look on her face went straight to my cock. Those sweet looking lips would look perfect if they were around my dick. I could already sense myself getting harder. I knew that I wouldn't be able to get anything done while my cock was like this.

"Jessica. Get your ass up here. Now"

There were always a couple of strippers our bar hired near my office running errands. I always made sure that one of them was around, for occasions like this. While Jessica wasn't the most experienced girl when she first started, she was a quick learner and eventually climbed up the ranks to the highest rank I could give her: one of my personal whores. Of course she did do the duties that a regular personal assistant did like cleaning or whatever, but a man needs what a man needs.

I leaned forward on my chair and turned it so it was facing the wall. As I uncrossed my legs, I waited for her arrival. I could feel my cock growing larger as I closed my eyes and envisioned by brown haired beauty.

Within moments, Jessica arrived with her irritatingly slow pace.

"Quicker, or I'll move you myself. Get down on your knees and don't look up". She complied to my orders as I knew she would. Making me mad would only make this worse for her.

I raked my eyes down her body. She was wearing the regular stripper outfit that we had here: a black, leather two piece. She started to whimper. Didn't I say to be quiet or does she not know what that means.

"Jessica, don't you know how unpleasant it will be for you if you don't follow my directions?" I looked down at her barely-there clothing and at her perfect perky tits that were great to squeeze. Pushing her head closer to my cock so she leans forward, I dragged my hand down from her side, to her waist that was perfect to hold on to while pounding into her pussy, and then to her ass. Her perfectly spankable ass, which I grabbed very hard.

"You're my cock slut aren't you Jessica? Make me mad and this ass is going to pay for your mistakes. Do you understand?" I ordered. Her pathetic whimper and a nod told me she did. But this is exactly what she wanted. The whore got off on her own fear and the very thrill of being with Edward Cullen was too much for her.

"You must have done something good because you get to suck my cock now. Get up on the desk, turn around, and lay down with your head hanging off the desk. Just saying that sprung her into action. She immediately complied and even had her mouth hanging open like the good little whore she was.

Smirking, I pulled down my pants and underwear, letting my cock spring free. I confidently shoved my cock down her elongated throat and was met with the moisture and tightness of her mouth.

"I'm going to fuck your throat now," I growled, "How do you feel about that? Answer me!" I pulled out of her mouth, ready to thrust back in even harder.

The whore nodded enthusiastically, "Yes Edward! I want you to fuck my mouth and cum down my throat. I want to suck your cock like the cock slut I am please Edward...".

"Such a good whore. So eager to please. Just how I like it. Don't you dare touch any part of me besides my cock. I don't need your filth on me".

I thrusted with my cock into her throat over and over with an unforgiving force, causing her to moan. I looked her in her eye and smirked shaking my head. She was all too ready to be a whore.

I ripped open the top of her outfit making her plastic double D's go flying around. Each thrust into her mouth made her tits bounce back and force almost painfully for her. Leaning over, I grabbed those tits and held on to them tightly. This position allowed all of my force to slam directly into her mouth.

The pain from my hands and cock made her start to gag on my cock and look afraid, but I was not fooled. The putrid yet tolerable smell of her pussy filled the air once more. She was probably dripping from her cunt.

"Such a god damn whore aren't you Jessica?" I began thrusting deeper, knowing she would take anything I gave her just to please me. She gagged a little bit more forcefully, an action that was intolerable.

"If you don't know how to breathe maybe I shouldn't let you". I brought one of my hands back and slapped her tit hard and with the other I pinched her nose shut, causing her to panic. I didn't want her to die, as loyal whores were hard to come across in my business, so twenty seconds later, I released her nose, allowing her to take another breath.

She greedily took another deep breath and continued sucking on my cock. I pinched her nose once again. Knowing that her life rested in my hands assured Jessica of the dominance I had over her. She knew that if she made one wrong move, I would leave her there to choke on my cock.

Once she got the hang of her breathing, I once again grabbed her boobs and thrusted into her like I did before.

She ran her tongue over the tip of my cock and swallowed, her throat becoming even tighter in the most delectable way. She tried relaxing her throat to take more of me in, but it was clear that my cock was too big for her to do so. Jessica clearly had some skills since she was well practiced. I wouldn't be shocked to hear that she fucked every one of my employees.

"You live for my dick don't you. You want me down your throat". She smiled around my cock making me thrust even harder to wipe it off her face. My balls were now fully slapping her face. Abruptly, I took my cock out of her mouth.

I chuckled and pulled her back up from her hair, eventually pushing her back onto my desk.

"Bend over my desk like a good girl and keep that dirty mouth of yours shut". Her head fell back and her knees went weak as I leaned closer to her, surrounding her my my scent.

I could almost hear the wetness surging out of her. Her pussy glistened at me; the slut was probably already wet since the time she walked in here. I pulled out a condom from and desk drawer and took my time putting it on, making her wait with anticipation. Her liquid flowed out of her pussy and was flowing down her asshole.

I slammed myself into her, her walls not quite as tight as I would like them. I pulled nearly all the way out and thrust back in as hard as I can.

I wasted no time setting a fast pace.

"Ughn FUCK!" It seemed that Jessica couldn't handle my cock or my instructions as well as I thought she could. I rolled my eyes and leaned over to her ear.

"Can't even follow a single goddamn instruction can you? Be quiet or else ill gag you with my cock" I whispered in a threatening tone.

"Ringgg... Ringggg..."

From the corner of the desk, the phone started ringing, interrupting my thoughts. Reaching over Jessica, I picked it up and continued my thrusting with one hand on the back of her neck and one hand on the phone.

"Cullen". My voice never falters, and neither does my pace. I looked down at Jessica to see a bewildered look on her face.

With that I felt it. Her walls starting to clench and unclench as she holds her breath trying not to moan. Just knowing that someone was on the other end of the phone, listening to me pounding into her was exciting for Jessica. Shes fucking coming.

I smirked and put my phone right next to her head and put it on speakerphone. I know she can hear the person on the other end breathing.

"You want to come don't you? Can you keep it quiet? You wouldn't want him to know how much of a slut you are. So greedy for my cock" I snarled quietly into her ear.

"Mr. Cullen. I just wanted to check in with you about the shipment. It went well and there's no sign of the Volturi here". It was a routine call. One of my men always called at the end of a shipment. Of course everything went well. That's how I planned it. Regardless, I picked up my pace in and out of Jessica to celebrate.

"Do you want him to know how dirty you are. Or how you like it rough hmm?" I whispered to Jessica as her orgasm started to build.

"Very well thank you. Tell the others I'll be downstairs in a minute" I said into the phone.

Jessica's walls got tighter and tighter as she bit the side of her mouth and started to come. Tears were rushing down her face as she tried to control herself in an almost comical way.

Exactly what I thought. Such a whore but doesn't want to show it to the world.

"Alright I will". The phone clicked signaling the end of the call. With one last slap to Jessica's ass I pulled out and came all over her back.

"Wear my cum with pride Jessica and get the fuck out".

Now that I was satisfied, I snapped back into my work. Not that fucking someone would make me forget about my work, it just provided a nice release from it.

I took my black ledger and started to write. Making sure that I noted about the most recent deal, who was there and who wasn't. I made a side note about how the Volturi hadn't shown up to fuck shit up.

Fucking Volturi had a nasty habit of trying to screw up my plans. But I was Edward Cullen. And nothing could stop me. Those Italians were just pesky fleas to me.

I gathered everything and started to head out of the club. It was time to plan. And I needed to do that with the rest of the family.

~~~~~~~~~~~~The Mobster's Thief~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The Cullen mansion was huge. But why wouldn't it be. All my family lived here as did some bodyguards and other people who worked for us. The house had been passed down from generation to generation since the 1920's when my great grandfather had built a supreme organization during the prohibition era. He made millions off of illegal alcohol that he brewed in bathtubs and such.

From that point on, an empire had been formed. My grandfather inherited it and expanded the business. Once alcohol was once again legal, he added drugs and guns into it to make more money. He turned it into the Cullen Mafia that is recognized and feared today. When it landed into my father's hands he modernized it. Making everything more up to date so that security was top notch and impenetrable.

Now the business was mine and I was ready to fucking put my mark on the world.

The security around the building was tight but as soon as they saw me they opened all the gates. I entered and headed straight for the conference room where I knew the rest of my family would be. Meetings like this were not only necessary but also crucial as they let us plan for the future.

I almost ran up the stairs knowing that I was in danger of being slightly late. Tardiness was something that no one in the house tolerated, especially my mother.

The guards standing outside of the soundproof room unlocked the electrical locks and let me through the door. Waiting inside the room were my parents, my brothers, and my sister-in-law.

"Well it looks like Eddie here was too busy getting some action" laughed my idiotic younger brother Emmett as he gestured to my sex-hair. He was large and muscular, making him perfect for being in charge of security. But his frame, which scared most people, couldn't hide the fact that he was the joker of the family. That still doesn't make it okay for you to mess with him though. He doesn't hesitate to pull the trigger.

His wife, Rosalie, who was probably equally as lethal as him, smacked him on the head. Rosalie was a mechanic before she met Emmett. She now helps the family steal cars and make the cars we do have into machines better than any Batmobile.

"Shut up Emmett. A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do," said Jasper. Jasper and I had a certain understanding with each other as bachelors of the family. We had each other's backs when it came to getting the other one laid. He was the youngest Cullen brother and specialized in gadgets. He knew how to hack and was quite clever. Although he wasn't as muscular as Emmett, he still knew how to handle a gun like nobody's business.

"Alright alright gentlemen. We have some more important matters to discuss". Carlisle, my father, who always was about business, dove straight into the important conversation. I took my seat at the head of the table with my father at the other end. Jasper and Emmett sat on either side of me. Next to Emmett was his wife and next to Jasper, my mother, Esme Cullen.

Carlisle wasn't the head anymore, but he still liked to be kept in the loop and guided me, making sure that I didn't tarnish the Cullen name. My mother was just there to make sure we didn't do something overly stupid.

"As you guys may know, the shipment we got from China came here in perfect condition. Drug wise, we got a couple cases of heroin and some coke. They were also 'kind' enough to give us some advanced AK-47s for free," I announced with a quick chuckle. Those AK-47s only came in because I threatened to wipe them out if I didn't get any. They were a nice added bonus for the money we were paying them.

"But what's a little bit strange is that the Italians didn't try to screw our shit up". Lately, Aro and the rest of the Volturi gang were getting on our nerves. We didn't have the time to deal with them so we simply put it off. I frowned. Them not showing up wasn't accounted for.

"Jasper I need you to do a little bit of research. Find out where they are and what they're up to. I don't need any surprises".

Jasper was like me. Ahead of the game.

"Already done. I actually have some interesting news. Apparently, someone smoked the Italians. They're gone. All of them". His brow wrinkled. It seemed that Jasper was on the same page as I was. Although Aro wasn't nearly as good as we were, he was still seriously powerful in the underworld. Whoever wiped him and his piggies out shouldn't be taken lightly.

"Well... who did it? And why?" said Rosalie, echoing my thoughts.

"Their hideout was burned to the ground. Honestly, it looks like they just got into a freak accident. The only body that wasn't accounted for was James- Aro's right hand man. It appeared that he was the only one able to get away".

I narrowed my eyes. Freak accidents never happen by chance. Not in this world. If someone dies, it's because someone wanted them to. If James was the one who got out, it was likely that he had a tiff with Aro. It was rumored that those two didn't get along as they did before.

"Find James and make sure that he's taken care of. It shouldn't be too hard. He's not the brightest one out of the bunch". My father nodded his approval at my instructions.

Jasper and Emmett made their way out of the room to get started. Work never ended. For us, our work was our life.

And with that, the meeting was adjourned.

~~~~~~~~~~~~The Mobster's Thief~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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