Chapter 6: The Chase into the Virgin's Pants.
She seemed to be in a state of shock for a moment, but she didn't seem angry, which was a plus.
"Just hear me out. It would be the perfect solution, Bella. You said you don't believe in love or relationships, and neither do I. But I want you to be my mistress. I'll sleep with you and only you, fuck your brains out every night, I'll come home to you, we'll stay in separate rooms, so you'll have plenty of privacy, but most importantly we won't fall in love, but we'll still be loyal to one other. So its basically the best of both worlds, you'll belong to me, and I belong to you, without all the mushy shit. See what I mean by perfect? Its a win-win, fucking me every night, is an added bonus. I will also, set you up with your own bank account and credit card."
No response.
I was getting more nervous, what was she thinking? I could never tell with her. She was a damn fool if she would pass this up, sleeping with me. There were millions out there who would kill to be in her shoes. Surely she had more sense than that.
"Bella?" I called, quietly, unsure of myself.
She burst out laughing out of the blue, she laughed so damn hard she was turning blue in the face. "You can't be serious…" She said through her laughter.
What the fuck? She was fucking laughing? What the hell?
My eyes narrowed. "What's so damn funny?" I snapped, confused.
"Are you serious? Are you punking me, where is Ashton and the hidden cameras?" She asked looking around, a smirk on her lips.
"Oh no, I'm serious babe. Serious as fuck." I said, suddenly annoyed. This was no fucking laughing matter. She was something fucking else. But there was something so damn intriguing about her, everything about her intrigued me. I never knew what she was going to do next.
Her laughter died down. "So you're serious, you want me to be your…your, mistress?" She asked quietly, nearly choking on the word. She started biting her lip furiously, and it was fucking distracting; I tried to ignore it, and focus. I was trying to place her facial expression, but she kept her eyes downcast.
She was biting her lip so hard I was afraid it was going to bleed. Was she fighting back more laughter? I couldn't tell. "You might want to easy up on that lip." I said.
She ignored me. "Let me get this straight, you want me to be your mistress?"
"Fuck Bella, yes, how many times do I have to say it? Want me to spell it out?"
She glared at me. "Speaking hypothetically, for how long exactly?"
"As long as you want or…"
"Or until you get tired of me, lose interest, I become boring, and you find someone who's hotter, and sexier, right?"
I rolled my eyes, and sighed. "Will you fucking stop? I said as long as you want, and I mean it."
"So exactly what happens, if I do fall in love with you?" She asked, curiously.
"You can't, and if you do you'll never see or hear from me again, it'll be like I never existed. That's the way it has to be. If you think you'll fall in love with me, just tell me now, and I'll find someone else. But I really want you, and I know you want me too." Just like every other woman, I added in my head.
Anger flashed in her eyes. "And what if you fall in love with me?"
I chuckled my head falling back in a laugh, and then scoffed. "That will never happen" I said smirking. "I know its going to be hard not falling in love with me babe, but do your best not to, okay?"
She gasped, I felt a slap across my face, all of a sudden. She packed a big slap, for someone so small, she got me good. I was shocked for a moment. What the fuck? Did I just get fucking slapped?
I glared at her. "What the fuck, was that for?" I snapped, my anger flaring. No woman had ever fucking slapped me before.
"Are you too good to fall in love with me? What's so damn funny?" She asked.
"Bella, I didn't mean-"
"Don't flatter yourself Jacob Black," She said cutting me off, "I could never fall in love with someone so cocky, so arrogant, and a damn son of a bitch, like yourself, you aren't worth falling for. I bet you'd fall before I did." She said.
"Is that a challenge, Bella?" I asked. "And don't you ever slap me again."
"If I do, what are you going to do, spank me?"
I smirked. "Don't tempt me."
"You're such a jerk, I don't play with my feelings, unlike you. You make this sound so easy, like a damn job application. No, I will not be your mistress. How dare you? I'm a real person, with real feelings, and playing with them is dangerous, and you don't even care. You make this sound like a damn business proposal. How can you be so casual about this? Never hear from you again? Like I'm nothing to you, like I don't matter. That's cold as hell. You basically want me to sell my soul to you? Well Mr. Black you can keep your terms and conditions. You can keep your money, you're full of shit. I want nothing to do with it! Or you! You're unbelievable, you spring this on me two days after knowing one another." She got up. "I'm leaving." She said.
"Bella, I spring this on you because I feel like I've known you for so long. Please don't leave. Please stay with me." I said, grabbing her hand, she jerked out of my grip.
"Why should I-"
"Because of this," I said grabbing her hard, and gently throwing her against the kitchen wall. My lips descended upon hers, and I kissed her hard, rough, she hesitated for a moment trying to get out of my hold, but I kept kissing her not letting her go. I felt her anger in the kiss, but she wanted it as much as me, she tangled her hands in my hair, she finally melted into the kiss, and kissed me back furiously. She kissed me as equally, rough, and hard. I pinned her against the wall raising her hands above her head. Our fingers tangled together, as the kiss turned wild. It was the most intense kiss I had ever fucking had. Anger, hate, passion, and desire, filled the kitchen, as our breathing became erratic. I had kissed a lot of fucking women, but this kiss was one of the best I had ever fucking had. When I added my tongue, she moaned deeply into my mouth, and then I bit down on her lip, and she gasped. I let go of her lips, to kiss her neck. "Don't go, Bella..." I whispered, as I stared sucking the flesh of her neck. "Stay," I said sucking around her jaw line.
Her hands tangled into my hair, and her legs turned weak. "Jake..." She whispered, as my tongue found her ear. "W-wait, STOP!" She said all of a sudden shoving me.
"What the fuck is it?" I snapped.
"Will you stop cursing at me?" She spat, her cheeks deep red.
"I'm sorry, babe." I said gently.
"You know what it is, I can't do this. I just can't do it." She said.
There was no fucking breaking this girl.
"Why not? We're both adults, Bella. We're not doing anything wrong, give me one good reason, why?" I said.
"You're going to end up leaving me, just like... forget it, I'm leaving. Goodbye Mr. Black." She said, looking me in my eyes. I saw a twinge of hesitation in them.
"You want me Bella, I felt it in that kiss." I said huskily.
"I'm not denying I do but-"
"But what?" I cut her off. "Just fucking take a chance!" I said. I walked over her. "Tell me you don't want me, and I'll leave you alone," I said.
"I can't say that," She admitted, her cheeks flaming.
"Then what's the problem then, Bella?"
"I don't want you like this! We don't know anything about each other. Other than you're a selfish cocky rich prick, who expects every woman to fawn over him like you're a god or something, and you know nothing about me except I'm a virgin who knows more about cars than you," She said.
I smirked for a moment, so fucking cute. "You don't know more about cars than me babe," I said.
She half smiled. Things turn quiet for a moment.
"Listen, I can take care of you, I have plenty of money all your expenses will be taken care of. I can even take care of your grandmother." I said.
"I don't care about money! Stop trying to buy me! And don't you dare bring my grandmother in this, like you care about her. I feel sorry for you Jacob you're only in love with yourself, if you cared half as much about others as much as you care about yourself, you would have plenty of love to give. I just hope you don't end up alone. You have so much potential, I would hate to see you waste it."
I gagged. "Will you stop saying the L word, Bella? I will never love anyone," I said. "You said yourself you didn't believe in love," I said.
"I don't but you can still care for people, you care enough about yourself," She said.
"Because I'm the only one I can fucking count on," I said.
She clenched her teeth. "What about me, Jacob?"
"What about you?" I irritated.
"You don't think you can count on me?"
"I've only known you for two days, Bella."
"You said it felt like longer, why would you ask me to be your mistress if you feel like you can't count on me?"
"Obviously I can't because you turned me down,"
She looked at the floor. "I think we're done here, goodbye Jacob."
"Just sleep on it, Bella, at least let me drive you home." I said.
"I can find my own way home Mr. Black, and don't come near me again. I never want to see you again."
"Like hell, you're seeing me Friday, you haven't forgotten have you?"
"If you really want me the way you say you do, find a way to show me. Show me I can count on you. I'm not making it easy for you anymore, and don't ever show up at my school, and kidnap me again. Show me you want me for me, not just to fuck me, not just to break down the virgin. But that you want to just be with me for me, I know you won't just like every other jerk out there, so this is goodbye. I know I won't see you again after tonight, the chase isn't worth it? You thought I was just going to fall into your bed after two days? I told you I'm not that kind of girl, if you want me do what it takes to get me." She said grabbing her purse, and her shoes, and leaving out of the door.
"FUCK! I won't beg you Bella, plenty of women want me, I'm doing you a favor, by wanting you," I yelled. I threw a coffee mug, against the wall. I watched clang against the wooden wall, and shatter to the floor. I was still fucking angry. She wasn't going to make this fucking easy, why couldn't she just fall into my bed like every other woman? Why did I have to chase her? Chasing=falling in fucking love, and I don't do love.
Anything to get in those virgin pants right? I didn't know if I was going to have her in my bed in a week. Hell, I didn't know if I was going to crack the virgin in a month, she was so damn frustrating.
I had to think of something, a plan to get into the virgins pants. What could I do, to show her I wasn't going to give up? And that I really did care for her. I needed something that would also convince her to be my mistress, I knew she would come along eventually, but how fucking long? I didn't want to be balding when I finally got in her pants. Was all of this really worth it? When I could just flaunt my money to some dumb bimbo, snap my fingers, and she would roll over and fall into my bed? No I was tired of that shit. I was tired of those easy sluts. I didn't connect with those tramps like I did with Bella, we had so much in common, and I was fond of her. But she, was just too fucking hard. But I had to admit I liked the fact that she had so much self respect, she wasn't going to settle for just anything.
I had to get my head in the game, I was going to be the man to crack the virgin code. I was the man for the damn job. I had to win this game of chase the virgin. Fuck, how long would I have to play? No wonder she was still a virgin.
I would send her flowers, and candy. What did she say her favorite flower was... Damn it? Oh shit! I snapped as I remembered, sunflower, just like my mom, hmm. Okay I would send her sunflowers, to both her jobs and at her apartment, 100 dozen sunflowers, and add in some roses too. I would send her chocolate candy, who could resist chocolate right? What else could I do? I had a thought, I picked up the phone and called Bella's apartment house, I hoped she wasn't home yet.
"Hello?" Angela answered.
"Yeah Ang, its Jake, is Bella hope yet?"
"Umm-no isn't she with you?"
"That's a long story, listen, I need a favor." I said.
"W-what, is it, J-ake?" She asked timidly. I smirked how cute, she was star struck, by yours truly.
"You wouldn't by chance know what Bella's dream car is would you?"
"Yeah, its a dark pink Kia Soul," She said.
I smirked, a chick car? "Okay, thanks Angela. I might need your help with a few more questions about, Bella." I said.
"Okay."
"Oh and Angela, keep this little conversation between you, and I, OK?"
"Will do." She said.
"Good," I said hanging up.
I was going to buy Bella's dream car for her, and when it was all said and done she would be begging me to sleep with her.
I had my plan all set up, I made a few calls to implement them, Bella would be my mistress if I had anything to do with it.
The chase into the virgin's pants had begun, and I was playing to fucking win.
A/N: Wait cocky Jake, I thought you said you weren't a flowers and candy guy? Hmmmm.
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