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Terms:

Buy Bribe. A police officer or politician who takes money in exchange for allowing crime to continue is "bought."

Clip Kill. Also to harm someone in some way.

Contract a murder assignment.

Fix A situation in which law enforcement has been paid to allow criminal activity.

CHAPTER EIGHT

EPOV

My heart started pounding in my chest a million beats per second. Fucking shit! She was on her way up here. Franklin, the doorman, had just called a second ago to inform me of that.

Victoria was already naked and waiting for me on the bed. She had quickly undressed when I informed her Isabella was on her way up. I hurriedly stripped down to my boxers, and went to lay on top of the bed. Victoria quickly climbed on top of me, straddling me so we would be in a good position on what I was about to do. Her naked tits, which were mere inches from my face, were bouncing as she giggled. This was uncomfortable for her as it was for me. It wasn't because I was going to be her boss officially, or that I wasn't even closely attracted to her. She was far less attracted to me. Or let's just say that she was not remotely attracted to any man.

Stop thinking about how weird this is. You've got to focus, Cullen. You need to do this shit to her because it would be for the best.

Any minute now, Isabella would be striding into my apartment and this scenario would be a slap to her face.

Victoria was wiggling in front of me, trying to find a comfortable spot. "Shit, this is weird boss."

"Shut up Vic," I hissed at her. "Remember, you volunteered for this," I reminded her just as I heard the front door open, signaling Isabella's arrival.

"Let the show begin," she said then giggled. I nuzzled my face on her neck as my hand rubbed her back while the other held onto her waist. Vic in the meantime had moved her hand to cradle my head for support.

I heard small gasps in the room and I almost panicked. I needed to focus on something else so that I could get through this charade. I concentrated on my father's recent death, and the inevitable pain resurfaced. It was still so fucking unbelievable that the great Edward Sr. of the Cullen Family was dead. Why did everything have to be fucked up so suddenly? Why did he have to die now? The anger I was looking for surfaced as I thought about my current situation.

That's what you need, Cullen. Now put your game face on!

I quickly pushed Victoria off of me to get to my pants as Isabella was on the floor struggling to catch her breath. I hated seeing her like that, and the anger I felt doubled. She was hurting and it was all because of me!

I furrowed my brows because Isabella looked like she was on the verge of a panic attack. Goddamit, breathe baby girl!

She took several long breaths and it seemed to have calmed her down a bit. She opened her eyes, and I snapped.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked, advancing towards her as I tried my best to scowl at her.

I saw the anger in her eyes and I knew immediately she would hate me. I would never forget this moment in my life even if I wanted to. She was explaining why she was here and she was looking at Victoria who was still on the bed. My anger increased because now I knew she hated me.

"It's none of your fucking business!" I boomed, intentionally increasing the volume of my voice. "What do you want?"

My heart dropped. She was clearly reigning in her sobs, wanting to maintain her pride. I fucking loved her more then. Oh God, I am so sorry baby!

"You are such an asshole!" she hissed. "Who is this bitch?" Her voice was cracking as she inquired, "Did you promise her things like you did me?"

I had promised her so many things, and I fucking intended to give her the world. Shit if I could do that now, I would! I looked at the floor to regain some control, before returning my gaze to her. "I didn't fucking promise you anything!"

"But-" she stuttered. She was now slightly sobbing, and I needed to do something before I caved in and comforted her.

"Fuck Isabella! You were just another conquest for me!" I enunciated every word. "Nothing more!" God, please let her walk out. Now!

"Oh my God!" she sobbed loudly. "You told me-"

"Shut the fuck up!" I interrupted. "You really are naïve if you believed everything I said." I planned to be the asshole that I was so she could get the hell away from here. I needed for her to get the hell away. "You were just another girl I wanted to fuck, and lucky for me, you wanted it too," I smirked so she would be more insulted. I was a very good liar, a fucking good one. "I was even entertained!"

Please just go! Turn around and leave! "Besides, you can't blame me since you were flirting with me relentlessly."

"Oh my God! I-I be… believed you. So fucking stupid of me. You were even my first!"

Yes, I was her fucking first, and every minute I was with her was like heaven on earth. I was ablaze with my passion for her. Shit! Don't think about that, Cullen.

I shrugged as I tried to be nonchalant about it. Suddenly, she stepped forward and I didn't even realize what she had done until I felt the sting on my left face. Fuck, she slapped me! She was about to do it again, but I caught her wrist in reflex and said menacingly, "Strike me again and I will hit back!" Her eyes were telling me that she hated me more than she did a moment ago. My heart sunk, but I reigned in the pain.

"Isabella, don't forget to give me the key." I needed to get back the key I gave her purposely for this.

She threw the key and the book as well as the vase at me. It all merely missed me by inches. Her expression was murderous, and I didn't know whether to cry in relief or in frustration.

"I hope you're happy with that slut!"

I would never be happy with anybody Isabella. I want you. I love you.

I almost went to grab her when she turned away from me, but I felt Vic pull my head down for a kiss. When we were sure that Isabella had left the room, I pushed Victoria away. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and slumped on the floor.

"I am so sorry about that boss," Victoria said. "You should have seen your face when she turned away from you. You almost caved in, but I knew you wanted her away."

I nodded at her in confirmation; She was right. I almost pulled Isabella to me so I can confess everything to her. I also wanted to comfort her because she was crying, and she was crying because of me. FUCK!

I put my face in my hands and tried to block the pain out. This was my decision, so I should suck it up and be a man about it. I needed to get ready to leave for Chicago in an hour; Carlisle was expecting me.

The sound of my phone beeping distracted me from my reverie. I thought I was dreaming because it was the same dream I always had before. I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. Every time I had that dream, I broke out in a sweat. It was the day I thought I lost Isabella forever. Although it would be easier to put it in the past, I would still choose to be constantly plagued by it. A constant reminder of the pain I would endure if I ever lost her again.

Yesterday, the most bizarre thing happened. Victoria made some comments about Isabella hurting me and all that shit. But beyond the facade of nonchalance, I knew Victoria was interested in my Bella. She didn't say it as much in words because it would have been a grave mistake on her part, but her actions spoke volumes. I saw how she made a perusal of Bella's body and the sparkle of interest that wasn't completely hidden in her eyes when she made eye contact with me. I let it slide since she didn't and couldn't act on her attraction to my wife.

The irony of it all didn't pass me though. I used Victoria to get rid of Bella in NY, and Bella thought I cheated on her with Victoria. Bella even thought she was still a threat to our relationship. Little did she know Victoria was now attracted to her. Of course, I couldn't blame Victoria for that. Isabella was really stunning so it was no wonder men and women would find her attractive, but it didn't mean I have to like it.

I looked back at Bella lying on her side in our bed, one of her creamy thighs peeking out from under the sheets, and I couldn't help but smile. She was finally mine now. Her body belonged to me the moment she agreed to be my wife, but the most important part was I now owned her heart as well. She confirmed she loved me yesterday after my confession!

"God, I am so fucking in love with you!"

There I said it. I was internally panicking because I wouldn't know how to react if she rejected me. My plan actually didn't involve her rejecting my love.

I was looking at her shocked face unflinchingly; painfully conscious of the seconds she didn't say anything, but continued to just stare at me, clearly looking for something.

Then suddenly, she was pulling my head down, capturing my lips to hers. Her kissing me was as good as her confirming that she felt the same way; and damn if I won't show her how fucking elated I was. I plunged my tongue inside the crevice of her mouth, tasting her. I touched my tongue with hers and the slow dance of both our tongues started; eliciting individual moans from us. I was conscious that my cock, which was still directly aligned against her warm entrance, was stirring again. I reluctantly pulled her away from me and she groaned.

"Baby, we need to stop," I murmured against her as I tried to steady my breathing. "I don't think I'd be able to resist taking you here again. I really think we need to talk first."

She was looking at me with wide eyes, the lust in those brown orbs doubled with disbelief. I gave her a reassuring smile as I stroked my knuckles against her cheeks.

"Did you mean it?" she asked tentatively, lowering her gaze to my chest.

I lifted her chin so she was looking at me and I told her again, "I loved you ever since I met you Bella!"

She gave me a wide smile. "I love you too!"

My heart surged from the contentment I had felt hearing that. It was all I needed; She was all I needed. Now that I have her completely, I would never ever let her go. There would be hell to pay if something or someone tried to take her away from me.

I looked at the clock on the table to see that it was still early - 6:23 in the morning to be exact. I didn't want to wake her up, so I just sat there looking at her pretty face for what seemed like hours. Her brows furrowed from time to time, and her swollen lips were slightly open as she continued to have her sweet slumber. I knew I wore her down last night, so the least I could do was allow her to get some sleep and her strength back. I grinned as images of last night's activities flashed through my mind, and my cock stirred. Fuck! Down boy, we need to let her rest.

I was licking the bare skin of her shoulders as I rammed myself into her from behind. I already made love to her three times tonight and it was about time that I thoroughly fucked her!

I temporarily separated my lips from her skin to watch our reflection in the mirror. She had her eyes closed and was whimpering as I continued my thrusts, supporting herself by leaning her elbows on the marble of the sink.

"Baby look at me," I rasped as I rotated my hips. She opened her eyes and we stared at each other in the mirror in front of us. I pinched her nipple and she groaned. My baby loves it rough, and I smiled in satisfaction.

Damn, she is fucking hot!

She was pushing herself against me in response to my thrusts and that fueled me to thrust harder. I was still staring at her, mesmerized by her reaction.

I pulled my gaze from the mirror and started sucking on her skin again. My fucking orgasm was booming and I needed something, so I bit her and she screamed as her orgasm rocked her body.

Shit! Remembering last night won't help your raging erection! I went to the bathroom and took care of my very hard cock so that I wouldn't be tempted to take her again. After my satisfactory release, I took a shower and got ready to go to the office. I had a meeting with Jasper early this morning to set up the shipment for the newly acquired cars to Hong Kong. Mr. Kwan was waiting for these cars for quite some time now.

I left Bella a note before kissing her sleeping form goodbye.

I was now on my way to the office in my customized Bugatti Veyron, with my whole entourage following close by. I loved this car, and I was the only one allowed to drive it. The car was bullet proof and bomb proof so I had little worries on that aspect.

I was still fucking grinning as I passed the streets leading to the office. I might've even looked stupid, but I didn't fucking care because Isabella Marie Swan-Cullen loves me, and I wanted to fucking shout it out to the world.

I came to a screeching halt in front of my building where I parked in one of the reserved spots for my cars in the parking lot. I quickly made it to my office as Marcus and Garrett hurriedly tried to catch up with me.

Jasper, always the dependable underboss, was already waiting for me as well as my sister. Eleazar, who just arrived from Boston for this meeting, was also in attendance.

I was headed towards my desk when I felt somebody walking beside me. It was Alice and she was giving me a mischievous smile.

"What?" I asked irritatingly. Her smile just got bigger.

"So where is Isabella?" she asked, her brow arching as she continued to smirk. "She isn't with you."

"When I left, she was still sleeping," I said exasperatingly. "Goddammit Ali, if you want to ask something just fucking ask. Don't beat around the bush. You're fucking irritating me!"

"I got plenty of things to ask, dear brother," she said in a teasing tone, clearly unaffected by my harsh tone. "I just don't have time right now." She came closer and tapped her finger on my chest as she said, "But I promise you, this conversation isn't over."

She turned around so quickly that I was kind of surprised by it. She walked towards Jasper to give him a kiss on the lips before waving to both of us goodbye.

"Gotta pick Isabella up," she informed us. "I'll bring her shopping." She gave me a wink before finally exiting the room.

I stared at the door for a little while longer before returning my attention to the task at hand. I had just removed my jacket before I started ranting.

"So J, what the hell happened to the container vans?" I asked Jasper. "Those were supposed to be in the docks early yesterday morning so we could have loaded those fucking cars."

"That's why Alistair is waiting for me in the warehouse," he informed me. "He'll be explaining what happened. You wanna come?"

Since I didn't have anything more important than to ensure the fucking cars were shipped, I nodded in confirmation. Jasper rode with me while the others followed. The warehouse was a worn down building two miles away from the office.

I stopped the car in the middle of the big, vast vacant area at the back of a dilapidated building and stepped out of my car. The place had a small-like bodega building that would enable us to do shit and kept it hidden from prying eyes of neighbors as well as the cops.

My men, who were not expecting to see me, seemed to tense up and made themselves look busy. I saw Alistair hurriedly walk towards Jasper and me in agitation. He knew someone amongst his men fucked up; however, it was his responsibility to oversee, so he was the one who needed to answer to me. My sunglasses were concealing the anger I was feeling, but my stance obviously did because as soon as he was near, he started to make apologies.

"I am sorry boss, but the middle man from our usual contact didn't deliver and one of the capos didn't deem to inform me earlier about it," Alistair informed me. "Don't worry boss, I've already settled the matter and I assure you there will be container vans for the cars today." He scratched his head, unsure of my reaction to the excuse.

"Those cars are becoming hot!" I yelled so everybody within a few feet could see that I was furious. I saw some of them flinch and I internally congratulated myself. These fuckers need to be reminded that I don't take screw-ups lightly. "We need to fucking ship them now! Or dispose of them here, and if that happens someone would fucking pay for this fuck up!"

"Alistair, you fucking make sure it's settled or I'll fucking have the head of your man," Jasper hissed at Alistair since he knew the importance of this shipment. If we lose this, we not only lose millions but also our contacts in Hong Kong, which would certainly be a bitch.

"Um, actually I was just settling it," Alistair said in a tense voice. "The middle man is here." He pointed to a naked man tied to a chair in the middle of the dark building.

I didn't acknowledge what he was saying, but just strode inside. I didn't go near the man in the chair; however, I just stood there, lit a cigarette, and waited for the show to begin. Jasper was beside me, clearly contemplating what to do. He turned to me and gave me a wicked grin as if to ask for permission. I knew what he wanted, so I nodded in agreement. He removed his jacket as well as the gun tucked in his waist and gave it to Marcus, who was standing nearby. He said something to Alistair who walked away to come back after a minute with something in his hand. He handed a stun gun to Jasper.

I grinned at that. Jasper had this innocent looking shit about him, but he was definitely not that. He loved a fucking torture, and his signature move was to taser his fucking victim on the balls!

I heard the man shout like a fucking pig and knew his balls just got fried. After a couple more grunts and shouts, and only after Jasper was satisfied, did he allow the man to be released from the chair. He was unable to support his weight and fell down to the floor as he whimpered and clutched his balls in his hands, crying like a girl. He stood up and wobbled as he did, confusion and fear evident on his ugly face.

Alistair handed Jasper a bat and he swung it right on the man's legs. I heard another cry before I turned around to walk towards my car.

"That's fucking right you asshole," I heard Jasper's shout amidst the cries of the man. "You're going to be a fucking example to everybody. Nobody screws with the Cullen's!"

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Jasper did a number on the man in the warehouse, and I was sure he didn't fucking survive the maniacal onslaught of my underboss. We left the mess behind, assured that Alistair would know what to do with the body.

Once back in my office, I focused my attention on other matters that were also important. Eleazar, who was in-charge of the New York/Boston area, flies here once every month for a blow-by-blow account on what was happening there. Jasper also makes monthly inspection in said areas.

Elly, how was Boston?" I asked. For the next hour, we discussed most of the swags that were transported properly between the two areas as well as some minor problems with the police.

"I told you if we couldn't get Jackson, we just fucking clip him!" I hissed. A certain detective by the name of Paul Jackson was not willing to be bought at the usual rate we offered, but wanted more money. It was much more than I was willing to part, and he was just a fucking detective who thought he was indispensable just because he could do some fix for us. It would surely cost a little less to just dispose of him rather than buy him off.

"That could be arranged boss. Are you sure of this?" Eleazar responded, waiting for my confirmation. I nodded and he knew he had only 24 hours to ensure that Jackson would be dead. It was the standard time I allotted for the contracts to be completed properly; unless, I say so otherwise.

When everything was in-order, Eleazar said his goodbyes, and left Jasper and me alone in the room. Jasper ended the call he was having before turning around and facing me. He sat down on one of the couches, his elbow on his knees as he looked at me with a smirk on his face.

"How's your wife, boss?" he mocked me.

"I knew it was only a matter of time before you made some shit comment of sorts," I said as I tried to look fierce, but failing miserably as he smirked at me.

"So?" he asked, his expression clearly curious. Aside from Alice, he also had to endure my musings about Bella the whole 3 years, so I couldn't blame him if he warranted an explanation. He knew that after I had asked him to leave yesterday there would be some confrontation, and he was dying to know about it.

I let him stew for a bit before answering; He was now frowning at me, clearly irritated.

"Well she was exhausted from last night's activities, that's for sure," I deadpanned, looking at him innocently. I intentionally delayed telling Jasper what transpired yesterday just so I could get the satisfaction of seeing him, the ever calm and patient one, become a teeny bit rattled from irritation.

He scratched and shook his head as I gave him a wide grin. He grinned back.

"Asshole," he said to me. "I knew something happened to have put that stupid grin which had been plastered all over your face the whole morning."

"Goddamn J, she said she loved me."

I still couldn't believe how easy Bella forgave me. The desolation I felt after she left me in New York wasn't even a consideration for her to grant me her forgiveness, but she gave it anyway. I couldn't say I wasn't happy about her accepting me back, though. To be completely honest, I was fucking ecstatic! However, I hadn't confessed the stalking part, and I had a feeling she would be more than pissed about it. "I still cannot believe it."

"Fucking A, you're one lucky bastard," he clipped, quite in shock. "I really wanted to see her deck you…that would be so fucking hot!" He said a little too happily.

Jasper was fiercely loyal and trustworthy, and I was grateful I had him for a friend. I was also honored he agreed to be my underboss. He was the one who supported me on everything that had to do with Bella.

I checked my watch and quickly called Bella on her phone.

"Hey baby," I said, smiling as I heard her sweet voice. "Where are you?"

"I'm with Alice," she said in a clipped voice. "She dragged me out of bed to go with her, and I really want to strangle her! Your sister thinks she can boss me around!"

I laughed at that. Alice may be small but she was a force to be reckoned with. "Then why are you letting her?"

"Because I want to have a friend here in Chicago. Besides, she is your sister so she is family now."

I smiled at her reasoning. She wanted to show that she was tough, but underneath she was still the sweet girl I met three years ago, although, she was much less fragile. "I told Seth that you could use the Lambo. Did you?"

There was silence on the other end, and suddenly I was nervous. "Bella?"

"Seth isn't with us," she whispered against the phone. "I just rode with Alice and-"

"Fuck!" I shouted. I stood from where I was sitting and paced. "Goddammit Isabella, why didn't you fucking bring Seth?"

"Why would I bring him?" she snapped, her voice rising in anger. "Quil is here-"

"I don't fucking care if Quil is with you," I snapped back at her. My anger and panic was getting the best of me as I was losing control of this conversation. "Shit!"

I was really getting agitated. It was known I had wed; therefore, making Isabella a primary target to get to me. That's the fucking reason I turned Seth over to be her personal bodyguard because I trusted him with my life, and she is my life. However, the problem was she was so fucking stubborn! Goddammit!

"Where are you?" I roared.

"Don't you fucking raise your voice at me just because I don't always listen to what you tell me to do," she shouted. "Go to hell!" Then all I heard was silence.

She fucking hung up on me! I quickly strode out of my office as I dialed Alice's number.

"Ali, where the fuck are you?" I hissed.

"Edward, we're fine. Bella is so miffed at you this minute. You're in a whole lot of trouble," she said in a frantic voice.

"Goddammit Ali, just answer my fucking question!"

"You are such an asshole!" she spat. I didn't need for her to hang up on me too, so I resorted to pleading.

"Please Ali," I said. My heart was beating fast as the seconds went by. "I can't explain it now, but I need to get to Bella."

"We're in the Hya," she said before she hung up. What the fuck? That's the second time around today that someone's hung up on me.

I gunned the car, maximizing the speed it could go to reach Bella as soon as possible. They were at one of the popular restaurants in the city. Before I stepped inside, I saw Seth in one of the tables inside trying to be the inconspicuous bodyguard. He was clearly trying to respect whatever Bella's wishes were, but at the same time following my orders to guard her with his life. I smiled at his loyalty. I needed to reward him with something big.

I found them at one of the secluded areas of the restaurant having a late lunch. My heartbeat slowed when I saw her safe and happy. I sighed. I might have overreacted.

I quickly sat beside Bella and stared at her. She chose to ignore me and kept talking animatedly with Alice as I kept my eyes on her. I took one of her hands in mine and tugged it softly, which made her turn to me. I gave her one of my most dazzling smile while she arched her brows in question.

"Baby, I'm sorry for shouting."

She turned her attention back to Alice without even giving me a response. Just then, I heard Jasper slide in beside Alice.

"Goddammit Edward, you fucking left me there," he grunted, "You're such an ass!" I then allowed my gaze to shift from my wife to Jasper, cocking an eyebrow.

He just shook his head in resignation. We signaled for a waiter to come over then made our orders.

Bella was still ignoring me and it was pissing me off, but I reined it in. I was not used to this kind of treatment from a woman; however, she was Bella, so I allowed her some liberties. I couldn't do anything about it since I knew she would take her time to torture me on what I just did. Groan.

My phone beeped signaling I just received a message. I flipped it open, and what I read made me see red.

"Ur fucking time will soon be up."

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