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CHAPTER SIXTEEN

BPOV

Although Leah's disappearance was featured in the Seattle news, her body was never found. There were different kinds of speculations in regards to how she had vanished out of thin air, but nothing linked us to her. Being the boyfriend, Jacob was of course questioned at one point, and was lucky to have not been implicated in her disappearance. However, he suspected we had something to do with it and confronted Emmett about it. Unfortunately for him, Emmett didn't like to be interrogated about things like that and became so furious with his childhood friend. It was a good thing, however, that Emmett still thought so much of their friendship or else Jacob would have experienced the same fate as Leah.

The 'Leah incident' allowed Emmett to make some changes in the security of the mansion. He had assigned Benjamin to increase surveillance of the house, including that of the secret door.

Rose updated me on all the happenings in Seattle by phone. A couple of days after that incident in 'the cave', Edward and I flew back to Chicago. He had to fly to Boston afterwards because there were some difficulties regarding a particular swag Eleazar was having problems disposing of.

My husband had to make sure I was safely in his territory before he left me alone. He wasn't confident leaving me in Seattle after the body was found on our grounds. Relenting was easier because I was tired of always arguing with him. Besides, I knew we would end up doing what he wanted to do anyway. Plus, I needed a change of scenery after all that happened in Seattle.

Edward had extended his stay in Boston from two days to almost a week. Seth was left behind to guard me, but the most annoying thing was Edward had also instructed Victoria to stay behind and do the same. That prick! When I called him up to argue about the irritating woman, he just laughed out loud. He insisted he was less to worry knowing his best people were guarding me. The only thing preventing me from kicking Victoria's ass was the promise I made him that I would not cause any trouble whatsoever. Not that she was doing anything wrong, but I was just annoyed by her, her whole appearance and her weird friendship with Edward was pissing me off in a way.

During Edward's absence, I had engaged myself in work-related activities in his hotel. I was still out late one night helping Angela on some events she had planned for the holiday's festivities sponsored by the hotel. We were walking through the lobby when a man blocked my path. He looked so familiar but I was having difficulty placing where I saw him. The way he talked and leered made me remember he was Mike Newton, the disgruntled guest a few weeks before. Fucking shit!

When he touched my arm, I heard Angela gasp. The first incident with Mike was luckily unreported to Edward because it was Angela who would have received the brunt of his wrath. This fucking asshole Mike may have a death wish because he was at it again. His face was inches away from mine, and if he moved a little closer he would be able to kiss me. I was contemplating hitting him myself when Victoria stepped in and pulled him away from me. The shock on his face was evident, but he quickly masked it away and didn't heed to the warning; the obvious anger reflected through Victoria's eyes.

"Well, well, well…." he said, flirtatiously. There was no doubt Victoria was a beautiful woman, and Mike didn't pass up the chance to make a pass at her. "I will really enjoy you two sandwiching me….sucking my cock!"

He had started to lean forward and reach for her, but Victoria grabbed his hand and twisted his fingers. His cry of pain resonated throughout the lobby, so some of the patrons started to look our way. The wicked grin on Victoria's face was an indication she loved every minute of it.

"You fucking asshole! You don't know who you're messing with!" she hissed. His eyes widened, and I saw the fear flash through them.

"I'm…I'm sorry…" he stuttered. The more he begged, however, the more Victoria tightened her grip on his hand, bending it backwards. I was afraid she would break his hand. Not that he didn't deserve it, but we couldn't attract more attention than we already were. I was about to reach out to Victoria when she turned her attention to me and asked if I was okay. Nodding in response, I smiled at her for the first time since I met her.

Satisfied that Mike had suffered enough, she released his hand. Once she did, Mike rubbed his hand and surprisingly went back to being his usual cocky self.

"You bitch! I'm going to fucking sue you! I'll subpoena all these people here!" he shouted. Angela, who was silently observing the whole situation, paled. "You'll fucking regret messing with me!"

Her lips pursed together, Victoria took a step forward and punched Mike in the face. He staggered backwards and fell to the floor. He was holding his nose as he grimaced in pain.

"Fucking, bitch!" he grunted. He released the hand he had covering his nose and saw he was bleeding. I nearly laughed out loud because he looked ready to faint from the small amount of blood. "You fucking broke my nose!" he shouted, wiping the blood with the back of his hand. A broken nose would entail a lot more blood than what was seen on him, so I knew he was exaggerating.

I wished Victoria did break his nose though. He was a major asshole and he fucking deserved it!

Without saying anything more, we left Mike sprawled on the floor still cursing under his breath. Victoria dragged me away, her hand on my arm as she ushered me to my office while Seth followed behind us.

"Good thing I only got his face," Victoria said smugly, as she referred to Mike. "His fucking balls were a better choice than his nose." I liked her more every minute. She gave me a smirk and I did the same.

"I would've loved to see you squash his fucking balls, Vicks," Seth added jovially. "Seeing that motherfucking asshole scream in pain was hilarious!" He chuckled as he fished a pack of cigarettes from his pockets. "You should've added that amazing kick of yours to that punch!"

"Well, Boss will definitely have my head if I disrupted the order of his hotel," Victoria responded nonchalantly. She was sitting on the arm of one of the chairs as she focused on Seth, who was playing with the pack of cigarettes in his hand.

Listening to them, I could guess that they were friends. Their easy banter was proof of that. I was so busy musing about their relationship that I wasn't aware she was staring at me intently.

"Besides, I think he plans to give this hotel to you," she said knowingly. That information came as a shock to me. It seemed she was closer to Edward than I expected because she was privy to some personal stuff. This irritated me.

Why in hell did she know Edward was giving me the hotel? I wasn't even informed about it! Dammit, Edward was so fucking dead! He wasn't supposed to be discussing these things with her no matter how close they were. I was his wife!

When he comes back I'm going to have a talk with him! I was pissed that he had left me with Victoria, but finding out he was talking to her about some important shit just made me even angrier with him!

Victoria's gaze lingered on my face then suddenly went lower. It was as if she was giving me the once over, making me uncomfortable. When her eyes returned to mine, it was dark with desire. I shook my head and tried to clear my thoughts. I must have been hallucinating things since I had been here all day long and was exhausted. I think it's time for me to go home.

I stood up and she did the same. I hadn't realized that Seth had already gone outside and we were the only ones left inside the office. Victoria put her hand on my arm as she ushered me out the door, this time feeling her rub my skin. My mind wasn't making this up, so I turned and scowled at her, but she just laughed.

Fucking shit! Don't tell me she's what I think she is. I pulled my arm away and walked ahead. If she made another move like that, I would be forced to take her down. I didn't need a woman to feel me up!

Fortunately, no more incidents like that happened again the whole ride home. This was another thing I had to talk to Edward about. I was sure he knew whether Victoria was gay or not. It really didn't matter if she was, as long as she wouldn't try anything with me.

My arrival at the penthouse reminded me again of how much I missed Edward. His smell lingered in our room, and I wanted so much to pack up and fly to Boston tonight.

I had just laid down on our very big bed when my phone rang. Knowing it would be Edward calling, I scrambled to get it.

"Hey baby," I answered, breathless from the frantic search of my phone. My anger at him was forgotten. I wouldn't start a fight now. Definitely not when I was missing him so much.

"Hi, babygirl," he said. "I fucking miss you!"

"When are you coming home?" I asked petulantly. "I want you here!"

"I don't fucking know yet, babe," he replied sadly. "I'm doing everything I can to get home tomorrow. But if that doesn't work out, I'll be there the day after."

"Mase," I pleaded, pouting even though he couldn't see me. "Please."

"I'll be home soon, babygirl," he said softly. "Don't worry. I'll make it up to you when I get back. I promise." His voice was suddenly hoarse, and I couldn't help but miss him more. "Besides, you have that appointment with Clutterbuck tomorrow."

I groaned out loud in protest. The idea of having a chip inserted in me still bothered me, but I did promise so there was nothing more I could do about it. Clutterbuck was the doctor who would do the implant of the tracking device. "Are you sure he's a fucking doctor? The name alone is kind of weird, Mase."

He laughed that sexy laugh of his. "Babygirl, don't judge the man by his fucking name. He's one of the best. In fact, he did all of us, so you don't have to worry."

Dr. Clutterbuck was a plastic surgeon with a private practice in Chicago. Accordingly, he was the best in his field. I really didn't know how he started working with the Cullen's, but all I knew was he was good at keeping the implantation a secret, and for that he was well compensated.

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I just came from the doctor and now I had a small cut, about an inch on my left shoulder blade. The implants were done subcutaneously. The device was so small it looked like a grain of corn. It took only around half an hour for the procedure to be done. Dr. Clutterbuck looked as weird as his name was – crooked nose, big wide ears and a left eye that twitched. But he was soft-spoken and had a kind demeanor that made me immediately comfortable, convincing me that everything was looking good, and there was nothing to be worried about.

Alice was waiting for me when I came out of the clinic, sporting a wide grin.

"So now you're really one of us," she said chirpily. She had driven the Lambo and was handing me the keys. Her actions confused me as I just stared at her, my frown deepening. However, she grinned widely.

"Well Bella," she continued, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "You're about to do what we do after an implantation…in style." She nodded towards the sports car. "Edward just landed, and you'll have around a thirty minute head start. Don't waste it, he drives fast." I gasped, suddenly realizing what she meant. With a mischievous smile plastered on her face, she nodded in confirmation as she realized I understood what she meant.

"I can't come with you because they can track me down. And this car is the only one that doesn't have a tracking device built within it…yet." She frowned and literally pushed me forward. "You have to go, Bella. Edward will surely be pissed, but I just can't help taunt him when it comes to you." She opened the car for me and made a gesture with her hand for me to get in. "I made sure you have all the things you needed there. Now, go!"

My heart was thumping so loud from the excitement and the fear. I scurried from where I was standing and quickly slid inside the car. "Be safe!" Alice's voice was the last I heard before closing the door of the car.

Dammit, where the fuck will I go? Deciding I didn't have time to plan ahead, I put the car into gear and gunned it. Let's see if this implanted microchip really works. Alice wanted to check whether the device was working or not by making Edward chase after me. It was risky, but it would be fun too. I doubted if Edward would agree with me on the latter.

I shrugged at the consequences. One thing I was sure of, Edward would be pissed at what Alice had planned.

I quickly made my way out of the downtown area and into places I wasn't familiar with anymore. I didn't know how long I was driving but I figured Edward knew about this by now. My phone started ringing insistently, but I didn't bother answering it because I was sure it was Edward. If he wanted me, he should come and find me.

He had told me he would be arriving tomorrow but instead his flight was today. Maybe he thought to surprise me but it seemed it was I who would be surprising him.

I maneuvered the car smoothly along the stretch of highway, not really caring where I was going. I wanted this not to be an easy chase for him. A competitive bitch - that was what I was. My phone hadn't stopped ringing, so I pumped up the volume of the music to drown out the ringing.

Hours had passed, and it was only when my stomach grumbled in hunger that I slowed down the car, suddenly realizing I was in the slum area of God knows where. People stared at my car as I slowly passed them. This was a very expensive car to have strolling around dilapidated houses and buildings. I needed to get out of here, but I didn't know where I was.

A couple of blocks away, I saw two teenage boys standing at a deserted street. It was already late afternoon so there were very few people roaming the street.

I slowed my car and stopped right in front of where the boys were sitting and rolled down my windows. They didn't make a move to come closer but only looked at me with curious eyes. They continued to stare as I contemplated on what to do next. Needing information, I decided to get out and get this over with. Before getting out of the car, I touched the cross to check whether the knife was still attached to it. Being in an unknown place with a very expensive car, I could easily be mugged.

Confident that I could do this without a hitch, I made my way towards the two young men. They looked young, but their skin was etched with tattoos. Boy number one was ogling me, and was staring at my legs as I walked. The other boy just stared at me while he smoked his cigarette.

Boy number one was a black boy, who grinned as he raised his eyes to me. He had a chipped front tooth that was quite conspicuous when he smiled. Chippy. I winked at him and started to talk.

"Hey boys," I purred, trying to seduce them. "Do you think you can help me?"

Chippy just nodded as he continued to grin stupidly. The other boy just arched his brow in question. Grouchy.

"I need you guys to tell me what place this is," I told them. Licking my lips purposely to tease them. "I would pay you."

"Ah, miss…" Chippy started but was nudged by the other one in the leg.

"What the hell, dude?" Grouchy made a face that told Chippy to shut the hell up before he turned to me. "How much?" he asked.

Pulling out the one hundred dollar bill I had tucked in earlier inside my skirt pocket, I showed it to them. Grouchy snatched the money quickly and inserted it inside his boots. I waited while they smirked at each other. He was taking too long to answer. What the fuck? My hands on my hips, I tapped my foot as a sign I was getting impatient. Chippy was ogling me once again and I was pissed! I wouldn't allow them to screw me over. Grouchy grinned smugly, thinking he had played me. Fucking stupid kids.

I moved closer to him and leaned forward. With a flick of my wrist, I had detached the knife from the cross and was now pressing the sharp object to his neck. From the periphery of my eye, I saw Chippy move towards me but was unable to do anything more because I had removed the gun I had concealed inside my skirt and was pointing it at him. I turned my face slightly towards him and saw he was now fucking pale. Grouchy, on the other hand, was already breathing heavy from fear. His eyes were wide as I pressed the knife harder into his neck.

"You're really stupid, aren't you?" I purred. "Thinking I was just a rich fucking bimbo because of my dress, and my car? BIG MISTAKE!"

Not lowering my gun, I raged against Grouchy. "So now, fucking tell me. Where am I?"

"You're in fucking Grand Boulevard, girl," Chippy said, without pausing. Having heard of this place before, I knew I was definitely in one of the slum areas. Asking for directions out of this area was easier this time. I looked at Grouchy in front of me and saw the smug look he had a while ago was gone as he looked really scared now. I smiled at his fear then slowly raised the knife a few inches from him. "Now, give me back the hundred bucks."

When he handed back the bill, I took a couple of steps backward and ripped the money into pieces. Their eyes widened in shock. I grinned at their stupid expressions then turned around to leave. As I made my way back to my car, I noticed a few more people - most of them men - had appeared out of nowhere during my 'conversation' with the two punks. The men were slowly making their way towards us, so I strode towards my car confidently as if their presence weren't affecting me. Edward would be fucking angry if he knew about this. I slid inside my car and quickly gunned it. I hoped Edward hadn't located my position just yet because I didn't need for him to know I was here.

As quickly as I could, I exited the neighborhood and was on my way again to where my driving brought me. At one point I had to slow down to be able to see the name of the sign, Dolton. I was now in the southern part of the city limits of Chicago.

It was hours since my last meal, and I was now famished. I needed to get food as soon as I could, or else I wouldn't be able to function well.

I had been driving for another half an hour when I saw a McDonalds and decided to quickly grab a bite. It took me almost half an hour to pay and eat my 'Big Mac', the whole time my heart was hammering loudly in my chest, expecting Edward to pop his head inside anytime soon.

Just as I was pulling out of the parking lot onto the busy street, I saw a glimpse of a black car that resembled that of Edward's. Dammit! It had to be him since you did not often see that kind of car as it was so damn expensive.

The black Bugatti was still a couple of cars away, but it was quickly passing cars trying to get near. I needed to get this fucking car moving…now!

Another half hour passed this way with my Lamborghini trying to get away from the black Bugatti, which I was sure Edward was driving.

The destination was of no concern to me. I needed to put as much distance away from him as long as I could. I zoomed past every car and turned at every corner I could. I needed to lose Edward. There was no doubt by now he was fucking livid. At the beginning I was just playing, but as the minutes passed that he wasn't able to catch me, my heart sped up another notch. How was I supposed to know he couldn't get to me as fast as I thought he could?

But my luck ran out when I turned into a corner and into a long narrow side street that led my car into a corner; it was a dead end. Checking my rearview mirror, I saw the Bugatti coming nearer, so I quickly turned off the ignition and ran out.

I surveyed the area frantically and saw an old building. Upon entrance, I realized it was an old abandoned church. As I scanned the dark hall, all I saw were some old podiums set at one side with some broken chairs and tables. I jumped when I heard a loud screeching halt of a car. Shit, Edward was outside! I ran like the coward that I was and tried to look for a place to hide.

"Isabella!" His voice rang through the empty hall. It was hoarse and menacing, and suddenly I was scared. Seeing a curtain just a couple of feet to my right, I quickly made my way to get to it. I was about to hide my body when I heard a hiss. Shit! Edward saw me. Not looking to confirm he was there, I ran again, heaving heavily.

"Goddammit Bella, fucking stop running!"

I couldn't stop because I was panicking. I never heard Edward that angry with me before. A ladder was perched on one side, so I ran to climb it. I had only taken a few steps up when I felt the ladder shaking. I chanced a look downwards and saw he was looking at me with a scowl. I heard him as he slammed his hand on the ladder, before turning around and finding something to pound on the ladder. "Goddammit, Mase! What the hell are you doing?" I shouted incredulously. I couldn't believe he was trying to let me fall off the ladder. He didn't seem to notice my furiousness at what he was doing because he didn't stop his pounding.

There was nothing else I could do but hold on tight as the ladder fell down. My heart was hammering, anticipating the pain the fall would make. Not wanting to see what would happen, I just closed my eyes and held my breath as I felt the wooden ladder slide downwards. It wasn't fast but it wasn't slow either. I gasped out loud in surprise as the cold hard floor I had anticipated hitting never did come, but instead, warm strong arms engulfed me. Opening my eyes to his angry ones, I felt guilty. His face was red and his green orbs were dark with anger as he pursed his lips.

"M...Mase?" I stammered. There was only a few times I seen him this angry, and it scared me. I was holding tightly onto his shirt, never letting go as he continued to walk to wherever he was taking me.

"Bella, you should fucking know better!" he growled, "You made me chase you all night. It wasn't fucking funny!" I knew his concern for me was the reason he was so furious. I should've stopped an hour ago, but I was having fun taunting him.

I heard him kick a chair as he deposited me unceremoniously on a dirty couch I never noticed was there.

"Shit, Mase," I started, as I tried to stand up, but the moment I looked at him, I almost fainted from the lust and anger reflecting back from his eyes. He was starting to unbutton his shirt. "You scared me there, Bella. This was not a game I wanted to participate in," he muttered hoarsely, as he unbuckled his belt. My breath hitched as I moved my gaze to his crotch. "You were dead wrong when you thought you could fuck with me!" His voice held all his anger. "Now, you're going to make it up to me by fucking me. Literally!"

He pulled me up from where I was lying and pushed my face down on the table near us. He raised my skirt up my waist and ripped my panties.

"You won't do that shit again, babygirl. Don't ever fucking play that game again!" he hissed, as I felt him rub my pussy roughly. Contented that I was wet enough, he aligned his cock then pushed inside me forcefully. We both moaned from the intensity of being finally joined together.

"Tell me you won't fucking hide from me again," he muttered angrily as he slammed into me violently. "Tell me!"

"Yes! I'm sorry…oh...oh...I won't do it again," I answered, having difficulty concentrating on anything else but his cock sliding in and out of me.

"Good," he whispered in my ear before he licked the skin there. His hand was still holding my head flat on the table, while he continued his frenzied thrusting.

He fucked me several times more, his anger diminishing a notch each time he came inside me.

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