Sherry rocks!
EDITED 24/04/2015
Chapter 3
EPOV
I tapped the pen on the table as I looked over the figures for the club. I felt edgy, and I didn't know why. Everything was annoying me. I snapped the pen between my fingers and tossed it across the room. If I didn't calm down soon, I knew some prick would end up with his head blown off.
I had to sort myself out.
I opened the drawer on the desk and pulled out a bag of coke, emptying the contents onto the desk. I made myself a line and sniffed it back. I rubbed my nose as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. That was some good, quality shit.
"Boss." I looked up to see Avi standing at the door.
"Come in," I said, motioning him forward. "Close the door."
I leaned back on the chair, my eyes fluttered as I felt the full effect of my high. It wasn't until Avi coughed that I even remembered he was in the room. I offered him the dollar bill in my hand.
"No thanks, boss," he said, shaking his head, before he took a seat.
"Who's watching her?" I asked, anxious to know that she was okay.
"I left Damon watching her."
"You did what?" I roared, getting up on my feet and leaning over the desk. "Damon is fucking unstable at best. Do you have any idea how much she means to me?" I pinched the bridge of my nose. "You shouldn't have let him anywhere near her. I expected more from you, Avi!"
"It's okay boss," Avi said, holding up his hands. "I left him with strict orders to stay out of sight and observe. She was starting to recognize me. I don't think I can get away with tailing her anymore."
I smirked. She was a smart little cookie.
"When we're done here, switch Stefan with Damon and keep tabs on him. I don't want him fucking thinking for himself. If he needs to take a shit, he asks you first. Got it?"
"Yes, boss."
I relaxed back into the chair. "Tell me about her, I want to know more."
Avi relaxed when he saw my tantrum was over. "She's attending Brooklyn College, taking classes in Creative Writing, English Literature, and Journalism. What can I say? She likes to fucking write," Avi laughed, shrugging his shoulders. "I ah … saw some kid talking to her on campus on Monday. She didn't seem to like him much. He was drooling all over her."
Fucking prick. "I want to know who he is," I said, pointing at Avi. "I want to know where he lives. What he fucking eats for breakfast in the morning. I want to know everything this kid does. Get someone on him. "
"Yes, boss."
"Make it Damon." Let the kid get what he fucking deserves. Who the hell does he think he is looking at my woman?
"What else?" I demanded, banging my fist on the table.
"There is nothing much else to report, boss. She went to school Monday and Tuesday, had lunch with her friend Angela, then went home. Wednesday she was working at The Bookstore Café. I thought she had made me so I left and sure enough, she tried to follow me down the street. I called Laurent and got him to sit in the café while she worked and when she finished I followed her home. I stayed outside in the car all night."
"What about her friends from the bar? The ones I sent you a picture of. Did you get me files on them?" I didn't like Carmen and Kate. They were nothing but whores and a bad influence on Bella. They wouldn't be staying around her much longer.
"I gave them to Lena, she's working on it."
"Well, phone her and tell her to fucking hurry up!" I roared.
Avi shifted his weight on the seat. "See, the thing is boss. I haven't been home for three days. Lena is kinda pissed at me."
"Tell her you've been working for me." I didn't have time to deal with his relationship problems. "She's got a problem with that she can fucking come and see me."
"Yes, boss," Avi sighed.
~Relentless~
There was a knock at the door. I looked up to see Jasper walking in. He had a package under his arm. I hoped it was the one he was supposed to be collecting for me.
"Go, get those files from Lena," I said, pointing Avi towards the door. "And get Damon the fuck away from my girl."
"Yes boss," Avi said, getting up and turning away from me. He nodded his head towards Jasper as he made his way out the door.
"Did you get them?" I asked Jasper.
He closed the door and walked over to the desk. "What's Damon been up too?"
"Nothing," I said, motioning for him to open the box.
"Size five, just like you asked," He smiled, showing me the contents.
I looked down at the shoes. They were black sandals with a diamond strap running up the front. She was going to look hot as fuck in these. I could easily picture her wearing the shoes and nothing else. God, I wanted her so much.
"Tell Alice, thanks," I said, shifting my position as I felt my erection push against my zipper of my trousers.
"No need," Jasper said, taking a seat. He lounged back, crossing his legs. "You know she loves to shop … Though she is starting to annoy the hell out of me by asking shit loads of questions. She wants to know when she's gonna meet Bella. She wants to meet the girl that has finally captured your attention."
"Tell her she'll get her chance when the time is right," I snapped.
He nodded. He knew not to fuck with me when I was in a foul mood. I had been in a profane mood ever since I had met Bella and let her walk away from me. I wanted her, she was mine. I didn't want to play these games. I wanted to take her and lock her in my apartment and be done with all of this.
My brothers had convinced me that it would be better if I tried to win her affections rather than go all cavemen on her ass. I didn't know how much longer I could wait.
When I am away from her, I felt like a junkie waiting for his next fix, all I could think about is her. I wanted her, I needed her and more than anything I needed to claim her.
I moaned as my erection strained against the zipper of my trousers. I hadn't seen her in days and look what she did to me.
I grabbed a blank card from my drawer and wrote a note to place in the shoe box.
Bella,
Here's a little something to accentuate your outfit.
I hope you like them.
Edward xx
I tossed it into the box and closed the lid. "Make sure this gets delivered," I ordered Jasper, shoving the box towards him. He nodded and got up to his feet. "When you go downstairs send Tanya up."
~Relentless~
I snorted another line as I waited for Tanya, then relaxed back in my chair with my eyes closed, enjoying the buzz. I let my hand rub against my cock. All I could see were images of Bella, naked, in those damn heels. Thank fuck tomorrow was Friday.
"Need a hand?" Tanya said, smiling from the doorway.
"Come in and shut the door," I ordered her.
I watched her close the door, then she seductively walked over to me. "You know, I was starting to think you were tired of me. It's been too long since you called me up here," she said, smirking as she came to a stop at my knees. She was looking down at me with eyes that begged me to fuck her.
Tanya was nothing, but a whore. She was just trash, that occasionally provided a bit of entertainment. She thought she was more than that to me, and I knew it, but I didn't care. All that mattered was I got what I wanted, when I wanted it.
I lifted the dollar bill off the table and handed it to her and shoved her head towards a line of coke. Maybe if she were high, then she wouldn't talk so fucking much.
"You know I don't like that shit," she said, pushing against my hand.
"Just fucking do it," I ordered, shoving her head down harder. I wasn't in the mood for this bullshit. I needed to be laid now before I ended up exploding in my trousers.
I watched her lean over the desk and snort the coke up her nose. "That's a good girl," I said, pulling the rolled dollar bill out of her hand. "Now bend over the desk and lift your skirt up." I put one hand on her hip, the other on her back, forcing her into position.
"What? No, foreplay?" Tanya asked, standing back up.
"Bend over and shut the fuck up!" I shouted at her, forcing her back into place.
I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out as I looked at her bare ass, but all I could think was this isn't Bella. I felt myself going limp in my hand. What the fuck is wrong with me? I tried stroking it a few times, but that didn't work.
"Get the fuck out!" I finally yelled at Tanya, in frustration. I shoved my dick back in my pants and pulled up the zipper.
"What?" she asked, standing up and looking over at me confused.
"I said, get the fuck out!" I yelled, as I grabbed hold of her hair and shoved her towards the door. She fell down and lay on the floor looking up at me. She was too terrified to move.
"Get the fuck out!" I screamed as I pushed my desk over on its side.
I knew if she didn't get out the room now, then there was only one way she would be leaving here and that was dead.
"Boss?" Garrett called, running into the room, with his gun in his hand. He scanned the room, trying to identify the problem, his eyes landed on Tanya.
"Get her fucking out of here!" I shouted at him.
He grabbed Tanya by the arm and dragged her from the room, without another word.
When they were both out of sight, I fell onto the chair and closed my eyes. What the fuck is going on with me?