I stood at the entrance, wrapped up in my long trench coat, just the skimpy lingerie on underneath, it was the most I ever wore unless I was taken out for a rare appearance at some event. I had seen the last of the dancers off, it was my job to ensure all their money was collected and everything was in order with them before they left. Any dishonesty on their part I was held accountable for so I had learned to be pretty hard when it came to the girls. They thought I was Mr Cullen's girlfriend of course so they didn't fuck with me too much, but they hated me, the dancers at least. Some of the girls who were here in a similar situation to me - Jessica for example – knew the truth and only pitied me. Jessica once said that no matter how bad she had it with Michael Newton, at least she wasn't stuck with the sadistic fuck that was Carlisle Cullen. Even Newton feared Mr Cullen. Lucky Fucking Me.

I looked at the clock behind the bar, it was gone 3am. Nearly 2 hours since Mr Cullen left me on office his floor. I'd been waiting over an hour for him as commanded. He was still here, I knew that much as his car was still parked outside. I didn't want to know where he was or what he was doing so I just waited obediently. I'd wait here all night rather than risk his wrath by searching around the club.

Suddenly the door crashing open from the bar across the large dancefloor drew my attention. I saw Felix and Demitri bodily dragging another man between them. As they drew closer I recognised him as the twitchy young guy I'd taken the order from earlier. Edward his name was. He was attractive. Fucking hot infact if such things ever caught my attention anymore – they rarely did. He was that attractive that you just couldn't not notice it. He was a regular here; always came alone, always sat at the same table and rarely bought many drinks, maybe two or three a night. He'd spend most of the night watching the girls on the stages then would always request a private dance after. He'd requested me once apparently, Emmett told me. Edward used to flirt a bit with me, clearly not knowing at that time that I was off limits whilst at the club. I was Carlisle's property and although he didn't mind showing me off in public, I was never to be taken into the private rooms or manhandled in any way. I knew what went on in there, and Carlisle I guess was possessive. Or territorial. May as well describe him as the animal he is. Either way, it got me out of degrading myself further at least. It was just disappointing he wasn't always like this, just the mere thought of Mr Cullen's "parties" had a shudder running through my body. They were a new kind of hell the last few months. Anyway, Emmett set Edward straight and he'd always kept a polite distance since then.

But now, he looked like a different man. His face was red, eyes bloodshot and he'd clearly been crying. Felix and Demitri propped him on his feet at the door, just a couple of feet from me. I shifted subtly back, not wanting to draw attention to myself or get involved in whatever the fuck had been going on here. Edward obviously caught my movement as he eyes snapped up to me, almost as if he expected me to attack him or something. As I regarded him I noticed that he was holding his left hand to his chest, his fingers and much of his hand hidden beneath the leather jacket he wore. I didn't even want to see the damage Mr Cullen had done to him for whatever offence he had committed. I could imagine it well enough.

Mr Cullen approached then, all smiles, and strode straight up to me, gripping my jaw tightly to tilt my head up as he pulled me to him, his other hand slipping inside the coat to grip my ass and pull me flush against his body as his mouth devoured mine in a deep, hungry kiss. He pulled away after a few seconds and then raised his hand to my cheek. I couldn't help flinching away, expecting a blow, but he just caressed my cheek gently.

"Such a good girl waiting for me all this time. You can thank Mr Masen here for that. His stupidity held us all up. See Mr Masen, you kept this beautiful girl waiting out here for me for the last hour…"

Mr Cullen turned to me, his hand gripping tightly at my waist, so that I was facing Edward. I saw the pained look on his features as he took me in. He looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here.

"Im sorry… It wont happen again", he spoke softly, barely above a whisper.

Edward's words were directed at me but I had a feeling they were intended for Mr Cullen.

"Good boy Mr Masen", Cullen grinned at him then pulled the coat off of my body, leaving me standing before all 5 men in just a thong and bra. I didn't even attempt to cover myself, I was used to such humiliation. "Now, Mr Masen got me all hot and horny but wouldn't put out Isabella, so you'll have to take his place.. You can thank Mr Masen for the night of hot sex you're going to be having when we get home too…"

He laughed as he slapped my ass hard, before dragging me out of the club and towards the car. I looked briefly over my shoulder to see Edward being shoved towards the pavement by Felix. He caught my eyes briefly, a look of sympathy on his face, before he headed quickly away from the club as I turned back to Mr Cullen.

Short chapter but will post the next one later tonight, im just on the way out so thought I'd get this one up before I leave. Disappointed with the response the story has got so far though!