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I regarded Masen silently as he stared at me. It was clear he knew what sort of direction this sweetener would be heading in and it was also clear that he was going to be reluctant. Esme's mouth felt fucking divine on my cock but I couldn't help wanting to play with the kid, it was one part lust, two parts the sick pleasure in having him at my feet – subservient. A little blow job, was that too much to ask? Masen frowned as his gaze once again fell on Isabella. She had sat silently through our entire discussion. It appeared as though Masen had wiped a tear from her cheek, though I hadn't noticed her crying. Fucking pansy-assed kid. I had a feeling he had no idea how to keep a girl like these two in line.

I stayed silent, enjoying Esme's attentions, whilst I watched Masen try to process what I was saying. In the end he huffed angrily and slumped back into the chair.

"What the fuck are you talking about now Cullen?"

Anger rose in me at the kids tone, just who does he think he's talking to?

"Watch your fucking mouth Masen", I snapped and he visibly shrank away from me, I smirked, pleased with his reaction.

"What im talking about is a deal. You cant afford Isabella, but you do have something else I want…. And I'm willing to negotiate the price a bit more in your favour.."

He eyed me warily, raising one eyebrow. He again glanced at Isabella before returning his piercing gaze to me.

"Im listening…."

I pushed Esme off me and she returned to her position at my side obediently.

"I will reduce Isabella's price to twenty thousand… that's a whole ten thousand off Masen…"

"Ok… And what else are you wanting in the deal….?" He looked hopeful, maybe this would turn out better than I expected. I stood up, letting my pants and boxers pool around my ankles as my hard cock stood up to attention. I grasped it in my hand, desperately needing some friction and stroked slowly.

"I want you to finish what Esme started, right here, right now."

Any hope I had quickly faded as I watched Masen's eyes glaze and his face drain of colour. Then the fucking idiot started stuttering.

"I…I… no… im not into…. I don't… Mr Cullen… there must be something else… anything… I cant do… that… please…"

I glared at him in my anger. I hated being told no more than anything else.

"Isabella. Here".

She crawled towards me on her hands and knees immediately, Masen's eyes following her the entire way as she closed the distance. When she reached me she kneeled, eyes still on the floor. I growled as I grabbed her head with one hand, the other fisting my cock before roughly pulling her to it and shoving my cock deep into her mouth, I could feel the tip touching her throat. Masen rose to his feet, anger evident in his expression but my furious glare seemed to keep him rooted to the spot as I forced Isabella's mouth further onto my cock, her nose firmly pressed into my pelvis. I kept eye contact with Masen the entire time – eye to eye, two angry men. I saw his anger become evidently more pronounced when Isabella started gagging and struggling against me as I held her still, taking me deeper than ever before and struggling for breath.

"For fuck's sake Cullen" Masen spat.

I grinned at him as I pulled her back. She gasped in a huge breath, saliva dripping down her chin and onto my cock, I made the most of the unexpected lubricant using my free hand to stroke myself firmly for a few seconds as she caught her breath. When she had stopped panting and spluttering I dropped my cock to take her head firmly in both hands. She closed her eyes, obviously knowing I wasn't going to be gentle and mentally preparing herself. I heard Esme whimper softly behind me. My girl was jealous of Isabella! I raised my eyes back to Masen as I started fucking Isabella's mouth in earnest. He looked downright livid as he watched me handling her so roughly. Clearly the kid thought he had some fucked up ownership over the bitch without paying me a penny. I'd show him who owned her. Isabella would do whatever the fuck I told her, no questions asked. The only reason she sucked him off was because I ordered her to. His anger was interesting though; he wanted her - badly. I knew he could get the money and if he was too stubborn to ask mommy and daddy, I would be more than happy to settle for his mouth on my cock, sucking me and swallowing me down….

That thought was all it took to have me exploding into Isabella's mouth loudly. When I was done I let go of her, falling back into the chair behind me. Isabella collapsed forward so she was on all fours, coughing and choking as she drooled my fucking cum all over my office carpet. That ignited my anger again instantly. She knew better. I stood back up quickly, ignore my legs that felt like jelly. Isabella immediately scurried back onto her heels, looking up at me and fighting to get her breathing under control.

"What the fuck! You ungrateful little cunt?" I backhanded her hard across the cheek and her head snapped to the side, "Clean that up NOW. All of it you useless bitch", I was practically screaming at her.

I could hear her sniffling pathetically as she returned to her hands and knees and, as she knew I expected, proceeded to lick every drop of my spilled cum up off the floor as I refastened my pants. When she was done I pulled her up to her knees by her hair.

"You deserve to go to those fucking perverts Isabella and you can thank Mr Masen for it. All you are good for is being tortured and fucked til you're finally dead. No one would care. You're useless. You're nobody." I dragged her over to my huge desk, opening the top drawer, "maybe I should just save us all the fucking effort and put a bullet in your brain now."

I pulled out the gun I always kept in my desk, cocking it before pressing it to her temple. Her whole body trembled as she let out a terrified whimper, clamping her eyes tightly closed. Before she could even start to beg Masen was there, getting between us. In my surprise at his sudden appearance he managed to grab the gun and aim it towards the wall which prompted Isabella to break down into sobs and as I released her she crumpled to the floor.

"What the fuck are you doing Cullen?" Masen screamed in my face, "you damn near suffocated her the way you fucked he, you're lucky she didn't vomit the entire contents of her stomach up onto your fucking precious office floor".

I quickly twisted my hand out of his grip and before he could react, had brought the butt of the gun down on his temple. He stumbled back against the desk, clutching at his head and the small trail of blood there.

I lowered the gun casually to my side, but intentionally in Isabella's line of vision. As I spoke I kept my voice deadly quiet.

"Go and clean yourself up. Now."

She practically ran to the adjoining bathroom, shutting the door quietly behind her. I returned the gun to my desk drawer, feeling Masen's eyes on me the whole time. Decision made, I pulled out a small, glossy black card from the tray at the back of the drawer, almost like a credit card. Turning to Masen I held the card out to him, he took it gingerly.

"Come back here, 9pm Wednesday. Make sure you bring that card to be granted admittance."

He frowned at me.

"But, the club isn't open Wednesdays", I was already halfway across my office to where Esme sat trembling where I'd left her. I ran my hand soothingly through her hair.

"9pm Mr Masen. Don't be late, you wont want to miss the party. Oh, and dress smartly Masen."

I didn't wait for a response, instead turning to face Esme and pulling her up to standing before catching her lips in a heated kiss. I vaguely heard Masen exit the office, but at that point my mind was otherwise occupied.

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Thanks for the reviews, glad you guys are liking where the story is going! Lets try for 10 reviews on this chapter for the next update?

I have managed to get this chapter and another couple written today (work was slow!) and I was as surprised as you guys will be with what's coming up, very tough situation coming that I hadn't planned but just seemed to pop into my crazy head as I was typing. Some of you probably wont like it but it might make any of those still on the fence end up firmly "Team Edward"…. Maybe! I know I said things will be getting better for Isabella soon, and they will be, but it seems that things have got to sink just a little lower for her first… Don't hate me, please!

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