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A/N : My apologies! So sorry for the delay. There is no excuses that I can give to you this time.

Just to inform you guys, this chapter is unbeta-ed. In fact, the last chapter was unbeta-ed too. Unfortunately, I can't get in touch with my beta ;'(. I've sent messages and emails but no reply so far. I don't know what happened. I hope he's doing okay. If anyone got in touch with him, please let me know. So now, I'm beta-less, with an urgent need for a beta. Anyone want to be my beta, you're more than welcome to drop me a message. You get to read my work first hand and if the arrangement is good, my other future fics too. I've several in pipeline now, if you're interested you can share your ideas with me as well.

Anyway thanks for all your wonderful reviews, follows & favorites. Now, some reviews replies:

lytebrytehybrid88: Haha. I don't think Jake is able to start distancing himself from Emmett. He's in too deep. Haha. Sorry, but Jake won't have any friends! He's a loner and he will be alone with no friends sadly. Haha. No Twilight here. Sorry, mate. There won't be any other characters from the book. As I'm not interested for the story to be constricted as a Twilight AU with all the characters in it. I looked at the story as just a story about Emmett and Jacob.

jessa76: Yes these two dorks are a mess. But in this chapter, I guarantee you, it'll be messier ;D

AcroDancer13: Haha. It's funny that you'd think that way. I thought it was Emmett who doesn't seem to notice that Jacob was there for sex. Emmett just thought that he brought over a pretty young lover to accompany him for a trip. I'm really sure that Emmett does not intend to hurt Jacob at all. Jake is not used to trust people. He always believe that his worth is his body. He never felt close to people. He never know how to deal with someone who cares for him. He doesn't know how to ask for affection except through sex. He thinks the only thing that a man could want from him is sex. And in the end that's what he gave to those men. That's all he knows. But suddenly to have a man, who doesn't demand sex but still wanted to be with him, it shocked him. It made him realize for the first time in his life, that he's not just an object for pleasure. And, I'm glad you like Phoenix. I promise you gonna love him more. :D

TillITryIllNeverKnow: You, are always on point, my friend! I totally agree! I feel like we share the same mind or something. Haha. I love it how you summarize what Jacob felt, entering a new world with Emmett. I agree that that was the moment for Jacob to decide whether or not he wants to be with Emmett with all the risks. He wants to be with Emmett, but there's gonna be some fallout moments for Jacob. I think you gonna love this chapter. Read it and leave your comment, I wanna know what you think about this chapter :D

girl black 20: It's okay! Haha, I totally understand. English is not my first language too. And I'm happy that it doesn't stop you to continue learning. Every one of us is still learning in our life. Doesn't mean that we are good at something we should stop doing so. There's always new things to discover. Keep it up!

Another A/N: Please read the author note below. (So many author note! Sorry XD)

And I'll use you as a makeshift gauge
Of how much to give and how much to take
Oh I'll use you as a warning sign
That if you talk enough sense then you'll lose your mind

Oh and I found love where it wasn't supposed to be
Right in front of me
Talk some sense to me

~ I Found by Amber Run

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Chapter 9 : I Found

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Slow, deep, even breathing. A cool breeze against my cheek, soft fabric against my skin. A lingering warmth covered my body, keeping me safe and tucked away from the big cruel reality. A soft hummed, distant but low, a rumbling in a chest, not enough to wake me up but enough to make me smile in my sleep.

Fingers wrapped around my ankle, warm enough to wake me up from my deep slumber.

I turned my body under the cover, laid on my back as I opened my eyes slowly, blinking away my sleepiness. I glanced over to see the source of my awakening perched on the foot of the bed, smirking at me with tired eyes but still looked ridiculously handsome.

"Buongiorno, bellezza" Emmett hummed, his grip on my ankle tightened for a second.

I kicked his hand off with a pout and buried my head into the pillow and laid on my front, burrowing my body deeper under the cover. I felt Emmett climbed back up the bed, then slowly, a warm heavy weight settled on my back.

"Emmett…" I whined. My brows furrowed as I turned my head to breath properly. Being squished under a muscled Italian hunk was not pleasant to be honest.

I wriggled under him, "You're… heavy, you big oaf." I grunted.

Emmett chuckled and he moved his weight away from me, sliding behind my back, keeping one hand on my waist.

"How was your sleep?" Emmett asked in a gentle voice as he laid soft kisses on my shoulder.

"Fine," I grunted, keeping my eyes firmly shut, "Until someone wake me up so rudely."

Emmett chuckled again and despite my annoyance loving the sound.

I turned my body facing to him, and lifted up the covers. Emmett understood and slide under the covers as we were facing each other. I was pleased to know that Emmett was still nude.

Emmett moved closer, intent clear on his face as he ducked his head in an attempt to connect our lips.

I quickly moved my hand and covered his mouth, a disgusted look on my face, "Not until you brush your teeth."

Emmett gave me a look with a lift of his brow, clearly unamused and reached up to pry my hand, "You kissed me in the morning before."

My mind went back to last week, that morning when I learned about him being a mafia boss. My lips twitched with a smile, but I covered it up, and frowned, "Did I? Can't seem to remember…"

Emmett grinned, knowing I was being playful, "No? How about I remind you then?"

I shrugged, "Hmm… No..." I yelped loudly when Emmett moved above me, quick as a fox, as I chuckled loudly when he tried to wrestle me down and get his morning kiss.

"No!" I was laughing as Emmett pinned my wrist to the bed and straddled me, looking down at me with a predatory grin.

"Got you now, darling." Emmett chuckled. I squeezed my eyes shut waiting for the kiss.

But it didn't come.

Slowly, I cracked my eye open, saw Emmett above me, his skin tanned, blue eyes contrasting against his blond hair, his jaw rough with stubble. I swallowed dryly.

"Say : baciami "

I lifted my brows, "Why?" I asked.

"So I can kiss you."

I shook my head, "No. I don't want a kiss."

"Oh, but I'm sure you want my kiss."

"You're the last person on this planet that I want to kiss." I said, lifting my chin in defiance.

Emmett, the handsome devil, raised his eyebrow quizzically, "Oh?"

I nodded, "Yes. I hate kissing you. In fact, I charge you an extra hundred dollar for every kiss you gave me."

The mafia boss looked a little amused by my words, "Is that so?" He hummed, pressed his naked body onto mine.

I barely contained my gasps as I felt him pressing against my hip, unconsciously spread my legs so that he could settle in between. I looked up into those blue depths filled with mirth, damn him, as I whispered, "I would rather kiss…"

"Kiss…?" Emmett murmured, knowing just how much he affects me even after such little time together.

My heart began hammering in my chest, as I gathered my wits, "I'd rather kiss every other person on this planet than you." I finally murmured. Emmett glanced down at my lips as he hummed.

"I'm sure these lips have kissed many before me," He muttered, and yes, he was right, "But I like to pretend that they are only for me…"

Selfish.

I wanted to tell him that. I wanted to tell him so badly that he was not supposed to think like that. That he got no right to say something like that. Like it didn't mean anything. Like it didn't pained me hearing something like that. Like it didn't make me feel… loved.

I felt fingertip on my lips then, tracing it slowly. Emmett's eyes focused solely on them. I stared hard at him, admired the way the sun reflect on him.

I pursed my lips to kiss the older man's fingertip, "There's your kiss," I murmured slowly.

Emmett smiled as he pressed his finger against his own mouth.

I felt rather than heard a crack as he slipped slowly through my walls.

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Emmett ordered breakfast for us while I sat at the window staring out into the sea, watching the waves breaking over the sands.

I wondered about what to do today. Emmett will be gone again for another few hours, which leaves me again to spend time with Phoenix. Perhaps, I could go shopping. But I have to figure out what Emmett and I would do later too. The possibilities were endless in this city, and I have to narrow them all. I had no idea how tomorrow would go, but I suspected that I'll need to figure that one out as well.

There was so much planning to do, and I was just supposed to spread my legs throughout the trip. But seems like I got some extra work need to do.

What does Emmett do to work?

I flicked my eyes to the yachts and small boats scattered by the sea, biting my lips, wishing for a cigarette, but slipped back into my thought as I heard Emmett closed the bathroom door.

Perhaps he was meeting a buyer, or partner in crimes or a hitman. He smelt like a cheating husband last night, smelling of liquor and smoke on his clothes, but the only marks on his skin was the mark that I had left. Perhaps he had been gambling, raising the stakes for himself with a pretty woman by his side. Let her rolled the dice for him, kissed the small dices for him for a little luck…

I shoved the bit of jealousy that burnt in my heart.

Emmett is an actor, just like me. He'd do it just to keep an image. Emmett would love to gamble too, he was a conman, after all. The risk was a shot of adrenaline, addictive; I felt the same when I met a new client, pretend for them. The possibilities, the suspense, the thrill that would happen. It was new, scary and always entertaining.

We were both the same fucking mess of people and it was hardly to believe that we met each other.

I had the sudden urge to see a different side of Emmett, the mafia boss side. Dealing underground, the breaking of laws, the fiery Italian, ordering his men around. What Emmett would look like when he's working? He had to be different from the smiling, kind eyes man that I know. I imagined he probably would be stony glares, inscrutable face, tense words and grim smiles. He would probably be a stone cold killer with stone cold heart.

He could hurt you, too.

My thoughts interrupted when Emmett came out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around his waist, freshly showered. I escaped quickly to the shower, locked the bathroom door behind me, turning on the shower on as steams filled the room.

My thoughts returned back to what just happened. Emmett was a romantic. Kissing was natural to him. My other client didn't kiss me often not even Simon. So it was a surprise to have Emmett wanting the affection throughout the day.

I wasn't good with affection. I was used to having hurtful words thrown at me, beaten up during drunken slurs or angry clenched teeth. I was used to being used, not appreciated or cast away. I was used to all of that. But this? Affection and attention was all alien to me.

When I came out of the bathroom, covered in bathrobe, Emmett was sitting by the window, eating his breakfast on the table and reading the paper. He was dressed in a suit, white button up shirt with dark blue pants and without a jacket.

I felt his eyes lingering on my back, but I ignore it as I went to the wardrobe and went to pick an outfit. I picked a washed blue skinny jeans and a white button up shit. I combed my hair and tied it into a low ponytail and let the rest of it on my shoulder.

When I turned back, Emmett was looking at me staring with that soft smile on his face, "Come here and eat, before your food gets cold."

I walked over to the chair and sat. I glanced at Emmett across the small table before reaching over to lift the silver cover from my plate. Bacon, eggs, an English muffin and fruits. That was a lot of food.

I hesitated for a moment before picking up a shining fork, but Emmett was quick to noticed, "What's wrong? You don't like the breakfast?" He asked.

"Nothing. It's just that it's quite a lot. I can't finish all."

Emmett frowned a little looking at my plate and then back at me, his brows furrowed with concern, "You should eat more, sweetheart. You eat like a bird."

I flicked my eyes to him, eyeing him for a moment before chewing as I said, "I need to keep my shape."

"I'm sure you don't have to just because people tells you to" Emmett said as he raised his cup and sipped on the fresh brewed coffee.

Okay, maybe he forgot. Or maybe he deliberately overlook the fact that I'm a whore, a walking wet dream for my clients which includes him. I satisfied their kinks and sex fantasies and it's a job that doesn't leave you much option other than making yourself desirable and a good fuck. But what he said peeved me instantly, because it pained me to know that that is not my reality.

I dismissed the tightness in my chest, sent him a glare as I shrugged off his words, "Well, I have to actually. If I want to keep all my clienteles and keep my job at the same time. Not everyone is gifted with a perfect body or money like you."

Emmett set his cup down on the table slowly. His hand came to a clenched fist while his eyes were wide deep frown marred his forehead. But my eyes were steady on him, calculating, expecting him to say more, and making another assumption about me as if he knew anything about me.

Just like them. Just like all those men.

There was a deafening silence falls in the room, so still the sound, even a soft crashing wave over the beach was echoed in the room.

I was ready to be spiteful, ready to be mean to him. Though I know it's just my lying mouth, but he's right, he's damn right. And I can't… I can't let go those walls.

"I'm sorry," Emmett muttered, his voice a low rumble, "I didn't mean it that way."

Something was squeezing my heart, making it harder to breath. Here I am being a complicated and spoiled whore while this man in front of me, a mafia boss, apologizing instead of bruising my face black and blue.

Why? Why is he different?

I dropped my eyes on the plate, heat flaming my cheeks, shame and guilty featured across it. I sighed loudly, tears threatening to spill from my eyes, as I swallowed the rock in my throat, "I overreacted. I'm just not used to…" I looked away, eyes dropping to my hands on my laps.

Emmett stared at me with furrowed brows, like he was trying to figure me out, before he asked, "Used to what?"

"Used to… this," I licked my lips and glanced over at the blond.

"Sweetheart, I'm not following."

I can't say it. I can't tell him the truth so easily when I trained myself for years to lie. I know I had to be truthful to get Emmett to trust me, but I just… can't.

"I…" I began, eyes looking down again, "I just… I'm scared." It was not exactly the truth, but it was not a lie either.

Emmett frowned deeper, though, "Is Phoenix not enough? I can get another men-"

"No," I interrupted, hating having two 'babysitter' with me, "Phoenix's fine, he's great. I'm not worried about my… protection." I curled my arms around my body, as I stared at the ground.

"Then, what is it? Tell me. Please, Jacob."

"It's not that easy," I murmured, glancing over at a concerned Emmett, "It's just in my head, I guess. Forget I said anything," I shook my head, looking away just as Emmett got up from his seat and went to kneel in front of me. I turned to face him, putting on a curious look.

"You are completely safe, Jacob," the blond murmured, his voice soft and sincere, "You have no reason to doubt me. If Phoenix doesn't make you feel safe, then I'll rush back today and we can spend the day together. It will only be a couple of hours."

A couple hours of what?

I stared at him for a while, but eventually I nodded in agreement, "Okay."

Emmett kissed me again, softly, and I pressed my fingernails into my palms, hoping to draw his strength for myself when I felt the floor was going to swallow me down.

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TBC

A/N : Haha, I promised you drama, and I gave you angst. Haha. It's still drama though right. Okay, next chapter, going to be interesting. Yes, Phoenix fans gonna loveeee next chapter.

A/N 2 : Okay, I just want to let you know that I've seen the results for the poll! It was a razor-thin majority! But I kinda predicted the result actually. Haha. So, yeah. What? Of course, I can't tell you the results. I hate spoiler.

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