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Chapter 39

Bella's POV

Song for chapter:

Stereo Love by Edward Maya & Vika Jiguilina

Previously on UISY…

Squatting down to her level, I ran the tips of my fingers against the soft skin of her cheek…wanting to show her I cared, but this time I wasn't letting her off easy.

"I love you baby," I crooned before harshly demanding she get up and fight.

"Get the fuck up, princessa," I growled while circling her still form on the floor…her eyes never leaving mine yet anticipating my every move. "You wanted a fight…well you'll get one…no mercy…nothing!"

Slowly she arose from her spot on the ground and faced me in her fighting pose once again…hopefully the end of this fight wouldn't break us more than our bones would already be.

I could see it in his eyes that he was done taking the abuse I had unleashed on him thus far.

Maybe I had taken it too far with the last elbow to the face, but I felt cornered…his lack of trust and confidence in my abilities making it too difficult for me to distinguish between him and any one of my enemies.

Don't get me wrong…I knew it was him, but when it came to work, I'd learned to separate myself and let my instincts take control.

My father had instilled this very thought within me from a young age…maybe even before my real training began. He was a man of few words, but when he sat down to give advice…you took it.

"Bells, baby, I know this might not make much sense now," he would start, "but I want you to listen and pay attention." He always waited for my responding nod before continuing. "Some day, when you take over the family business, you might…no scratch that, you will be put in a position where you might have to defend or take on someone you know. Don't be afraid or cower away. Face this threat as if it were any other and handle your business as such."

"What do you mean, Daddy?" I would ask as my young mind couldn't comprehend how I could attack or fight a friend.

"What I mean sweet girl, is that you need to learn to separate what we adults consider to be pleasure from business. Don't ever let the two mix; as the ending could be deadly for you. Separate yourself from your feelings, just defend yourself and terminate…never let the feelings of love or friendship cloud your judgment…protect yourself above all else, sweetheart, and never give your back to your opponent…not even to those you trust the most."

Somehow I get the feeling he'd known, all along, it would down come to this… Edward and I fighting for control over each other. He'd drilled this concept into my brain for my safety… and for his piece of mind that when the time came I could stand by my god given right to do my job with none of his interference.

Valuable lesson, dad.

So now here we were, my bad boy standing…towering over me with a look of sheer determination etched on his handsome features. His need to bend me to his will overriding all the love his heart held for me and me, still lying prone on the floor…matching his intensity and trying to make him see reason.

At this point I knew there was no return and I hoped this 'tiff' wouldn't break all we had created between us.

"Get up, princessa…we need to finish this shit now!" My panties dampened to the point of no return with his forceful tone.

How he could do this to me while I was trying desperately to hold onto my anger and not rush over and wipe his face…tend to his bruises, I will never know.

I didn't move, just glared at his form and made the universal sign for 'back the fuck up'.

He moved…not much, but enough where I could protect myself from what he might do.

"Ready?" he questioned.

"Been ready."

Extending and arching my back, I used the floor to catapult me up into a crouching position…his eyes glazed over and I used that to my advantage, managing to kick out his leg. He was angry on the way down and managed just in time to turn his body and land on me.

"Oomph!" The air left my lungs…he was extremely heavy.

His hands automatically took a hold of mine and pinned them down harshly…digging my wrists into the hardwood floors. "I will admit to loving the look of you under me…defenseless and ready for my cock," he sneered.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I spat while bucking my hips hard…hoping to hit him where it hurts all the little boys. This only infuriated him further. His knees roughly pried my thighs apart…digging hard into the muscles and causing me to whimper in pain.

Cock to pussy we now laid and while I wanted to murder the bastard, I couldn't help the desperate moan that escaped my lips…he smirked.

"Agree to my terms, baby…please just stop fucking fighting me and I'll give you what you want." My ire peaked. Did he not realize I was as stubborn as he?

I would admit to being trapped and him having learned that giving me space to maneuver was a no no, my only line of defense left was to head-butt him. Arching my neck back, I came forward with enough force to damage his nose further and for my eyebrow to now be split.

Blood poured from our faces and while I was proud of stunning him and changing our positions to my advantage, I felt sick…he was bleeding profusely and cursing up a storm…maybe we should stop?

I mean, was all the blood and the bruises worth it?

I no longer thought so.

"Edward…are you okay, baby?" He only groaned beneath me and glared at me with the one eye that wasn't swollen…shit.

Tenderly I reached forward to caress his cuts, but he batted my hands away and with a hard buck of his own hips, sent me tumbling back. My back hit the corner of his desk, the oak digging into the column of my spine and I couldn't help the scream that escaped…fuck that hurt.

"Shit…fuck…Bella, are you okay?" he asked as his eyes frantically searched mine for any sign or signal that I wasn't. I wanted to kick him where it hurts again…I wanted to bang his body into the very desk that had knocked me on my ass, but I couldn't.

We were an evenly battered pair.

"I give," we both conceded and just laid on the floor trying to catch our breaths.

"I'm sorry," he began after a few minutes. "I didn't mean to buck you off so hard, I was just pissed at how badly you were kicking my ass." I couldn't help but laugh.

"Bad boy, you are too biased…we are both fucked up here."

"Can we just stop? Fuck, as much as I hate to admit what I'm about to say…you were right…you don't need me to protect yourself."

"I never said I didn't want you to help me…just not interfere. Trust me like I trust you…that's all I ever wanted."

"I promise, I will," he crooned into my ear before lying a tiny kiss behind my ear…when the fuck did he get so close?

"Thank you," I moaned and turned my head to kiss his poor abused lips.

Edward's POV

Her lips turned just as I was about to kiss the small bruise forming along her shoulder…the impact of the table leaving a bigger mass of damage than I'd originally thought. I never wanted to hurt her, god knows I tried to keep my control, but her persistence and anger made my own arise and look at where this landed us.

I was bruised and battered and she wasn't faring any better…was this worth it?

Tenderly her tongue swept along my lips…trying to sooth the split in my lip…rectifying what her own hands had caused. I could tell that she felt remorse by how she kept running her fingers through my hair and the amount of tears now running down her cheek…my poor girl.

"I'm so sorry bad boy." I shushed her and pressed my lips to hers harshly, at this moment all I needed was her…not an apology for something which we were both to blame.

Her lips opened hesitantly…afraid to hurt the cut there.

I wasn't having any of that.

Pinning her beneath me, I pressed my entire frame to her smaller one and devoured her as I had wanted to for the past two hours. I was demanding. She moaned as our flavors combined and I couldn't help but press my cloth covered cock against her core.

An unsurpassable amount of heat bloomed within me as her fragrance hit my nose…I was a goner to her feminine wiles.

I moaned, growled and unleashed everything I felt for her in that kiss.

Tongues battled.

Teeth clashed.

Souls collided and became one.

"Fuck princessa, I need you…fuck, I need to be in you now!" She shuddered and mewled, body arching and rubbing all over me like a cat in heat.

"Oh God bad boy, take me baby…fuck, make me yours again." I was off and pulling her with me before the last syllable left her lips. Marching over to my desk, I backed her into it…gently this time… admiring her lithe form as it draped over the one place in my house I spent making all the family's business decisions.

My desk.

She looked as if she belonged there…always…not just as we fucked or made love, but by my side.

"I want you here Bella…not just now as I take what's mine, but always…by my side…my equal."

Her almond eyes which were now glistening with unshed tears, stared deeply into mine, a small smile playing on her lips and her arms completely surrounding my neck.

I felt her love and gratitude…it was written all over her lips.

She pulled me back down towards her lips and kissed me with so much passion that I was momentarily paralyzed. And I was, until she began to bite and suck on my bottom lip…I could feel her juicy ones surrounding my pout and firmly adding pressure to her suck.

My mind went south and so did all the remaining blood flow I had in my body.

I was harder than any stone.

"Fuck, baby, that feels good…can't deny I wish it was my cock that was surrounded by those lips." She pushed me back and with her eyes trained on mine, she palmed my cock.

"That could be arranged bad boy," she leered before licking her plump lips and taking with her the last of my taste from them.

I bit my lips.

Decisions, decisions…

I could have her on her knees within seconds…lips surrounding my cock and my girth nestled tightly within her throat.

Or…

I could, just bend her the fuck over this desk and fuck her…hard. Letting out all the frustration and sexual build up that had been banging down my door since I woke up with the little nymph securely wrapped within my arms.

Decisions, decisions…

"You have two choices here, baby… I could A) have you suck my cock while I eat that sweet delectable pussy of yours till you pass out…I want those juices coating every inch of my face, marking me with your cum." Her thighs quivered and my cock ground into her mound with a fierceness even I didn't know I possessed. "You like that don't you…fuck, baby you are my perfect match!"

The wetness coming out of her had surpassed the layers of clothing she wore and were now coating mine…I could feel her.

"Or B) I could just pull these shorts down…destroy those scraps you call underwear and fuck you. Nothing gentle or sweet…I want you in the worst of ways and will have you…your choice…my tongue or cock…what will it be?"

*Ducks from incoming key boards* Sorry guys…there is a reason why I stopped there, I have all the chapters mapped out and have narrowed it down to about four chaps unless Edwards gets talkative and them I'm fucked. He always manages to change things up.

Next chapter hopefully wont take as long to write, all I ask is that you are patient with me as I am trying to finish up some charity pieces and finish writing LMF too,

See you next update…