Final Chapter of Bound and Dangerous

Vegas was like nothing Bella had ever expected, or seen in her entire life. They had arrived in the dark of night, so as not to draw attention to their arrival. As the limos entered the city limits en route to their hotel, the lights of the Vegas strip were so bright that it looked as if it was daytime. There were people everywhere, and excitement could be felt in the air. It was the city where one could win their life’s dream, or lose it with the roll of the dice.

Their limo pulled up to Bally’s Las Vegas Hotel. Edward had called in a favor with the owner of the hotel to ensure that their party and guests were the only ones booked at the hotel for the next three days. Matthew Allen had been a college buddy of Edward and Jasper’s. They had stumbled on him one night as he was being attacked while walking back from the local bar. He had been stabbed multiple times in the stomach and one large gash on his thigh, which still caused him to walk with a slight limp. Jasper and Edward had gone with him to the hospital the night of the attack. It was there they met Matthew’s father, Roger. He was distraught at what had happened to his son and wanted vengeance for him.

Edward knew that Mr. Allen owned several hotels around the country; his largest was in Vegas, but he had one in Seattle as well. Edward’s father was friends with Roger and he knew that he would want him to help catch the fuckers and make them pay for what they did. The assholes who had done it were easy enough to track down. Once they were caught, there were sliced, diced, and filleted by Edward’s favorite “little” friend, their remains never found. Mr. Allen had been so grateful that he extended his gratitude to the Cullen family. If there was ever a time that they needed anything, it was theirs. Matt was more than agreeable for this opportunity to return the favor, and block off the hotel solely for the Coven’s convention. Of course, Edward was compensating Matthew and his father for the rooms, so it was a profitable venture for everyone.

As they pulled up to the valet stand, Seth saw the extra security team already in position at the front doors. Edward had demanded that security was the number one priority for this weekend, so everyone who was not needed to run the businesses back in Seattle was assigned to the event in Las Vegas. Seth got out of the limo and went over to check in with the security team. It had been all quiet, nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Seth did a survey of the area and, once he felt that it was safe, opened the back door of limo.

Edward exited first, even knowing that the security team and Seth had conducted a survey of area, he discreetly did one as well, because the person coming out next was the most important person in the world to him. The love of his life, his wife, his submissive, and he would never permit anything to happen to her. He would never survive in a world where she did not exist. Once he was satisfied, he reached out his hand and she placed her hand into his.

Bella stepped out and Edward pulled her in close and bent over and placed a sweet kiss on her lips. “Welcome to Vegas, baby.”

“Oh Edward, it is so beautiful.” Bella’s head was practically on a swivel trying to take in all the sights.


“I promise we will come back soon and spend some time enjoying what Vegas has to offer.” Edward assured her. He knew they needed a honeymoon, but with everything that had been happening, there just wasn’t an opportunity; he hoped soon things would die down and they could take some time for themselves. Hell, maybe they’d make that baby they so badly wanted.

Edward and Bella walked into the hotel. The large lobby had white and brown marble floors and the check in desk was a large marble wall with a large gold leaf medallion in the center. Even at 2:30 A.M. the place was a hive of activity. Edward looked toward the desk and saw Matthew walking toward him.


“Edward, it’s been awhile; so good to see you again.” Matthew greeted, shaking Edward’s hand. As he did, Matthew glanced over to see who was on Edward’s arm and couldn’t believe his eyes. She was a true beauty, long mahogany hair, a fucking hot body, with the face of an angel.

Edward saw how Matthew was staring at his wife and he knew exactly what he was thinking. Squeezing Matthew’s hand with a bit more force broke him from his trance. “Matthew, I didn’t expect to you to greet us personally. Let me introduce my lovely wife and partner, Isabella Cullen.”

“Wife?” Matthew questioned, because he knew Edward Cullen as a womanizer and now he was married to this goddess.

“Yes, wife. Do you have everything ready for us?” Edward asked, trying to direct his attention to the task at hand. Matthew had known him during the time when women were good for only one thing and once the goal was met, he dropped them like a hot potato.

“Oh, of course, everything is ready per your instructions, Edward. Your immediate family have been placed in the penthouse suites. The remainder of the Cullen family are located three floors below. The guest rooms are ready and are set according to the specifications that we received.”

“Wonderful!” Edward said as he clapped Matthew on the back. “We would like to retire to our room. It has been a long day.”

“Certainly, let me get the bell hops to get your luggage.” Matthew said.

“No, that will not be necessary.” Edward barked. “Our security team will take care of that.”

“Okay. And let me say, it is a pleasure having you here at Bally’s. I will be staying at the hotel, so if you need anything, don’t hesitate to contact me at any time.”

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“Thank you, Mr. Allen, we will do that. It was a pleasure meeting you.” Bella said in her most authoritative voice. She had seen how Matthew had looked her over, and she would make sure he knew that she was not what he expected. “Edward, dear, take me to bed.”

“Hmm, gladly. Matthew, goodnight.” Edward chuckled, wrapping his arm around Bella and walking toward the elevator.


The next few days were filled with meetings with their guests. Each family head was provided with a detailed booklet that listed every service available for hire. Demonstrations were provided in various conference rooms for each of the teams, as well as interviews with the team leaders. At the conclusion of each demonstration, there would be a meeting to address any questions or concerns. The Coven had made an unprecedented impression on their guests. If the murmurs were any indication, there would be a windfall of assignments coming the Coven’s way.

Edward and Bella had been well received and garnered enormous respect from their guests, each wanting to spend time with the new West Coast power couple. Many of the heads of invited families had been unsure about union between Edward, Bella, and the two most powerful West Coast crime families, but, one by one, their doubts were assuaged, and their respect won. They were impressed by their knowledge and professionalism. It was obvious that they were strictly business, and were extremely capable of providing a successful outcome.

Edward and Carlisle were scheduled to have drinks with an old friend. Edward had asked Elizabeth to stay with Bella in their suite. He knew that she had Seth and the extra security detail, but he wanted someone on a personal level to stay close; Elizabeth was a perfect choice. Bella had been feeling slightly ill and when she woke up this morning, she felt sick to her stomach. After a short time, it seemed to pass. As she sat on the side of bed, she remembered that she had been tired lately, requiring a nap, which was highly unusual. Now she was feeling nauseous, and out of sorts. As she added things up, she was shocked at her conclusions; could she be pregnant? Instinctively covering her stomach with her hand in a protective manner, she smiled and couldn’t help but think about how happy Edward would be. She needed to get a home pregnancy test.

Once her nausea seemed abated, she dressed for the day and went out into living room of the suite to find Elizabeth typing away on her laptop. “Elizabeth.”

“Bella. Are you okay; how are you feeling?” Elizabeth asked, because, instead of the healthy glow that Bella always seem to have, she looked a little pale.

“Actually, I need to go pick up something, but I want it to be a surprise for Edward.”

“Okay, what is it?”

Bella looked around the room to be sure they were the only two within hearing range. Once she was sure they were she leaned in close and whispered. “A pregnancy test.”

“REALLY?!” Elizabeth excitedly asked.

“Shhh. I don’t want anyone to know, especially Edward, until I know for sure.”

“Okay. Are you okay to leave the room or do you want me to get it?”

“No, I’m feeling much better now. I need to get out and get some air.”

“Okay. I will make this happen, I promise.” Elizabeth put away her laptop, and informed her team that if they needed her to contact her on her phone. She was growing concerned by the outages they were experiencing on Roberto Cortez’s electronics. Something was up, and she didn’t like it.

Elizabeth and Bella left the room, followed by Seth and the security detail. When they reached the ground floor, Seth and the detail surveyed the lobby for any threats and, once they felt that it was all clear, Bella was permitted to leave the elevator. Elizabeth locked arms with Bella and chatted as the crossed the lobby.

“Seth, we are going to do a little shopping in the Grand Bazaar.” Bella said. Bally’s had a large array of shops. Bella and Elizabeth went from shop to shop, buying clothes, jewelry, lingerie and some kinky toys at the Lolo Exotic Home Goods store. As they were passing by a pharmacy, Elizabeth gave Bella a wink.

“Bella, I need to drop in a grab some feminine products.” Elizabeth said, making Seth cringe at the thought.

“Oh, Elizabeth, how horrible to have that ruining your week.” Bella smirked.

Elizabeth and Bella walked in and headed toward the feminine product row, which was where they located the pregnancy tests. Picking up several boxes of tampons, liners, pads, feminine wash, and, lastly, five tests they walked to the counter. Seth normally would be following more closely, but he just couldn’t when they were buying those items. Bella paid for the items and they were placed in a bag, which they stuffed in one of their other large shopping bags. With the tests securely in hand, they shopped at a few more shops and told Seth they were returning to the room.

Once back in the room, and after Seth had left to stand guard at the door, Bella pulled out the tests and went to the bathroom. Reading over the instructions, she used one of the available plastic cups from the bathroom to collect the urine for the five tests she had purchased. There was no way she could pee on five test strips. Dipping each test in and placing them on the bathroom counter, face down, the agony of waiting began. She walked out of the bathroom to find Elizabeth waiting for her.

“So?” Elizabeth’s face lit up with excitement.

“I am waiting on the results.” Bella nervously muttered.

“Oh, Bella, come over here and sit down. So, was this planned?” Elizabeth tilted her head, smirking at Bella.

“We have been trying. Edward has been putting his cough, cough all into making it happen.” Bella giggled.

“Damn…lucky girl.”

“Yeah and what about Sean O’Leary? I heard that he has been racking up the air miles for some redheaded lass here on the West Coast. I also heard each and every trip has him leaving with a large grin on his face.”

“Oh, Bella, he is so amazing. I am so happy, but I keep looking around, waiting for the other shoe to drop. It just seems that, every time we turn around, something negative happens.” Elizabeth said.

“Elizabeth, you can’t always look for something bad to happen; look at the bright side and enjoy this time with Sean. He is your match in every way. I can see the love he has for you in his eyes when he talks about you.”

“I love him so much it is scary. I never felt anything like this, even for Tony.” She muttered as she dropped her head.

“Sean is your one true love, like Edward is mine.” Bella tried to console her friend.

Looking down at her watch, Bella saw it was time to check the tests. “Elizabeth, it’s time, will you go with me?”

“Of course, sweetie.”

They walked in the bathroom and over to the vanity. All the tests were turned over facing down.

“On the count of three we start flipping them over, agreed?” Bella asked nervously. Elizabeth stood there nodding her head with a huge grin on her face.

“One, two, three…” They each started flipping over the test sticks to see a glowing plus sign on each. The girls hugged each other, jumping up and down in excitement. Tears ran down Bella’s face and both hands were now placed on her flat stomach. “I am going to be a mother.”

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“And a wonderful mother at that. Bella, I am so excited for you and Edward. I hope one day this will be Sean and me.”

“It will be, have faith. Oh my God, I need to tell Edward, but I think I’ll wait until we get home. I want to make it special. Can you get rid of all these except one and transport it back to Seattle for me?”

“Of course.” Elizabeth agreed, Bella another hug.

Elizabeth took the tests and got rid all but one, which she packaged in a plastic bag and placed in her suitcase. Bella would be getting it from her when they arrived back in Seattle.

Bella sat in the living room of the suite later that afternoon, staring out at the Vegas skyline. She was going to be a mother. A mother. She was carrying Edward’s baby. The smile and tears wouldn’t stop. She never thought she could be happier with her life, but this little person growing inside of her made her rethink everything.

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Edward returned a little while later and found his lovely wife sitting in the living room reading a book. He stood and watched her for a moment and counted his lucky stars for bringing her into his empty life. “Hello, sweetheart.”

“Edward, did you have a nice time?”

“Yes. Gregory is an old friend of Dad’s and wanted to catch up. What did you and Elizabeth do with your day?”

“We went shopping over in the bazaar. I even picked up a few things you might even like.”

“Really and what would those be?” The visuals going through Edward’s mind were endless.

“Why don’t I show you?” Bella said with a sexy smile.

“Well, lead the way, my little minx.” Oh, yeah, this was going to be a good day, Edward thought.

The rest of the afternoon was spent using the toys that Bella had purchased. In the end, the couple collapsed into an exhausted afternoon nap. When they woke up, they began to get ready for the final reception.


The conferences and demonstrations that were conducted had impressed the family heads. Inquiries were made, answers provided, and Contracts were already being negotiated. It appeared that the Coven Commission and Coven were going to be very busy. If the rumors were true, the income expected would exceed both the Cullen and Volturi families combined. Edward and Bella were both convinced that this would alleviate any concerns the family members had at the initial meetings when the idea of the Coven were discussed. Now, it was time for the closing reception.

Edward dressed in his new Armani tux that Bella had purchased him, a crisp white shirt, bow tie, and the Coven cufflinks.


Bella had purchased a beautiful gown for the occasion. The top was a fitted bustier in cream with black lace, with a cream bottom containing inserts of the black lace. She pulled her hair up into an elegant updo and placed the diamond and emerald necklace that Edward had given her around her neck. Looking in the mirror she was pleased with the way she looked. She didn’t look like the same Bella that she was in May; this woman was the Donna of the most powerful family in the country.

“Fuck, baby, you look great.” Edward moaned, wrapping his arms around her and placing a kiss on her exposed neck.

“Thank you. I am excited for this evening to be over with so we can get back home.”

“Me, too. I think we need to have a little session soon, my pet.”

Her heart rate picked up, and shivers rolled down her spine at the thought of returning to her Master’s playroom. Work had put a damper on time they were able to spend enjoying each other in the playroom. “Whatever you think is best, Master.”

“Fuck, baby, you can’t say things like that to me before we have to leave the room. Damn, now I will be hard all night until we get back.”

“And I will take care of you when you get back, I promise.” She purred as she ran a hand down his chest.

“All right, come on, let’s get this show on the road.” Edward grumbled, wanting nothing more than to strip her and bury his hard cock deep inside.

The reception area had been beautifully decorated in the colors of the Coven’s black, white, and red. Bella and Esme had provided detailed instructions on what they required. The tables were covered in white linen table cloths, with black napkins. The place settings were white china with black chargers. In the center of the table was an arrangement of blood red roses in crystal vases. It was a very powerful and elegant presentation. The head table was occupied by Edward and Bella, along with Carlisle, Esme, Michael, and Claudia.   The Coven Commission and their wives were put at a table to the right of the head table and to the left was the table containing the team leaders of Coven, Inc. Dinner was served and the wine and liquor was flowing. All the heads of the families seemed to be getting along, which shocked more than one person.

Bella had been careful about not drinking any wine with dinner. She had been happy that no one seemed to notice that, but, after drinking all those glasses of water, her bladder was screaming. “Sweetie, I need to use the restroom, I’ll be right back.” She whispered to Edward.

“Let me get Seth.” Edward said as he began to rise from his seat.

“No, I will take Elizabeth; it’s just down the hall. We’ll be fine.” She assured him.

“All right, but be careful.” He was trying not to smother her in protection, with all the families in attendance, but he could never be too cautious.

“I always am. Love you.”

“I love you.” Edward stated.

Bella walked over to the Coven team leaders’ table and whispered into Elizabeth’s ear what she needed.


Elizabeth got up and went with Bella to the bathroom. They finished up and were on their way back when the lights went out on the entire floor. They heard yelling and screaming coming from the reception area and then gunfire. Elizabeth placed herself between Bella and the room, above all else the Donna of the family must be protected, but Bella was struggling against her hold to get back to make sure everything was okay. Elizabeth was reaching in her purse for her nine mil as they opened the doors. They saw people running out the doors at the front of the room, with their guns drawn protecting their loved ones the other families rushed out, but suddenly they heard Emmett’s booming voice echoing through the room. “Get a doctor in here now! Edward doesn’t have a pulse.”

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Bella tried to get around Elizabeth to run to Edward, causing Elizabeth to drop her gun. At that precise moment, someone grabbed Bella from behind and placed a cloth over her mouth. Before closing her eyes for the last time, she saw that Elizabeth was in the same position with a hooded man holding her with a rag over her mouth. As she was blacking out Bella’s mind was on one thing and one thing only, the love of her life was dead.


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Bound and United

Chapter 22 of Bound and Dangerous

Sean entered the conference room that held the six members of the Coven’s Commission. After introductions were made, Sean submitted his case for the execution of the crime boss, Roberto Cortez, of Colombia. After hearing Sean’s statement, he was dismissed to allow the Commission to discuss his request. The Commission unanimously agreed to accept the Coven’s first contract for a hit. Sean signed off on the contract with the Coven, then transferred the required $750,000 dollars into the designated Coven account. The Commission then convened with the assigned team leaders to provide them with the pertinent information for their first job. There was a palpable excitement to the meeting. This is what they had trained and prepared for. Although they were able to demonstrate their skills to some degree with the Aro abduction, this was to be their first professional hit. Each team leader ensured he or she had all the facts that would affect their particular team’s skills. There was no room for mistakes on their very first assignment. This hit would set the standard for all other requests when deciding whether or not to utilize the Coven’s talents.


The logistics involved in accomplishing a hit of this caliber were anything but simple. First the target was international. Second, the target was a semi-celebrity as a male model. Third, the operation could in no way be traceable, nor leave any shred of evidence of who accomplished the hit, or who requested it. Most people thought that it was as easy as finding the target and shooting him. But that is not how this highly trained killing team would perform their task. Planning out every detail and then executing the hit in such a way that the actual hit would not be detectable, but result simply with his death from natural causes, was brilliant.


The surveillance team would be the initial phase of the operations, gathering all the intel possible on Cortez’s schedule, habits, routines, and travel. It would not be easy to do, but the team felt sure they would be able to do it and do it very fucking well. It would take time to gather the needed information, plan the job, execute it, and clean up all evidence that would link it to them or to Sean. Roberto Cortez was going to die, but it would appear he died of natural causes.




Elizabeth was taking some time away from the team to join Bella over at the Rehab center to talk to Maria and deliver a gift to her. They arrived at the center with Seth and Ben, who stepped out of SUV and surveyed the area for any threats. Edward had taken them aside before they left and asked them to extra vigilant. He couldn’t exactly pinpoint why, but his intuition told him that something was not quite right. When they felt that it was safe, Seth opened the door and Elizabeth came out first, followed by Bella. Seth enjoyed being Bella’s bodyguard. She was as compassionate as she was intimidating, and had proven that she was a kickass leader. He had enjoyed taking her to her weekly training sessions, both target shooting and her hand to hand training. The first time he had seen her on the firing range, he was shocked. He was sure that if he had tried to out shoot her, it was possible that she might beat him.   Yet she still struggled in hand to hand combat, but she never stopped, even though she spent most of the time on her ass.


Bella and Elizabeth walked into the center and were met by Maria. She looked so much better than she did when Bella had first met her. She knew it was because she no longer had to endure the stress or brutality of her toxic husband.



“Bella, la mia bellissima figlia, it is so good to see you.” Maria cooed.


Bella engulfed Maria in a tight hug. “Anche tu, I’ve missed you.”

Maria pulled back and with a bright smile. “Let’s go have a cup of tea and talk.”


Elizabeth and Bella followed Maria into her apartment. The design team had done a wonderful job of redesigning the old hotel into apartments for each of the girls. Maria had decided early on to live at the hotel. She didn’t want to live the house that she and Aro shared. There had been too much pain suffered in that house, so, when Aro disappeared, she moved all her stuff, sold all his belongings, and sold the house. She had spoken with Alec and he, too, wanted nothing to do with the house. So, instead of moving in with his mother, he rented an apartment conveniently located in Maggie’s building.


Maria’s apartment was the largest in the building and she had chosen her own colors and decor, unlike when she lived with Aro. Everything had to be Aro’s way and she couldn’t pick out anything without his approval. Shopping for her apartment had been so much fun. It was nice not to have worry about someone else’s opinion.

The apartment had been finished with a blond hardwood floor, and painted in soft mint green walls with eggshell trim. With the exceptionally tall windows, she had hung a beige damask fabric. The furniture included a two drawer cabinet in white, a beautiful chaise in white and lilac, and an off-white sofa, with various colored throws. In all, it truly reflected Maria’s femininity. It was soft, yet the use of various colors were warm and inviting.


She collected her English Rose tea service and placed a crystal plate of sugar cookies that she had baked this morning with some of the girls on the tray.


Oh how she loved supporting the girls in her care. Each one had a heartfelt story of how they came to fall into the grips of the Volturi family prostitution ring. When they were first asked to stay at the hotel, they were leery that it was some type of trap, but Maria reassured them it was not. Maria spoke with them, encouraging them to realize that they were all victims of circumstances. All of the girls were taken to various clinics, spas, as well as counselors that were affiliated with the family. After getting back on their feet, some of the girls had contacted their real families and were welcomed to return home, while others had nowhere else to go. The new family leaders had furnished Maria with not only housing, but also technical and educational support to train the young women to join the workforce in various jobs. They were informed that these opportunities were theirs for the taking with the promise that they would no longer turn to prostitution.

Bella had contacted Maria early on and asked if she thought some of the girls might like working at the new club that would be opening. When Maria asked, several of the girls jumped at the chance. Even with all the training, some of the girls just couldn’t get it, but they were excited about the chance to dance at the new club or be one of the servers. Maria was concerned about the girls working in a nightclub, where the opportunity may lead them to other things, but one of them said. “Some people in life are made to do certain jobs; I was one of them. I know that I am good at dancing and I enjoy doing it. Why do something you hate day in and day out?” After that day, Maria listened more to the girls and learned that perhaps the girl had been right and she wanted each girl to happy.

Maria walked back into the living room and set the tray on the table. Pouring each person a cup and tea, and sat down.

“Thank you, Maria, this is wonderful.” Bella said as she sipped on her delicious English tea and taking a bite into the perfectly balanced sugar cookie, with creamy frosting. “These are delicious.”

“Thank you, caro.”

Bella sat her cup down and reached into her bag and pulled out a piece of paper. “I know you have been contacted by the police that both James and Aro were on a ship that went down at sea.”

“Yes. I should have received an academy award for my grieving wife and mother performance.” Maria snickered.

“I would have loved to have seen it. So here are their death certificates, you are now free to do whatever you want. Aro left everything to James and, in case of James’ death, then it all comes to you.”

Maria thought for a moment that she didn’t want any part of the asshole who had made all of her adult a living hell, but she thought Why the fuck not?

“Bella, thank you and your family for making sure that Aro got what he deserved. And, Elizabeth, I know I can’t say anything that makes the pain less painful, but I truly am sorry about what he did to your sister and to your family.”

“Thank you, Maria.” Elizabeth said, wiping a stray tear from her eye.

“Maria, we have hired a General Manager for Solar Eclipse and I was wondering if you would like to come in and meet with him and tell him about the women that have shown interest in working at the club.”

“I would love to. I have the resumes of all the girls and headshots for him to take a look at. They are in my office. Come, I will show you what I have put together.” Bella and Elizabeth followed Maria to her office. It was down the hall from the living room, and was beautifully appointed. Two walls were painted a soft beige with an accent wall of baby blue. The accent wall contained a large white bookcase that matched the white desk. It truly reflected its owner. Maria pulled out the notebook she had put together on the girls. Each girl had a profile shot along with a resume.


“Oh, Maria, Carmine will be very pleased with this. We are very excited to have him on board as the manager. He has also brought along his father to assist him. They have worked together as a team for many years and have had great success with any endeavor they have worked on.” Bella declared.

“Is he a member of a family?” Maria asked, wondering if he was part of the Cullen family that she had not heard about.

“No, he is not. But he is a trained Dominant.”

“Oh.” Maria responded quietly.

“Yes, but before we hired him we requested a very detailed report from the LA community and they sent it along with letters from all his submissives. He has an impeccable background.”

“If you say that he is okay, I trust you on that. I know that some of the girls do enjoy that type of lifestyle.” Maria said.

“Maria, I have a wonderful idea; would you mind allowing Esme to come in and do a beginners submissive class for those women who have expressed an interest? That way they will be familiar with the rules and what is expected of them.”

“Do you think she would consider it, caro?”

“I am positive she would. She actually conducts classes at Diamond Knotts once a month.”

“I forget that she is a submissive.” Maria confessed. “Carlisle is such a wonderful man and I can see how much he adores and loves Esme; I guess I don’t think of them that way.”

Bella knew what Maria was alluding to; “Maria, Aro was not a dominant, he was an evil controlling bastard. In a true Dominant/submissive relationship it is not the man who holds the power, but the woman.”


“Yes. I am assuming that you were not aware that I am submissive.” Bella questioned.

Maria eyes grew wide and her mouth fell open. She had no idea that the Donna of the family was a submissive. How could that be? “How?” Maria asked.

“I have known I was a submissive for years; I actually taught myself the rules and mannerisms. Edward is my first and only Dominant.”

“But why? Why would you allow someone to beat you like that?”

“Maria, that is not a true Dominant/submissive relationship. Look, why don’t you go sit in one of the training sessions and you will see what I am talking about?”

“I will think about it.” Maria mumbled. Could there be another way?

“As much as I would love to stay, I need to get back to the office.” Bella proclaimed.

“Oh, that is right, the big meeting in Vegas is coming up.”

“Yes and everyone we invited has said that they are coming, so we need to make sure we don’t put people who hate each other in rooms that are next to one another or next to each other at the dinner table.” Bella chuckled. Maria stood and hugged her pseudo daughter, as well as Elizabeth as they departed.



Elizabeth was extremely busy with planning the details for gathering intel on Roberto Cortez. What made the job difficult was, not only did he live in Colombia, but he was in the states a lot doing modeling for BOSS. That was something they couldn’t seem to understand. Most people want to stay under the radar, but Roberto loved being in the limelight. She was planning to use his obvious arrogance against him.

As she worked, she felt her anxiety rising. She knew Sean was flying in this evening. Over last few weeks he had spent an enormous amount of time in the air, flying back and forth between Boston and Seattle. Each time he came they went out to dinner, they’d take long walks along Pike Place, talk for hours, and had some very heated make out sessions. They had kissed and dry humped, but Sean never tried to push it past that point. And when he had to leave to go back to Boston, she would become frustrated, emotionally and sexually. That Irish lad had won over her heart and soul, so, tonight, she was going to let him know she was ready to proceed further into their relationship. Fuck that, she was going jump his fine ass and ride him into next week.

She had gone to the spa and had the works done. By the time she left, there had not been one inch of her body that had not been touched in some way, shape, or form. The next stop had been the lingerie shop, where she had taken her bonus check and purchased a shit load of sexy lingerie. The set for their first time was an emerald green bra and panty set that reminded her of Sean’s eyes when he was aroused.


The times when they had been dry humping, she could feel the outline of his cock and she hoped it was a glorious as it felt. She also purchased several other sets, for the days and weeks to come.

Sean was in the air again, making his way back across the states to his love. He had rushed home to take care of some problems. He would so glad to see the Coven team take care of Roberto; his organization had been causing nothing but problems over the last few months and his tactics were getting more vicious than ever before. Two of his men had been ambushed outside one of the warehouses and killed, the warehouse was emptied of a shipment of guns. Damn that fucking asshole. But what kept him from going off the deep end, was the lovely red-headed lass in Seattle. Everything about her called out to him; he knew that she was the one for him. Elizabeth was going to be his wife as soon as his he could convince her to accept.

It had taken every bit of his self-resolve to not to push their relationship further than kissing and rubbing against one another, but he didn’t know how much more his poor dick could take. He was hard all the fucking time and, no matter how many times he rubbed one out, it wasn’t enough. It needed to be in that hot pussy. Fuck, hard again.

Elizabeth dressed in her lingerie and a dark green wrap dress and fuck me heels. She had told the hair dresser that she needed the style to be a “take me bed NOW” look, and the hair dresser didn’t let her down.


It looked fucking amazing. Applying her makeup with sultry eyes and lips, she was ready to go.   She had told Sean that she was cooking dinner, but, in fact, she had ordered in from the local Chinese restaurant and it was scheduled to arrive ten minutes before Sean. He had called when he landed and was in route, but traffic was horrible.

The dinner had arrived and as the minutes ticked by to the arrival of Sean, Elizabeth became very nervous. What if she forgot how? What if she wasn’t good enough? Sean had been known for his sexual prowess and here she was not having had sex since her husband’s death. Yup, no sex in four years. She had a drawer full of toys that took care of some of her needs when it got too great to handle, but there was nothing like a long, thick, warm cock. Fuck, she was horny as hell. A large box of condoms was sitting on the nightstand, waiting to be used. They had not talked about birth control or testing and, with Sean’s history, she didn’t want to take a chance; even though she felt sure he was healthy, in this day and age you couldn’t take it for granted. When Tony was alive, they always used condoms, due to the fact that she had an allergic reaction to the birth control pills she had been taking. She had contacted her doctor when she knew that Sean and she were progressing in their relationship and he told her that were some new pills, but he recommended a diaphragm. Research showed that it had less side effects, but was still effective. She had went in and got one to be on the safe side, not that she had not dreamt about little red headed babies.

When the doorbell rang, it broke her out of her daydreaming. Taking a deep breath, she walked to the door and opened it up to find her sexy boyfriend with a bouquet of yellow roses in one hand and a small red box in the other. Every time he visited, he brought another charm for her bracelet, each embracing their Irish heritage.


Sean almost dropped his flowers when he saw Elizabeth in that short, green dress that looked like if he untied the bow on the side it would fall open. FUCK! “Fhéachann tú leanbh álainn sin fucking.” (You look so fucking beautiful, baby) Sean cried.

Go raibh maith agat.” (Thank you) Elizabeth said as her cheeks bloomed in a bright red glow. “Come in.”

Sean walked in her apartment, which was bathed in candlelight. She had placed candles on the floor, in front of couch was a group of pillows and on the table were place settings with Chinese food on them. “Did you make Chinese?”

“No, I ordered in. I thought it would be nice to stay in.”

“It is, oh, these are for you, lass.” Sean said handing her the roses. “And this is for your bracelet.”

“Oh, Sean, they are beautiful.” Elizabeth said, bringing the roses up to her nose and taking in the lovely scent. She laid them on the table, along with her box and wrapped her arms around Sean’s neck and began to kiss him with all the passion and love that she had inside of her.

Sean wrapped his arms around her tiny waist and pulled her tightly to him. God, how he loved this woman. They continued kissing until there was no air left in their lungs. “Fuck, baby, I missed you.”

“I missed you. Come let’s eat and enjoy the evening.” Elizabeth said, taking his hand and leading him to the sitting area she’d set up on the floor.

Dinner was filled with conversation of their week and with every opportunity a touch, kiss, or caress. Elizabeth finally had enough. She turned to Sean and pulled the tie of her dress, causing it to fall open, exposing the emerald green and black lace bra and panty set. “Sean O’Leary, I want you to make love to me.”

Sean shook his head in disbelief. He had dreamed of this, but he never thought it would happen like this. Coming out of his stupor, he grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap and began to kiss the living shit out of her. “Fuck, baby, are you sure?”

“Yes. Oh, yes!” Elizabeth moaned as Sean kissed down her neck and to her silk covered breast.

She tasted so fucking good and he knew that he needed to slow things down, because his dick was so hard that he could cum at any moment, but he needed to take care of her needs first. “Baby, let’s go to the bedroom so I can love you better.”

Elizabeth nodded and Sean was on his feet, scooping her up and carrying her into her room. She had lit candles and put on soft sensual music on before Sean arrived. He lowered her to the floor and pushed the dress off of her shoulders, causing it to fall into a emerald green pool at her feet. Kissing down her neck to her shoulder and slipping off the straps of the bra, he reached behind and unclasped it. Her breasts fell out and were on full display, ready for him to pay homage. “Oh, baby, you are so fucking beautiful. I can’t believe you are mine.”

“All yours, for as long as you want me.”

“Well, be prepared, lass, because you are it for me.”

Sean dropped to his knees, reached up and grasped the side of her panties and slowly pulled them down her firm smooth legs. Leaning in, he placed soft kisses on her smooth mound.   Fuck, she tasted good. Standing up, he took a step back and drank in her beauty. How the hell had he gotten so fucking lucky to find someone like her?

Elizabeth reached forward and began to unbutton his shirt. With each button, she slid the backs of her fingers against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. When she reached the bottom, she pulled the shirttail from his jeans, pushing it off his shoulders. His arms, chest, and abs were toned and muscular and she was happy to see a dusting of red hair on his broad chest. Scraping her nails down his chest, over his abs, she reached for the button of his jeans. Fuck, she loved button fly jeans on a man. Slowly, she unbuttoned each one and when the last button was undone, she reached in and stroked his thick cock. If she wouldn’t have looked like a fool, she would be doing a happy dance, because her man was going commando.

“Commando, baby?” She smirked, licking her lips.

“Fuck, baby, you’ve had me so worked up lately, that I couldn’t stand to wear underwear anymore. Lay down, my beautiful lass.” Elizabeth laid down on the bed and looked up at Sean, who was removing his pants, causing his long, thick, glorious cock to bounce.

“Sean, I wasn’t sure about things, so I purchased some condoms.” Elizabeth said, hoping that she hadn’t overstepped her bounds. “We haven’t had the conversation about being tested and past sexual histories. I know that you have been with other women.”

“I have, but it has been over six months since I have been with someone and I just went for a checkup last week and the test came back clean, but until you see the results I don’t mind wearing a condom, even if we both know that it is sin to do so.”

“Sean, you are a Don of a crime family, you have killed people; I think wearing a condom is the least of our worries with God. But, thank you, and I haven’t been with anyone in a long time.” Elizabeth whispered.

“How long?” Sean questioned, wondering if it had been someone he knew and whether or not he needed to kill the fucker.

“Well…” Elizabeth stuttered, the blush traveling down to her chest.

Sean took her face into his hands and looked deeply into her eyes. “Don’t be embarrassed, lass. How long, my love?”

Elizabeth’s heart began to quiver. “The last night my husband was alive.”

“Oh, my sweet lass, never be ashamed of that. I am so fucking grateful that you are giving me this gift. And I promise to cherish it and you until my last breath. I love you, Elizabeth, with all that I am.” Sean proclaimed, then placed a long passionate kiss upon her lips.

As the kiss ended, Elizabeth smiled with tears in her eyes. “Sean, I loved my husband, but what I feel for you is so much greater. I love you.”

The rest of the night was filled with shared breaths, urgent moans, and their sated bodies entwined together. At the end, the box of condoms lay empty on the floor.


Over the next few weeks, the Coven continued planning their hit of Roberto. Elizabeth had contacted Alec to use his IT expertise to get his photoshoot schedule from his agency’s database. It would save time on assigning surveillance teams more accurately. They had a team watching his apartment in New York and his mansion in Colombia, but something wasn’t adding up. There were days that he would disappear and even though the team had his electronic devices tagged, the signals were dropping off the grid. Team leaders were frustrated and when they provided their weekly update to the Coven Commission, they were not happy. What were they missing?

Everyone was packing for their trip to Vegas. The details had been finalized and Edward and Bella couldn’t wait to show off the talents of the Coven team. The income possibilities were endless. Edward still had a gut feeling that something bad was coming their way, but the security team that he had questioned said that there had been no suspicious activities. He was still worried. If he had learned anything in life, it was to trust his gut feelings. He pulled Seth in the office and told him that he wanted him to be extra vigilant when they were in Vegas.

Bella packed her luggage for the trip, making sure she had all of the dresses and suits that she would be needing for each event. By the time she was finished, she was exhausted and decided to lay down and take a nap, which was rare for her to do.

Chapter 21 Bound and Dangerous

The weeks that followed the funeral were extremely busy. Edward and Bella had their hands full with finishing up the plans for the Coven Commission allegiance ceremony.   The Commission members would swear their allegiance to the family, receive their tattoos, and begin designing the magna carta of the organization. The remaining family and teams members would attend a larger scale allegiance ceremony, after which they, too, would receive their tattoo aligning them with the Coven. Edward planned to get with Steve, his personal tattoo artist, and get the list of supplies he would need for such a massive tattoo job. He would also have to have Steve provide him a list of the artists he was bringing in to help, and have them vetted by Alec.

Invitations were being sent to the heads of all of the American and International families. Edward had used his connections, and suggestions from Sean to ensure that the hotel in Vegas, where the Coven’s debut was to take place, would be prepared for everything, from the finest cuisine to the best level of security. As he had told Bella in a prior discussion, the entire hotel was booked for the Coven’s debut.

Bella had been coordinating with Maria, Rose, Claudia, Maggie, and Esme to finalize the construction/interior design of the club, and the proper care of the new staff. A meeting was to be scheduled to select the new managers for Diamond Knotts and Solar Eclipse.

They had been blessed with good people under them so the day to day business of the family had settled down and was running smoothly. Both sides of the family were getting along and were becoming more trusting of each other, which was a huge step.

Bella was sitting in her office when Edward came in to discuss the issue of the club managers. Eclipse was nearing completion, all the permits were finalized, and they were waiting for the final occupancy approval. The staff had been training and were prepared to begin their new positions.

“Can I have a minute of your time, love?” Edward asked as he bent down to kiss the side of Bella’s neck.

“Keep that up, and it will take more than a minute.” She replied with a smirk. “What can I do for you, husband?”

“I have the file here of the applicants for both of the club manager positions. I wanted to go over them with you and see what you thought. You know that we need a trained Dominant for Knotts. Someone who is known in the community and is versed with the rules. A trained Dominant would be best, but they also require strong managerial skills. I was hoping we could find someone in the family, but after going through each of the names, no one seems to meet the criteria we have set. These applications are from applicants outside of the family. Most are the result of the feelers we sent out through the BDSM community and club owners throughout the country. It is a short list of candidates.”

Edward and Bella went over the applications and turned over their top pick’s personal information to Alec to begin his extensive background check. Of the five applicants, three were immediately dismissed after Alec’s background check; he had detected red flags for questionable activities and complaints. This left two highly qualified candidates. The remaining applicants were summoned to Seattle for a face to face interview.

The first candidate was Carmine Thomapolis. Carmine was currently managing a five star club in Los Angeles, The Mayan. He was 6’5”, 240 pounds with an olive complexion and greenish brown eyes. Edward and Jasper were both familiar with Carmine, as they had hung out while attending UDub. He was familiar with the BDSM community, however, he was more tailored to the needs of Solar Eclipse. When Carmine took over The Mayan, it was a somewhat popular hotspot with a two to three star rating. During the last five years, Carmine was able to capitalize on the club, raising it to five stars, and making it the “It” spot to be in LA.

The other applicant was a gentleman named Andy Garcia. He was the operations manager of The Drake in Houston, Texas. It was a high-end bar on the lower level, but the upper level was an exclusive member’s only BDSM club. Alec’s background check had come back crystal clear. He was 6’3” tall, dark skin, jet black hair and piercing violet eyes. He was a trained Dominant and was in good standing in the community. On paper, he presented as the perfect choice for Diamond Knotts.

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Andy Garcia arrived at Cullen Towers and was in the reception area waiting for his appointment time. He had heard that a new club was being opened, but what interested him more was the name of the owners of the club. He had heard of the Cullen family for years and wondered if all the stories were true.

“Mr. Gracia, Mr. and Mrs. Cullen are ready for you.” Gina said. She escorted Mr. Garcia the conference room where Edward and Bella had designated for the interviews.

Edward and Bella rose from their chairs to shake Mr. Garcia’s hand in welcome. On the table were the questions that they had agreed would give them a clear picture if the candidate was what they were looking for in a manager.

After Mr. Garcia had answered the questions about his experience, ideas he may have had in club improvements, and his expectations for income, Edward was ready to wrap-up the interview. When asked if he had any questions for Edward and Bella, he eluded that he did.

“I’m hoping that this is not offensive in any way, but, in this industry, you hear things. I was curious, and well, felt that if I am selected for the manager position of either club, I should be completely informed of, you know, things.” Mr. Garcia stuttered.

“What type of things are you referring to, Mr. Garcia?” Bella asked. She gave Edward a stealthy side glance.

“Well, you know, about your family being in the mafia.” He eluded. When he saw the glance shared by Edward and Bella, he instantly knew he had made a mistake. He was curious who his possible employers truly were. Was he wrong in wanting to know? He felt he was really wrong right this minute. “Never mind, my mistake, I am sure it was just gossip.”

Bella smiled at him while removing Edward’s death grip from her thigh under the table. She knew he was about to reach for his gun, and that would not bode well for anyone. “Mr. Garcia, frankly, I am not sure what you may or may not have heard, but I can assure you that you are here to interview as the manager of one of our clubs. There is nothing nefarious about our businesses, nor should you concern yourself with anything other the running of said club, should you be selected for the position. Any other questions?”

“No, no, ma’am. I am humbly sorry if I have offended you or Mr. Cullen in anyway.” He offered as he rose from his seat to leave.

“No problem, Mr. Garcia. If you had offended us, as you so delicately put it, you would surely know by now.” Edward responded with a sneer on his face. “I think this interview is concluded. Have a nice day, we will be in touch.”

“Yes, yes, thank you both for the opportunity.” Mr. Garcia offered as he practically sprinted out the door.

Bella turned to Edward and busted out laughing, “Seriously, husband, are you affiliated with the mafia?” She asked as she placed her hand on her chest in mock horror.

“I’ll show you affiliation, Mrs. Cullen.” Edward responded as he raced to close and lock the conference room door.


The interview, a few hours later, with Carmine was the complete opposite of the prior interview with Mr. Garcia. Carmine was extremely charismatic, knowledgeable, experienced, and the perfect selection for Solar Eclipse. Carmine was delighted to see his old college buddy, and expressed his happiness at his recent nuptials. He noticed what an enigmatic couple Edward and Bella were, and already felt at ease in their company. He felt that this venture would prove beneficial for all of them. Edward and Bella certainly knew that the choice was made at the conclusion of the interview when Edward suggested that perhaps they could get together for drinks, along with Jasper, Carmine felt sure the job was his.



Bella was thrilled to at least have one of the manager positions filled, and could not wait to share the news. She phoned Rosalie, and together they invited Elizabeth, Maria, Maggie, Esme, Claudia, and Alice for a girls’ day out. Bella had made arrangements for them to enjoy a day at the spa, then dinner. As soon as she told them about the interview with Mr. Garcia, Claudia piped up, “Is he still breathing?” After everyone quieted their laughs, Bella turned to her grandmother, “For now.” Again, everyone burst out laughing. After their meals, everyone discussed the itinerary for the club opening, and staff, and other statistical information that needed to be fine tuned. It was truly a memorable dinner, and so nice for them all to get together. As everyone was preparing to leave the restaurant, Alice hugged Bella.


“It has been a long time since we got to just relax. I have missed you girl.” Alice stated.

“Oh, trust me, I have missed you, too, sweetie. It seems like I have been on a non-stop rollercoaster.” Bella responded sincerely.

“Well, we will have to make it a monthly habit to get together like this. You know, I was thinking while you were talking about the interviews, and wondered, have you selected anyone for Diamond Knotts?”

“Not yet.” Bella responded, but it was obvious that Alice had someone in mind. “Did you have someone we should consider?”

“Well, I was thinking of Jasper’s brother, Peter. He has trained most of the Doms who are members at the club, not to mention, Edward as well. I was wondering if anyone even considered offering him the position.” Alice asked.

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Bella smiled. “You know, Alice, you may be onto something. I’ll talk to Edward about it when I get home, and see what he thinks.” They went their separate ways after embracing once more.


Later in the evening, Edward and Bella were at home, waiting for Steve to arrive. Edward had informed him earlier, when they were going over the supplies needed to tattoo the entire Coven membership, that he felt it would be more intimate for him and Bella to have theirs done in the privacy of their home. Steve was more than happy to comply, with the knowledge that the fee he was getting for this job was more than he made in six months in his shop.


Edward had decided he wanted his tattoo over his right pec, leaving the spot over his heart for a future tattoo that he had in mind.

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He and Bella had multiple discussions on where to place her tattoo. The first spot was the on her back near the shoulder blade, but Edward felt that since she would be wearing evening gowns at many functions, that it was not a good spot. Then Bella suggested another location, which caused Edward to blow his top. There was no way she was getting it on her ass. NOT GOING TO HAPPEN! Bella couldn’t understand what the big deal was, but Edward would not allow anyone to have that much access to her ass; it was his. Finally, it was decided that the original location they thought of, her upper right thigh, was the perfect spot. Edward would not be leaving the room while she got her tattoo; he liked Steve, but he was still going to have his hand near Edward’s prized possession.

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The day of the ceremony had finally arrived. Every detail of the ceremony had been checked and rechecked. Edward was dressed in Armani black suit, crisp white shirt, black tie, and the cufflinks that Bella had gotten him for the occasion. They were platinum with the Coven crest engraved on them.   As he finished placing them on, he turned to find his beautiful wife standing with her foot on the chair, adjusting the strap on her shoe. Her long, toned leg brought images of it and its partner wrapped around him as he drove his hard cock deep inside of her. Since their return from Boston, they had taken every available opportunity to be wrapped around each other.   Edward hoped each time would be the time that the new legacy of Cullen empire would be conceived.   He walked over and placed a kiss on her leg before taking his long tongue and swiping it up to her knee, causing goosebumps to form.

“Edward, stop that.” Bella moaned unconvincingly.

“But, baby.” Edward cried.

Putting her leg down, and grabbing his necktie, she pulled him up. “We have to be on time, but I promise later, tonight, we will continue this.”

“Fine.” Edward whined.

Bella was wearing a short black suit from Chanel. She had found the dress when she was in New York and knew it would be perfect for the Ceremony. She had also found her dress for formal reception in Vegas. Edward hadn’t seen it yet and she was sure he would be all over her once he did.

“I have something for you.” Edward said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a red velvet box. He opened it; inside was a pinky platinum ring with the Coven crest engraved on it.

“Oh, Edward, it is perfect.” Bella cried, taking the ring and placing it on her right pinky finger.

The Don and Donna were ready to perform the ceremony that would join the most skilled teams in the world together.


The Coven team members would all be getting their insignias after the allegiance ceremony, during the reception afterwards. Steve was bringing in a team of ten additional artists to assist with the large group of members. Booths were going to be setup along the wall of the Coven chamber, allowing members to get their mark when a booth was vacated. There was a catered reception where they could mingle and get to know their team members, as well as their new Don and Donna. Each team member would be provided with the travel itinerary for the Vegas trip, as well as a surprise bonus check. Edward and Bella were aware of all the effort and hard work the members had been providing in getting the teams equipped and up and running; not to mention their contributions during the apprehension of Aro. Showing that appreciation would go a long way.

The team was assembled in the great hall. Edward and Bella both had been very excited about finding the location. It was a large cavernous room with balconies overlooking the main area. On the back wall, they had the Coven crest placed on a stone slab.  Minimal lighting was throughout the entire room, except in the large circle in the center of the room where two bright lights illuminated whomever was standing there. This was the center of power for the group.

Edward and Bella walked into the room and took their positions in the center. Looking around the room, they were amazed at the sheer power that the shadows of the team projected. These men and women were going to be the most lethal group in mafia history, even surpassing their mentors, Monster Inc. from the 1940s.


“The Commission members, please step forward.” Edward commanded.

Jasper, Emmett, Marcus, Reinzo, Sal, and Tony stepped forward and faced Edward and Bella.

“The task before you comes with great responsibility. Your decisions on the contracts submitted will ultimately determine the life or death of intended targets. All decisions must be made with just cause, without regard to any outside influences. You will determine the contracts without emotions, consideration of monetary value, or the relationships involved. All contracts that end in a tie, will be submitted to myself and your Donna for the final vote. There will be no rescinding of the final decision. You will be called upon on a weekly basis to meet and review submissions. You will not discuss any Coven matters outside of the confines of the family. You are to report directly and only to myself, your Don, and Isabella, your Donna. The only release from this oath and your position on the Commission is to be granted such by us, or by death. Do you swear your fidelity to the family, to uphold the rules and laws of the group?”

“We do.” They confirmed.

“Stand behind us, facing your teams.” Bella commanded. The Commission followed her command and were now standing behind their Don and Donna facing their team members.

“Men and Women of The Coven, do you hereby swear your allegiance? Do you vow to follow all orders dictated by your Don and Donna as passed down through the Commission?” Edward asked.

“We do.” Came the thundering voices of the team members.

“Do you swear to maintain and conceal from everyone but members of the Coven the existence and mission of this organization, upon penalty of death until the day you die?” Bella asked.

“We do.” Came the resounding agreement.

“Then, from this day forth, you are avowed members of and will function as part of the elite team and family of The Coven.” Edward and Bella both stated proudly. “Please join us for the welcome reception. You will each be marked with the insignia of The Coven. Tattoo artists have been placed around the chamber ready to provide your insignia. This is the opportunity to celebrate the new beginning and to meet your fellow team members, so we might get to know each of you better.”

Many of the members mingled with Edward, Bella, Carlisle, Michael, and even Sean, who had been invited to attend while he was in town. It was intimidating to everyone; the sheer amount of power occupying the room at one time.

Edward noticed that, for some reason, Sean seemed slightly irritable this evening. Once he worked his way over to him, he questioned, “Hey, Fucker, what’s got your panties in a twist?”

Sean was irritated all right, but Edward actually managed to make him crack a smile. “Got some problems with a Colombian group trying to worm their way into my territory. I warned them once, now I am about to get real on their fucking asses.”

Edward looked at Sean and noticed that he was serious. “What Colombian group?”

“Roberto Cortez’s punks. They’ve been selling in my territory. One of those fuckers tried to knife me while we were in NY. I sent his fucking ass back to his fucking boss to deliver the message, but apparently the fucker doesn’t speak fucking English. I have been on the phone with Liam off and on all night. Looks like I may be your first client. I want the fucker done. Maybe we can meet with the Commission tomorrow and have a sit down and go over the facts?”

“Definitely. We would be proud to have you as our first client. Let me get with the Bella and we will arrange a meeting tomorrow.” Edward responded. He was almost giddy at the thought of having their first client before even having the show in Vegas.

“So how is it going with Elizabeth?” Edward asked.

Sean smiled brightly. “Great.”

“Really?” Edward questioned, leaning close. “So, how great?” Edward smirked, raising his eyebrows up and down.

“I am not telling you anything, asshole.” Sean growled. He was about to tell Edward that they had not taken their relationship to a physical level. He was allowing Elizabeth to set pace on their relationship. During the last few weeks, they had talked daily on the phone, he had sent flowers, chocolates, and a charm bracelet with a claddagh on it, with a note saying “more charms to follow”.

“Fine, fucker.” Edward laughed. “Enjoy the rest of the evening.”

“I will, I have a Coven Inc. member to find.” Sean smirked as he walked away to spend some time with the woman he loved.

Bound and Dangerous Chapter 20

After ridding the world of the demented Aro and the delusional Michael, everyone who attended, or been in contact with the bodies in anyway, were required to remove all clothing, to include shoes, and take a sterilizing shower. The Coven’s cleanup team had been dispatched to remove all traces of DNA and evidence of the prior events, leaving no traces of Aro and Michael’s existence, just in case the pigs started nosing around.

Once Edward had changed into the spare suit and shoes that had been brought along, he returned to where Bella was standing with Carlisle. His father had his arm wrapped protectively around her. She had remained strong during the torture, maintaining the perfect facade of a true Donna, but he knew, from past experience, that she was going to be need him as much as he needed her. The extreme emotions that one experienced either by participating or simply witnessing torture and eventual deaths, needed to be vetted. Once they were alone, he could finally come down from the adrenaline required to deliver the punishments, either as the man who just delivered a death sentence, or beat another.

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He would soon find and give comfort wrapped within the arms of his beloved. She was his center; his affirmation of all the wonders life provided. The connection they had was strong and growing with each passing day. He couldn’t wait to spend a very long life with her. She was still blissfully unaware that, each and every morning, he would awaken before her to lay beside her and watch her sleep. She was so beautiful and so caring; she was his own personal angel. However, she also possessed a steel fortitude that enabled her to install fear with compassion required of the position of Donna. His Bella was a loving angel and a badass Donna.

When he reached her and his father, she immediately made her way to close the distance between them, and wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face into his chest. Edward placed a kiss upon her head and wrapped his strong arms around her, embracing her tightly.

“Let’s get out of here.”


Carlisle stood and admired the couple before him. He couldn’t have more prouder than he was at this moment. He knew for sure that the family was in better hands than it had ever been. Edward had handled Michael Newton with the a level head and strong hand. His Dominant training showing through; where others would have lost their cool, he remained in complete control. No member steals from the family. Then, his beautiful daughter, Bella, stood on the side, dedicated to the task and unwavering, she didn’t flinch once, even when Aro was finally killed. She had once told him that she considered him her one and only true father, and that the other men who had been in her life were insignificant, meaningless. Stepping up, he placed his hand on Edward’s arm. “Sono così orgoglioso di voi due . La famiglia non è mai stata in mani migliori .” Carlisle declared. (I am so proud of you both. The family has never been in better hands.)

“Grazie, padre. Prima la famiglia.” Edward exclaimed. (Thank you, father. Family first.)

Michael walked up and placed his hand on Bella’s arm. “Tu sei l’unica cosa buona che è venuto da mio figlio . Sono così grato di averti nella mia vita e di essere il capo della famiglia .” (You are the only good thing that came from my son. I am so thankful to have you in my life and to be the leader of the family.)

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Grazie, nonno . Prometto di prendersi cura di loro con la mia vita .” Bella said. (Thank you, Grandfather. I promise to take care of them with my life.)

“We will see you tomorrow, once Elizabeth and her father have made plans for Lisa’s funeral. I want everyone that is not needed here to be in attendance in Boston. Elizabeth needs the family’s support during this difficult time.” Edward said. “Michael, I hope that you can make it as well.”

“Do you think that is wise?” Michael asked.

“Elizabeth knows that you had nothing to do with it. She and her father witnessed the punishment that you doled out to Aro. You are most welcome; please come and support her, because she is part of the Cullen-Volturi Family.”

“Then Claudia and I will be there. I need to return home to inform Maria that she no longer has to worry about Aro. Please let me know of the plans.”

“We are headed home.” Edward said, and then turned to Jasper. “Take care of my little friend.” He instructed with a smirk.

Jasper had always been in charge of Edward’s knife. He took great care in making sure it was cleaned and no traces of blood were left. “Sure thing, Boss.”

Edward took Bella’s hand and left the warehouse. Seth went out the door first and checked the area; when he felt it was safe, he motioned Edward and Bella to exit. Once he opened the door to the SUV, they entered and snuggled close together. The entire drive home was done in complete silence. They both needed time to digest the events of the evening. Bella was amazed that she was able to remain so unfazed by the torture and death of two men. After her conversation with Edward before going in, she knew that it was going to bad and she had hoped that she could be the Donna that the family would be proud of. She had seen blood when she shot James, but nothing prepared her for the amount of blood she witnessed this evening. At one point, she thought she was going to lose her composure, but then she felt Carlisle wrap his arm around her back, giving her the support that she needed. After that, she was able to pull strength from the man that she considered her true father.

Soon, they pulled up in front of their house and quickly made their way in. It felt good to be home. Their time in New York had been stressful, and when they returned, they headed straight to the warehouse. This was the first time they had been home in several weeks.

Edward circled his arms around her from behind and she lended back, the connection between them pulsed and hummed in relief. “I love you beyond measure.” Edward moaned into her neck as he began to place kisses on every accessible piece of skin. As he got to the spot behind her ear, she let out a deep lustful moan. Their embrace alone awakened their arousal.

“Oh, Edward, I love you so much.”

Turning her around, he grabbed her ass and lifted her up, so her hot pussy was now rubbing against his hardened cock. “I need you so fucking back.”

“Take me, I am yours.” Bella cried. She was so turned on that she needed Edward to quench the fire that was raging inside of her.

Edward carried her up the stairs and into their bedroom. Walking over to the bed, he carefully and slowly lowered her legs and feet to the floor. He delicately removed her clothing piece by piece, until she stood before him in just her bra, panties and stilettos. “You have the sexiest body on this planet. I can’t believe you’re mine.”

“I am. My heart, body, and soul belongs to you and you alone. I could never love or want anyone other than you.”

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“I feel the same. Lay down and let me worship my goddess.”

Bella sat on the edge of the bed. Edward gently pushed so she was in the middle of the bed and laid back. Edward admired the sight before him, God, he was a lucky bastard. He needed to be in that tight pussy. Removing his suit, shoes and lastly his underwear, he stalked her as a panther stalking his prey. As he made his way up her body he kissed, licked, and nipped her sweet skin. When he reached her perky tits, he wanted to send a very expensive bottle of champagne to the person who designed front latching bras. Unlatching the clasp of lacey black bra, he released her aroused breasts, ready for him to worship. Leaning in, he began, licking and sucking one breast, while he rolled and pinched the nipple of the other one.

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“Oh, Edward, please I need more.” Bella moaned.

Looking up, he gave her one of his sexiest grins and licked his pouty thick lips. “You need more? What do you need, my little kitten? Do you need me to pet your pussy?”

“YES! Please touch my pussy.” She cried, arching her hips trying to find some relief.

Edward leaned back in and continued to worship her breast. Bella thrashed her head back and forth, she wanted, no, needed Edward to touch her pussy. Arching her hips even higher, she tried to rub up against Edward’s body.

Edward grinned against her rose puckered nipple; he loved the fact that he could arouse her so intensely. He, too, was in need of relief; his cock was so fucking hard that each time she arched her back, she hit the tender head, causing it to weep with need. This caused him to bite down harder than before, which caused Bella to cry out.

“FUCK ME!!!!”

Sitting back on his calves, he took his long thick cock, and laid on top of her lace covered mound. He could feel how wet she was. Taking his cock into his hands, he began to pump it up and down. “Do you know what I am going to do?”

“No.” Bella cried. At this point, she really didn’t care as long as it involved his dick inside of her.

Edward reached down and ripped the tiny lace panties from her body. Taking a long nimble finger, he rubbed the swollen wet labia he knew she was very fucking ready. Lining up his cock to her wet entrance, he thrust deep inside of her hot pussy. He was fucking home.

Bella was in heaven; she was filled so completely. With each thrust of his magnificent cock, it hit all the right places; her orgasm was on the brink of exploding. “I am so close.”

Edward shifted his hips and in this new position his cock hit the right spot, over and over causing her legs that were wrapped around him to quiver. With each thrust, he could feel the quivering of her muscles. Her pussy clamped down around his cock in a stranglehold, causing them both to explode in a glorious, heavenly release. Then, his release began, shooting long streams of cum deep with her. Life giving sperm looking for the golden egg. After the orgasms subsided, they still remained connected, drinking in the celestial feelings.

“I love you.” Edward declared with all his heart and soul.

“As I love you.”

“I am so proud and honored to be part of this life with you.” Edward exclaimed. “Till my last dying breath I will belong to you.”

*******************B&D ****************

Elizabeth was sitting in her apartment, digesting all the preparations that she and her father had planned for the funeral. Lisa’s funeral was going to be a traditional Irish funeral. Peter had been distant during the planning and she was happy about that. Down the road, she would confront him, but now was not the time. After he had left, she texted Sean and asked that, if he had time, she would like for him to come over and talk. He quickly texted back that nothing was more important than her. She couldn’t help but smile when she read it. Her heart began to soften to the thoughts of the two of them together. Sean was going to arrive in thirty minutes and she didn’t know what to wear. Before now, she never even thought about it, but now she was panicked about it. What to do? She needed advice. Picking up her phone, she called the woman who had become a good friend.

“I need your help.” Elizabeth begged.

“What is it?”

“I don’t know what to wear.”

“Elizabeth, what are you talking about?”

“I don’t know what to wear. I invited Sean over to talk. Now, I am standing in front of my closet naked and don’t know what to wear.”

“Well, knowing how bad Sean has it for you, I would say that you are ready.”

“Not fucking funny. Bella, seriously, I need your help.”

Bella laughed. She had never heard Elizabeth like this; it was nice to see that she was excited about seeing Sean. Edward had told Bella that Sean’s feelings for Elizabeth were similar to those he had for her. “Elizabeth, why don’t you just wear a pair of skinny jeans, that green top that we bought last month, and a pair of flats.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, now go get dressed, because, if you answer the door right now, I won’t hear from you in a week.”

“Funny. I don’t even want to know what you and Edward did last night.”

“Oh, I think you mean last night, late last night, early this morning, this morning, oh, and about thirty minutes ago.”

“Fuck, girl.”

“Yes, I was. And it was fucking great.” Bella giggled. It was nice to have a girl who knew all about her and she could be herself.

“You do know that your child’s first word is going to be fuck, right?”

“Yeah, I am afraid so. Now get dressed. Elizabeth, remember that Sean is a good man.”

“Thanks, I needed to hear that. I will call you later and give you the details of the funeral.”


Elizabeth hung up and pulled out a pair of dark wash skinny jeans, the green silk top, and paired it with a pair of black flats. After putting on a dusting of powder, mascara, and a lip gloss, she opened her jewelry box, for a pair of earrings. The first thing she saw was her wedding band and engagement ring. She had never gotten rid of them; they served as a reminder of her love and happiness with Tony. She loved Tony, but the feelings she was experiencing with Sean made her question if Tony had been the love of her life. This was the main reason why she had kept Sean at arms distance; she didn’t think she could survive another heartbreak. Picking up the diamond earrings that her parents had given her on her last birthday, she put them in and glanced in the mirror. They were perfect. She was amazed at the woman before her. This woman was glowing and had a sparkle in her eyes. Maybe, just maybe, this was the start of her happily ever after. The doorbell pulled her out of her day dreaming.

She went to the door and, after a deep cleansing breath, she opened the door. There stood Sean O’Leary, he looked so fucking handsome in his jeans and white button down shirt, with the top buttons open enough to see a dusting of red chest hair.


“Come in.” Elizabeth said.

Sean had been nervous ever since he received the text from Elizabeth. He had never been nervous about anything in his entire life, but this slip of a woman held his heart in her delicate hands. He had talked to Edward about his feelings for this woman; Edward had told him he couldn’t go into this like every other relationship he had. He told him about how damaged emotionally Elizabeth had been after her husband had died, but also because of the loss of her family. She was denied contact with her sister and now she had to deal with the loss of opportunity to ever reestablish her relationship with Lisa. Now, here he was standing in her living room, hoping for a chance.

“Please have a seat.” Elizabeth said, motioning to the couch.


Sean sat down and Elizabeth sat beside him, pulling her legs underneath her and turning toward Sean. Sean turned so they were now facing each other. “Sean, thank you for coming today on such short notice.”

“Elizabeth, nothing in this world was more important than spending time with you.” He declared.

“Sean, I am sorry for the way I have been treating you. I have been trying to protect myself and by doing so, I have been distant and harsh to you.”

“Elizabeth, first of all, you don’t need to apologize to me. I came onto you very hard and didn’t give you a chance to get to know me, but I want to change that. Now, about protecting yourself, I would never intentionally hurt you. My feelings for you are something that I myself am unfamiliar with; you are always, I mean always on my mind.” Sean said, wanting to reach over and take her hand, but he was sincere in his intentions, and knew he had to take this at her pace.

Elizabeth’s heart was pounding. Through training and intuition, she was able to decipher sincerity and honesty in others, and it was apparent that Sean’s admission was both sincere and honest, which meant that he truly did have feelings for her. “I would like to get to know you and you to know me.”

Over the next few hours, they talked about anything and everything. Elizabeth was amazed on how much they had in common and, with each passing minute, she fell just a little more for this Irish lad.

“Look at the time.” Sean said, hoping he could convince Elizabeth to go out to lunch with him. “Do you know any good Irish pubs?”

“Yes, I do.” She grinned, excited to show Sean her city.

“Would you like to show me? I mean, would you like to go to lunch with me at the pub?” Sean stuttered.

Elizabeth had to giggle at the hard ass Don stuttering about asking her to lunch.

“Are you laughing at me?”

“No. Well, maybe a little. And I would love to go to lunch with you.”

Elizabeth took him to the little Irish pub that she went to when she missed her sister. Mulleady’s Irish Pub was a tradition for her. It boasted Irish fare, weekend brunch, and whiskeys galore in an elevated pub with woodwork & stone fireplaces. They also provided her favorite, a wonderful Irish stew. They sat with their bowls of stew and a pint of Guinness and continued to get to know each other. At the end of lunch, Elizabeth decided that she wanted to pursue a relationship with Sean O’Leary and see where these feelings went.

After lunch, Sean walked Elizabeth back to her door. “I had a wonderful time.”

“So did I.”

“I guess I will see you on the plane back to Boston.”


“Fuck, Elizabeth, may I kiss you?”


Sean slowly moved in and captured her lips in a sweet but passionate kiss. Finally pulling away, he looked deeply into her lovely green eyes. “I have wanted to do that for so long. It was even better than I could ever dream.”

“I know what you mean. I hope this is a beginning of something special.”

“It will be. I see a very bright future for us.” Sean implored. Then kissed her once more. “I will see you tomorrow morning.”

“Have a good evening.”

“I won’t, because you won’t be with me.”

Elizabeth smiled at the comment and went into her apartment before she asked him to stay. She needed time to think about all that had happened.

Sean left with a spring in his step and love in his heart. He was so lost in this red headed lass.

The rest of afternoon, Elizabeth called Bella and filled her in on her date, yes she considered it a date with Sean and the plans for the funeral. When she found out the amount of people who would be in attendance from the family, she broke down and cried. She might have Irish blood running through her veins, but her family was Italian.


When the members of the Cullen/Volturi families, along with her parents, Monica and Anthony Servillo, boarded the plane, Elizabeth handed out an itinerary of the events for Lisa’s funeral, that she and her father had organized.

Prior to leaving Seattle, Elizabeth had placed an obituary in the Boston Globe. Lisa’s body was currently being kept at O’Brien’s Funeral Home, in the south end of Boston. Because of the time constraints and the condition of Lisa’s body it would be a closed casket. It was planned that a mass would be held at Cathedral of the Holy Cross, followed by a graveside service.

Edward and Bella had agreed to have the family and Coven team members stay at the townhouse. Sean had agreed to escort Peter, Elizabeth, and her parents, the Servillos, to the funeral home to make the arrangements.

Upon entering the funeral home, Elizabeth became ill, and was glad she had Monica and Anthony there for support, as well as Sean. Elizabeth and Peter selected a beautiful white casket. It would be covered in an enormous spray of pink and white roses, Lisa’s favorite. The funeral home also suggested, due to the enormity of the funeral, that a white horse drawn carriage would be a nice touch for the procession from the funeral home to the cathedral, and then to the cemetery. Peter mumbled that he didn’t see anything wrong with a hearse, but Elizabeth and Sean both vetoed that idea, and arranged for the carriage. It was to be drawn by two beautiful white horses bearing pink feather plumes.


Elizabeth asked Peter if she would be permitted to access Lisa’s wardrobe to select an outfit, to which he agreed. They picked out the traditional Irish prayer book and cards, which would be available to visitors at the cathedral entrance. The funeral director requested a picture of Lisa that would be used for a poster to be display on an easel next to the coffin at the church. Peter acquiesced that he would provide a current photo.


After all the arrangements were made, everyone retreated back to the Cullen townhome, where there would be a small reception held in Lisa’s honor.

Elizabeth was feeling extremely emotional and drained. Monica suggested that she may want to lay down and rest for a while. Sean said he would take her up to her room and see that she rested. They sat for a while as Elizabeth recanted the various adventures she and Lisa had while they were growing up. Sean listened attentively as she reminisced about her childhood, and noticed that, after a moment of silence, Elizabeth had drifted off to sleep. Sean placed a quilt that was sitting in a chair to the side over Elizabeth, lightly kissed her forehead, and left her to rest.

The day of the funeral dawned with bright sunshine, blue skies, and unseasonably warm temperatures. Elizabeth felt refreshed as she arose for the day. She heard a knock on the door, and opened it to find Bella and Monica with a tray of breakfast foods. The three women sat on the bed chatting about the events for the day, while Bella and Monica made sure Elizabeth was supported in any way they could.

After donning a simple black tank dress and heels, along with her cross necklace, the family Bible, and rosary that she had be given by Peter the day before, she was ready to face the daunting task of saying her final farewell to her beloved sister.

Limousines were lined on the street outside the townhouse to take all the family members directly to Holy Cross cathedral. Elizabeth rode with Edward, Bella, Sean, Peter, and Monica and Anthony. Sean held her hand tightly throughout the ride to the church, and continued to stay firmly by her side during the greetings, and service.

Once the casket was placed into the horse drawn carriage, all in attendance followed on foot to the cemetery, which was a half a mile up the road from the cathedral. The Boston Premier Bagpipe unit led the processional up the hill to the cemetery.

After the Bishop gave the sermon and the traditional benediction, Elizabeth rose from her seat and stepped up to the podium that had been provided. This was to be her only opportunity to speak for and to Lisa. With a handkerchief in her left hand, and a rosary in her right, she began.

“My name is Elizabeth O’Donnell Servillo, and I am Lisa’s older sister. I haven’t been able to spend a lot of time with my wonderful sister over the last couple of years, but I loved her any less. She was my sunshine. Lisa was a beautiful woman, with a loving and caring spirit. Her presence among us was too short, and she will be truly missed. I would like to say the traditional prayer of our Irish brethren.

Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Everything remains as it was.
The old life that we lived so fondly together
is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no sorrow in your tone.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that
we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effort
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because
I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval,
somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting,
when we meet again.

Elizabeth wiped away her tears and simply said, “ Weep nach, do tá tú i gcónaí i mo chroí.”  (Weep not, for you are always in my heart.) As she stepped away from the podium, Sean placed his arm around her waist and held her as the mourners filed by. The mourners each tossed a white rose upon the casket, which was lowered into the ground. Everyone was then invited back to Sean’s home for a wake in Lisa’s remembrance.


Jessica couldn’t believe she was in this tiny town that didn’t even have a Starbucks, or even one designer shop. She was currently wearing a pair of jeans, a blouse, and tennis shoes that she purchased for $30.00 at a Walmart before she arrived in this one red light town. She had been on her way back home when she spotted one of members of the Cullen family storming into the apartment building, and, in an instant, she knew that the idiot Michael had been caught. Slipping out a side door, she caught a cab and she laid on a sob story about how she was running away from an abusive relationship and the cabbie agreed to go the ATM for her, so she wouldn’t be seen on surveillance and buy her bus ticket out of town.

The bus took six hours to get to the little town that was four hours away from Seattle. She rented a room at the only motel/hotel in town and laid low. She would reach out to Aro in a few weeks when the dust had settled, but, for now, she would just have to suffer.

After eating another terrible meal at the diner, she was walking out the door when she ran into a man. Looking up, she became really nervous, he had on a policeman’s uniform and, when she looked at the name tag it said “Chief.” Fuck.

“Are you okay, ma’am?” He asked.

“Yes, I am so sorry.”

“Oh, you didn’t hurt me. You must be new to town.”

“I am.”

“Well, welcome to Forks.”








Chapter 19 of Bound and Dangerous


NOTE: This chapter is about the capture, torture, and death of Aro. If this effects you in any way, I would avoid reading this chapter.


Daniella Canalis dressed for her part as the enticing doctor making a house call in a black pencil skirt and a white silk blouse that wrapped snuggly around her more than ample breasts, like a present waiting to be opened. She had styled her long brunette hair in a chignon.


Her combination of both professional and sensual would entice any virile male to immediately want to play patient to her doctor. According to the operations plan, Daniella’s appearance would cause Aro to be so distracted, that it would prohibit him from suspecting that anything was amiss. She was simply a doctor responding to his call. The extraction team was in place and prepared. As soon as Daniella gave them the signal, they would immediately implement the extraction. Edward and Bella were making their own preparations, because they had a surprise for Aro. Daddy Dearest was in for a very rude awakening.

Daniella was carrying a black leather medical bag containing the standard items one would find in a doctor’s kit, as well as the items needed to carry out the plan. A secret compartment within the bag contained her 9mm, zip ties, and a syringe filled with Propofol, just in case Aro became suspicious and decided to put up some resistance. Edward and Bella had instructed that they wanted Aro to be as coherent as possible, so he would be aware of what was happening, as well as feeling the pain. The extraction team had already prepared syringes of adrenaline in order to revive Aro if he passed out from pain.

“I am ready to go in.” Daniella said, making one more check for her silent alarm that was part of her watch and that the camera contained in her necklace was sending a live feed to the waiting team.

“Affirmative. Proceed to the target, commence the operation. I want that fucker to start suffering. Extraction team, standby for signal.” Elizabeth smirked.

Affirmative responses were received from both Daniella and Diego, the extraction team leader.

Danielle exited the townhouse and got into her rented red Audi S5. The extraction team was following her in a white panel van. The van was carrying a specially designed container for moving Aro, a medium size wooden crate that had been specially fitted with sharp metal stakes protruding into the crate every six inches from the top to the bottom on all sides. Diego designed the crate based on a medieval torture device, the Iron Maiden.

Danielle arrived at the hotel and walked through the lobby and directly to the elevators up to Aro’s room. Taking a cleansing breath outside of his room, she put her game face on, and knocked on the door.

Aro had been on pins and needles all night until the desk clerk called and informed him that the doctor would be up first thing in the morning. He had hoped, when he woke up this morning, that things would be back to normal, but he was the complete opposite. His situation was rapidly deteriorating. As he was showering this morning, he noticed that his dick was still limp, and no amount of jerking, or gripping, helped. He also became panicked when he saw large clumps of hair falling from his scalp as he was washing his hair. It was no wonder that he was ecstatic when he heard the knock on the door. Remaining ever suspicious, he looked out the peephole and gasped at the stunning woman who was standing away from his door holding a doctor’s bag. Was this his doctor? “Who is it?”

“I am Doctor Canalis. The concierge called and said you had a medical emergency.” Daniella said.

Removing the locks, Aro opened the door and stared at the woman before him. She had to be one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. “Please, please come in.” Aro cooed.

“Thank you. Good morning. Are you Arturo Cygnet?

“Yes, yes I am.”

Aro led Daniella into the sitting area and motioned for her to have a seat on one of chairs while he sat on the couch.

“So, tell me, what is going on, Mr. Cygnet?” Danielle asked.

“I am having some serious issues, doctor. First, my hair has started falling out in huge clumps and my dick is limp.”

“Pardon me?”

“My dick is limp. It won’t get hard.” Aro groaned as he waved his hand towards his crotch, as if the doctor didn’t know where it was located.

Daniella cleared her throat and looked at Aro Volturi, mentally acknowledging that his hair and dick would soon be the least of his problems. “Sir, it is well known that men your age sometimes experience periods of erectile dysfunction. Has this problem occurred before?”

“NOT ME!” Aro yelled. “I have never ever had a problem with getting or keeping an erection. So there has to be some other reason.”

“Calm down, Mr. Cygnet; let’s review your medical history and see if we can find the cause of the problem.” Daniella was preparing to ask the basic medical questions when Aro reached over to the table and picked up the two four inch thick folders full of his medical information. When he left Seattle, it was the first thing he took out of his safe, knowing that he would need medical attention at some point. “Here is my complete medical file.”

Daniella took the files from Aro and tried her best to maintain her role and not laugh. She had been made aware that Aro was a hypochondriac. As she flipped through the sheets, she was amused by the things that he complained about. “I see you have had several health issues over the years.”

“Yes I have. My numerous health issues are directly linked to the genes I got from my father.”

“I see you are on a drug and vitamin regimen. Let’s get your vitals and I can get a better picture of what is going on, sir.” Daniella removed the stethoscope from the bag and checked Aro’s heart rate, while taking his pulse. She then applied the cuff from the portable blood pressure machine, and check his blood pressure. “Well, sir, everything seems to be normal; since you have stated that you never experienced this type of predicament before, I would like you to try a topical steroid cream and see if it helps.” Daniella pulled out a box containing various medications in pill form, liquids, and creams. They wanted it to appear that the “doctor” had medications stocked in the bag, so that Aro would not question her having the cream readily available.

“Has it worked in the past for other patients?” Aro worriedly asked.

“Yes, sir. The steroid cream has multiple uses, and has a high success rate for temporary erectile dysfunction. Now one of the side effects is a slight case of a burning sensation when first applied, but that should subside rather quickly.”

“If this helps, a little burning is well worth it. And, when this cream works, I would love nothing more than to show you just what a hard cock can do, doctor.” Aro smirked, thinking about all the erotic things he could do to the good doctor.

Daniella swallowed down the bile that wanted to make an appearance, and tried to keep up appearances, because she really wanted to pull out her gun and kill this sick bastard. “Okay, Mr. Cygnet, please stand and drop your pants for me.”

“With pleasure, my dear.” Aro said, licking his lips at her.

Daniella reached into the case and pulled out a pair of latex examination gloves and the tube of cream. When she righted herself, she came face to penis with Aro’s limp, lifeless dick. Swallowing back another bit of vomit that was trying to make an appearance, she put on a smile and began putting on her gloves. She wondered what the surveillance team was thinking, as they had an up close and personal view of Aro’s limp, hairless dick. “Mr. Cygnet, as I said earlier, this might cause a slight burning sensation, but that is totally normal.”

“As long as it corrects my problem, I can take a little pain.”

Squeezing on a large quantity of the cream onto her fingers, she rubbed it all over his lifeless dick and then squeezed another large amount and coated his testicles, ensuring every inch of his privates was coated with the cream. He was going to be in a hell of a lot of pain. “Okay, that should be sufficient. Please put your pants back on, sir.”

Aro licked his lips and grabbed Daniella’s left arm tight. “But, wouldn’t it be easier if I left them down? Because, as soon as this cream does its job and I am hard, I plan to ram it into that tight pussy of yours over and over again, until you cry out my name in ecstasy.”

Danielle had enough of this asshole and she needed to put him in his place. Rearing back with her right hand palm side up, she thrust it with all her strength into Aro’s nose, immediately hearing the satisfying crunch of his nose breaking. Take that, you fucker she thought.

“YOU BITCH!” Aro screamed, letting go of Daniella’s arm and holding on to his bloody, broken nose and falling back into the chair with his pants around his ankles.

Daniella quickly and smoothly reached into the bag and grabbed the specially made zip ties they had designed for Aro. Instead of the usually smooth surface, these had hard sharp teeth cut on the inside that would dig into the captive’s skin. She quickly circled behind Aro, pushed his head down and grabbed his wrists and placed the ties around them and pulled it tight. “Shut up, you sick bastard.”

“That hurts, let me fucking go, you bitch! Do you know who you are messing with?” Aro seethed, his teeth grinding together tightly.

Suddenly, the door opened and in walked Edward and Bella, guns drawn and pointed at Aro. “Well, well, well, look who we have here. Daddy Dearest.” Bella chuckled. “Looking a bit under the weather, I see. Nice job, Daniella.”


“You fucking whore, let me go!” Aro yelled. His nose was fucked up and bleeding, his wrists throbbed in pain, and he began to feel an intense burning sensation on and around his dick; as the seconds ticked by, the pain was increasing. “What the fuck is going on? What the fuck are you doing in my room?” He tried to turn around to see the doctor; then he yelled out, “My dick is on fire, make it stop.”

“Oh no, no, that won’t be happening.” Edward smirked. “This is only the beginning Aro. Il dolore è solo voi a partire fottuto maiale. (The pain is just starting, you fucking pig). ”

“Fuck you. Fuck all of you. Let me fucking go!!!!!”

Edward laughed a devilish chuckle. “Don’t swing that way. I love my wife’s pussy too much. Now, this is what is going to happen, we are taking you back to Seattle in first class accommodations. Your sick ass is going to pay for all the pain and heartache that you have inflicted, not only on my family and your own family, but on the O’Leary family as well.

Aro tried push through the extreme amount of pain his was feeling to get a grip on the situation. He was at a fucking loss as to what fuck he did to the O’Leary family. “I don’t know what the fuck you are talking about, motherfucker. I have never done anything to the fucking Irish.”

Edward stepped up and threw a punch, whipping Aro’s head around. “You fucking killed and dumped the body of Lisa O’Donnell, daughter of Peter O’Donnell of the O’Leary Family. Sound familiar now, cocksucker?”

“What do you care what happened to the whore?”

Bella rushed forward and hit Aro over the head with the butt of her gun. “Don’t you ever call her a whore again! That young girl was a beloved sister and daughter, and you took her life and discarded her like a piece of trash. For that, your fucking death will be drawn out and extremely painful.” Bella growled.

Aro spit blood all over the front of Bella’s blouse. “Fuck you. You are nothing but fucking mistake that should have trickled down your mother’s thigh, bitch.”

Edward punched Aro’s jaw so hard, he caused several teeth to fly out of his mouth. “You will not speak to my wife like that, you fucking monster. You are not fit to be in her presence. The only mistake in this room is you. The fact that you are still breathing is only temporary, and something I plan on correcting very fucking soon.”

Edward turned to the team members who had followed Edward and Bella into the room. “Get him ready for transport and get the cleanup crew in here.”

“Yes, sir.” Jack said with confidence and pleasure. The cleaning crew was the best in the business. Not only did they remove all physical evidence, but also electronic evidence. When they were through, there would not be one fraction of a millisecond of video left of Aro or any of the Cullens. Their trip to New York would be non-existent and new video and pictures would reflect the whole family in Seattle for the entire time.

Bella turned back to Aro. “See you in Seattle, motherfucker. Have a nice trip.”

Edward smirked and took Bella’s hand and walked out of the room. Their vehicle was waiting and the entire family was in the process of making their way to the airport to board the plane. Emmett and Seth had been with Edward and Bella as they took Aro captive and Jasper and a large security team made sure the rest of the family arrived to the runway safely.

Daniella helped the team get Aro prepared for transport. The first order of business was to tape his mouth shut. Daniella inserted a ball gag before applying the duct tape over it. They all were getting sick and tired of hearing his moaning and groaning. Fucker was an annoying shit. The specially constructed five foot by five foot wooden box was brought into the room. If he moved in any direction he would be impaled by the metal stakes, which just gave the team a warm happy feeling. After Aro was placed in the box and the lid was nailed shut, they loaded him on a cart and wheeled out to the van.


Jack was driving the van and made sure to hit every bump and pothole between the hotel and the airport. Yes, he was one evil sucker and he loved his job. He was still full of rage for Aro; he had been the unfortunate one to locate the suitcase and Lisa’s body, and so any pain that he knew that Aro was feeling made it just a little sweeter. Soon, they arrived at the airport and he drove the van to the cargo hold of the airplane. The team rolled Aro’s temporary coffin out of the van and placed him into the cargo hold. The ride to Seattle was going to be cold and noisy and every minute of displeasure that Aro endured would be just one second of pleasure to those who had been touched by his cruelty.

Edward and Bella had boarded the plane and the family was very interested in how the extraction had went and if everything had gone as planned.


“We are very pleased with how the Coven team has performed throughout this operation. Their precision, dedication, and success are admirable. We will be proud to promote this team to other families who will need the services of the best assassination team in the world.” Edward proudly announced. “Aro is currently in a box in the cargo hold. The Seattle team has the warehouse all set up and currently have Michael Newton in a cage awaiting our arrival.”

“Fucking Newton. I can’t believe he was that stupid.” Carlisle murmured. “Did you find Jessica?”

“Not yet, but we are continuing our search.”

“When are Sean and Peter going to arrive?” Esme asked.

“Actually they left about an hour ahead of us. Since we needed to take care of loading up the extra dead weight.”

“What? Aro’s dead already?” Esme squeaked.

“No, Mom, not yet, he will be wishing for death before that mercy is granted.” Edward smirked.

Elizabeth was sitting toward the back of the plane with her laptop open, but, instead of going over the information concerning the cleanup crew’s progress, she was daydreaming about Sean O’Leary. How had this man managed to get under her skin so quickly? She had tried to distance herself from him, but, every time she did, her heart physically ached. Thinking back to all the conversations they had, she began to think that perhaps she had been too overly critical of Sean. Maybe, just maybe, she could open up more to him. He had said he would be there for her and she knew that she would need someone strong to lean on during Lisa’s funeral. Because, as much as she wanted everyone to think she was holding it together, in reality she was barely functioning. Damn Irish sweet talker. She really had missed the Irish brogue; every time he called her lassie, her heart would skip a beat. She was so afraid that she was going to be hurt again, but she knew that if her sister had been here, she would tell her that the great treasures are those that you endure some pain for. For the first time since this trip started, she actually allowed herself to smile. Now she only hoped she hadn’t pushed him to far away; she was going to allow herself to open up to Sean’s advances and see where it took them.

The Cullen family put all thoughts about what was going to happen once they arrived in Seattle to the back of their minds. It was the first time since Aro’s escape that they were breathing a sigh of relief. Edward and Bella sat as close as possible on one of couches in mid cabin. They were relaxed, cuddling with each other, and whispering in hushed tones. “Are you sure you are ready for this?” Bella asked.


“Oh, baby, I can’t wait.” Edward said as picked up Bella’s delicate hand and kissed each knuckle sweetly.

“Okay. I was scheduled to have the shot on Friday, so I will cancel the appointment. But you do know it may take some time before anything might happen, right?”

“Yes, but we’ll have a fuck load of fun practicing, literally.” Edward joked as he then wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her even closer.

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Esme watched her son and daughter, yes, daughter, not daughter-in-law; Esme felt as though Bella were the daughter she never had, but always wanted. As she watched them, there was something about the way they touched and looked at each other and then it hit her, they were talking about a baby. Was Bella already pregnant? Was she going to be a grandmother? “Carlisle.” Esme whispered.

Carlisle leaned closer to Esme. “What is it, my love?”

“Look at them. I think our family is going to be getting larger.”

“Really.” Carlisle answered, not really questioning his wife’s intuitive nature.

“I think so. Oh, Carlisle, that would be so wonderful.” Esme cooed.

“It really would be, but, sweetie, let them come to us.”

“Oh, I will.” She promised, but she was already thinking of themes for the nursery.

The rest of the trip was uneventful and the security team kept an eye on Aro with the mini camera that been installed in the box. He was in a lot a pain. Even though he was gagged, one could tell he was screaming out in agony. When the plane touched down, the ground team was ready to take Aro to the warehouse, where his torture would continue until his ultimate demise.   After the team left, the family disembarked the plane and headed into the limos that were waiting for them. The family would be staying at the Cullen Estate while Aro was being dealt with, but Edward, Bella, Carlisle, Jasper, Emmett, and Seth would be in attendance for each and every hour of torture he was to receive. Michael and Tony would be attending, along with Sean, Peter, and Elizabeth. Several members of the Coven team were going to assist as necessary and help with keeping Aro conscious. Alec had decided he did not want to be there as his father was being tortured, but elected to stay with his mother and Maggie. Even though Aro was a demon, who possessed a black and evil heart from hell, he was still his father and, as much as he hated everything about him, he just couldn’t be in the room when he was killed.

The Cullens and Volturi arrived at the warehouse and were met by Sean and Peter. Elizabeth had ridden in with the Coven team which had arrived before everyone else to make sure all preparations had been made and everything was in order. Edward and Jasper had given them a list of tools that they would be needed.

Before walking into the warehouse, Edward pulled Bella to the side of the door. Over the years, he had participated in numerous tortures and killings of those who had wronged the family. He knew that, once he set foot through the door, he would need to be in a different mindset. He would no longer be the loving, caring man that Bella knew, but the hardened, unforgiving Don of the family. But Bella would also need to turn off her emotions and walk in as the Donna of the family. The man that was tied up might be her biological father, but she could not, at any time, show any weakness for him.

“Baby, we talked about this. When we walk in we need to be in the right mindset. Once we step through that door, we must rid ourselves of our compassion, hell, our humanity.” Edward implored. “Do you think you can do this?”

Bella knew what was about to happen and she had been preparing herself mentally for this all week. “Edward, I have considered everything that man has done, everything he could do if left to survive, and I am also aware of how I need to perform during this time. I need to see this to the end. I will see it end, and I can handle it. We are doing the world a favor, and I am looking forward to starting our future without his shadow. We need to do this for our family.”

“Okay, love, I just wanted to make sure you are ready. Let’s get this over with. I love you.”

“As I love you.” Bella said, reaching up and placing a kiss on his pouty lips.

Edward turned back to the group, who were standing by waiting to enter the warehouse. The Don and Donna would enter first, according to protocol, and others would follow in a sign of support and loyalty. Edward opened the door and the smell of piss and blood flooded his nose. The Don side of Edward relished in the smell, because he knew that the smell was an indication of fear. He also knew the smell of death would soon be joining them. Making their way down the hallway, they entered the main room where the Coven team had both Aro and Michael Newton suspended from meat hooks. Michael was stripped naked, his feet were tied by ropes and his legs were stretched as far as possible. The welts on his sides and back indicated that the team had gotten a few good shots, providing him a preview of the real pain he was about to receive.

Located in the middle of the room were two metal surgical tables, accompanied with side tables, which contained the specific instruments that Edward had requested of the team before they departed New York. The floor was concrete with sewage drains located under each table. There was a hanging spotlight over each table and metal restraints built in at the throat, ankle, and hand locations.

Edward nodded to one of the team members, Kevin, to bring Michael forward using the pulley system the meat hook was attached to. Michael was gagged, but the muffled sounds emanating from him, clearly demonstrated that he was unhappy.

“Mr. Newton, since you are not at liberty to speak, simply nod yes or no for the required answers. Do you understand?” Edward started with the questioning.

Michael nodded his head yes.

“Good, good, Mr. Newton. Do you know why you are here?”

Michael shook his head in the negative.

“Well, Mr. Newton, perhaps I should refresh your memory. Strength of the family, like the strength of an army depends on the loyalty of its members. You have not been loyal to the family. In fact, you tried to steal from the family; for that, the sentence is death.”

Michael eyes grew wide as he heard what Edward said. He didn’t know how Edward had found out about him trying to hack into the system, but he must have underestimated the security that little shit Alec had designed.

“Newton, your downfall is that you were thinking with your dick and not your brain. Wrong head, man. Jessica was sent to seduce you by that asshole over there.” Edward smirked, pointing at Aro, who was also hung up by meat hooks, which were pierced through his shoulders and his collarbone, with his shoulder bones supporting his weight. “Take Mr. Newton down and strap him to the table.”

Jack and Kevin came over and loosened the rope and allowed Michael to drop hard on the cold hard concrete floor with a loud thump. Chuckling, they removed the ropes around his ankles and yanked him dragging him across the floor to the table. Picking him up, they threw him on the table and strapped each wrist and ankle. “Ready whenever you are, boss.”

Edward took off his jacket, tie, and cufflinks and began rolling up the sleeves of his crisp white shirt. Turning to Jasper, “Did you bring my little friend?”

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“Yes, Boss.” Jasper smirked as he reached into his jacket and pulled out Edward’s favorite knife.

Newton was screaming and writhing on the table, trying to figure a way out of this, but, of course, the gag was not allowing him to give the excuses he was thinking up.

“Oh, my little friend, I haven’t seen you in a while.” The last time he had seen or used the knife was on the guy who had killed Billy at the docks. “Newton, I am going to tell you how this is going to go down. I am going to cut off each one of your fingers, for trying to steal from me and then I am going to cut out your heart, for breaking the code of the family.”

Michael thrashed around trying to get loose, but to no avail. Edward was pleased that Jasper, who was the keeper of his knife, had made sure that it was razor sharp, so cutting off each of Michael’s fingers was like slicing through butter. By the time he cut the last one off the table, rivulets of blood were running down from where each finger had been sliced away, and made their way into the drain. Edward reached down and grabbed a handful of hair and brought Michael’s face closer to his. “We took you in, we gave you a job that paid you well, you were protected under the family, we trusted you, and this is how you repay us? May the devil welcome you into the depths of hell for your betrayal.” Edward said, dropping Michael’s head and jabbed the knife into his chest and cut his heart out. Dropping the heart onto the table, he turned to everyone present. “Family first.”

“FAMILY FIRST!” Everyone yelled.

Walking back to the table, where all the tools were laid out, Edward picked up a towel and cleaned some blood off his hands. It was not something Edward wanted to do on a daily basis, but enforcing the code of loyalty was a necessary evil and it felt good. “Take Aro down and strap him to the table.”

Jack and Kevin lowered Aro; once his feet were on the ground, they pulled the meat hooks from his body. Aro’s face went deathly white and then his head fell forward. He had passed out from the pain.

“Oh, no, we won’t have any of that shit; wake that motherfucker up!” Edward barked.

Daniella rushed forward with the syringe of adrenaline and jabbed it into Aro’s leg, pumping in a large dose. Aro’s head began to sway back and forth as he began to wake up.

“Once he is strapped down, remove his gag. I want to hear his cries.” Edward smirked.

They carried Aro over to the table and strapped each wrist and ankle to the table. Once secure, they lifted the edge of the duct tape and ripped it from his mouth taking the ball gag with it. Aro cried out in pain.

Edward picked the cat o’nine tails and walked over to the table. “You have boasted that you are a Dominant, but you are not. You don’t put the needs and desire of your submissive before yourself and do not care that you inflict damage to your submissives. As a Dominant of good standing in the community, I am here today to right this wrong. I will be dealing out the punishment for your many sexual transgressions within and outside of the community. Then, I will report to the community that no aftercare was given.”


Edward took a step back and with all his strength, he snapped the cat o’nine onto Aro’s chest. The razor sharp teeth cut into the flesh and, as it was ripped back out for another strike, it tore the skin into deep gashes. With each strike, Aro’s cries grew louder and louder. Finally, after the fifth strike, Edward admired his handy work. The gashes were all over his chest and legs, which were bleeding quite profusely. He smiled down at Aro and then spit on him. “Fuck you to hell for the pain and suffering you have caused, asshole.”

As Edward walked away, Michael Volturi walked up to the table. “You have brought great shame to this family. Your soul is as black as night and I do not consider you my son.” Michael said, and then pulled a black handled knife from his pocket. “You planned and tried to harm my wife, your own mother. That you would even entertain the idea of harming a single hair on her beautiful head is unbelievable, and for that I am going to remove the hair from yours.” Making several quick semicircular cuts on either side of Aro’s head, and grasping a hand full of his hair, Michael yanked it back quickly, removing the scalp from his head. Once the scalp was removed, Michael poured a cup of sulfur over the open wound.


Aro couldn’t concentrate, couldn’t think of anything but stopping the pain. The world was spinning and he didn’t know what hurt worse at that point and he just wanted it to end.

“MERCY!!!!” He finally screamed in agony.

“We will show you the mercy that you have so graciously shown your victims.” Edward spat.

Elizabeth walked over to stand beside her father and Sean. As Lisa’s family, she and her father would be administering the last part of Aro’s torture. They walked up to the table, one on each side.

Peter looked down at the bloodied face of the monster who had robbed him of his daughter. “You took away a bright light from this world. My daughter, Lisa, who you abused, and brutally murdered, then threw away like a piece of garbage, had a long life ahead of her. She was intelligent, beautiful, and loved, until she met you. As her father and sister, we invoke the right of revenge.” Peter said, trying to hold it together.

He nodded to Elizabeth, who had been told that she and her father would be sharing in ending the life of the monster who had robbed them of their sister and daughter. It was not a reunion for the two of them, but a common goal, getting justice for Lisa. Picking up the cattle prod she rammed it up Aro’s ass in one swift motion, and turned it on. Aro screamed out in pure agony.

Peter walked around to the head of the table and bent down to Aro’s blood filled ear and spoke, “Che tu possa bruciare all’inferno.” (may you burn in hell) It was an Italian phrase he had asked Edward to translate for him.

He nodded once again to Elizabeth, who yanked the cattle prod from Aro’s ass, as Peter took a piece of barb wire into his gloved hands and wrapped it around Aro’s throat, pulling tightly. The spikes cut deeply into the skin and Aro gasped for air. “Che tu possa bruciare all’inferno” Peter repeated. Aro gasped and gurgled as he choked on his own blood, thrashing about until his eyes rolled back into his head and he slumped upon the table.

Aro Volturi was dead.



Chapter 18 of Bound and Dangerous

Bound and Dangerous




AN:     A big thanks goes out to my support team: my beta, Princess07890/RAH07890, and my pre-reader, dj071688.

I own the storyline for Bound and Dangerous, but I borrowed the characters’ names from Stephenie Meyer. No copyright infringements are implied.


Jack stood in the entrance to the room, covered in mud and green slime, with a heavy heart. This was not an enviable position. He felt relieved that he could bring closure to Elizabeth, by finding her sister’s body, yet still wished he was able to provide her with better news. Elizabeth’s face looked so broken; he could tell she was barely holding it together.

Elizabeth cleared her throat, trying to find some semblance of the professional demeanor she aspired to maintain. “Jack, what do you have to report?” The question came in a whisper, her voice breaking with every syllable.

“Elizabeth, I found the suitcase. It is the one Aro purchased. I’m sorry, Elizabeth, our suspicions were confirmed; the body of your sister, Lisa, was within the suitcase.”

All hope, even the smallest shred, was lost as Elizabeth heard the words Jack delivered to her. Her knees began buckle and her breathing was becoming labored. She had anticipated this, she knew just the kind of monster Aro Volturi was, so it was no surprise that this was the result. But, God help her, it was her baby sister. She did not know if it was true if, at the moment of your death, you saw your life flash before your eyes, but she knew that her sister’s life was flashing before hers.


Memory upon memory assaulted her. When her parents first brought her home, helping her mother take care of her, assuming the role of her mother when theirs had died. Everything that she tried to store as far back in her mind as she could, had escaped and now crippled her completely. She wasn’t going to survive this; she wanted Lisa back. She was so lost in her memories she didn’t hear Sean enter the room. He had come to the townhouse for an update on their operations.

The night before, after Elizabeth had left, he planned to go to his home office and try to get some work done. The family was expecting a shipment of guns next week, and he needed to ensure that everything organized and as secure as possible. The family had received intelligence that the Cortez family from Colombia were putting out feelers to weasel their way into his territory. They were known for their distribution of drugs, but it seemed they wanted to branch out into guns. Sean knew that shit wasn’t going to happen on his watch. After reading over the same paragraph three times, he decided to give up and go for a long walk.   He needed to clear his mind. Grabbing his jacket and his nine mil, he placed the gun into his back holster, and took the elevator down to the first floor. The guards on duty tonight were Colin and Seamus. Seamus jumped up from the desk when he saw the Don step off the elevator. Colin was Sean’s personal bodyguard, and was already in step with his boss and best friend as he stepped off the elevator.

“I don’t need you guys tonight. I’m going for a walk, clear the cobwebs, alone.”

“But, sir, that is not advisable.” Seamus responded. Colin remained silent, with a slight smirk on his face. He knew when Sean was in this type of mood; it was better not to push.

“I don’t give a fuck. I am going for a walk and I am going alone.” Sean barked in a tone that would make a grown man piss his pants.

“Yes, sir.” Seamus returned. Colin stationed himself outside the front entrance to the building, but not before instructing Seamus to keep an eye on the monitors.

Sean walked out the door and down the street towards the park. With every step he reviewed every word they had shared, every look, and every touch; fuck, why couldn’t he get Elizabeth out of his head? Why the fuck was that? All the other women he had ever dealt with had never been a problem. As he fucked them, he didn’t think of them again. Even though he and Elizabeth had never had sex, he couldn’t seem to stop thinking of her and longing spending more time with her. But she shut him out. Did she not share the same feelings that he had? Better yet, what the fuck were these feelings? And why the fuck did hurt so much when she left and why was it that he wanted nothing more than rush over to the Cullen townhome, rush in, take her into his arms, and kiss the fuck out of her before he kidnapped her and rushed off to Vegas for a quick wedding. WAIT!!! Marriage? Was that what he was feeling? Was he in love with Elizabeth?

Suddenly, he was faced with a punk ass kid dressed in all black, holding a knife.


“Give me your fucking money or I will cut you, motherfucker.” The kid snarled, shaking the knife in Sean’s face.

Shit, this was not this kid’s lucky day. Sean looked at the kid, his shaking hands, his hold on the knife, and knew he had nothing to worry about. “Really, you want my money?”

“Yeah, motherfucker.” The question made the kid nervous.

Sean reached into his jacket and pulled out his gold plated, pearl handled desert eagle and pointed it in between the kid’s eyes. When the kid saw the gun, his hands shook so badly that he dropped the knife. “You don’t know who the fuck you are messing with. Who do you work for?”


“Jose Lopez.” The kid responded. He wanted to either run, or piss his pants, and not necessarily in that order.

“And that fucking name should mean something to me? Who is the Boss, ese?” Sean barked, knowing that, if the kid was part of a family, he would know what he was asking.

“Roberto Cortez.” He responded with just a little more bravado. He knew that name meant something in this town.

Fuck, this punk ass kid was working for the fucker who was trying to cut into his turf. He needed to send a message to Roberto and this kid was going to do it. “Listen to me very carefully. You listening? I want you to take this message back to the Boss, not Jose, but to Roberto. You tell him to stay the fuck out of the O’Leary turf or there is going to be a lot of fucking bloodshed, and it isn’t going to be Irish blood. Do you have that, ese?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good, now get the fuck out of my face!” Sean said, shoving the kid hard to the ground. The kid jumped up and took off down the street, leaving his knife on the ground.   Sean returned his weapon and continued his walk. After hours of walking around the city, he headed back to his apartment with a plan to go to Cullen’s townhome tomorrow and lay his feelings on the line. If they didn’t straighten out where they stood, Elizabeth was going to drive him batshit crazy.

Sean arrived about mid-morning at the townhouse. Maggie was there and told him about the dress she had picked out yesterday. During their conversation, he saw Jack enter through the back door. From all appearances, he had been searching for the suitcase. Jack’s expression said it all; the suitcase was found, and so was Lisa. Sean wrapped up his conversation with Maggie, and went to the command post to find out what was going on. When he entered the room, he noticed all the color had drained from Elizabeth’s face, and her knees were buckling, and she was gasping for air. Her eyes were empty. There was no emotion, no tears, just that blank stare. He had seen this look before, it was not a good sign. As soon as he neared her, her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she began to fall backwards toward the table. Running the last few steps, Sean quickly caught her before she hit the floor, cradling her limp body close to his. “Get a damn doctor in here!” Sean screamed.

Edward grabbed his phone and called the Dr. Mallos, who had come with the team on the trip. It had been determined early on that they would have a doctor on all extensive jobs, just in case something went wrong. It was almost impossible for them to go to a regular hospital and it was more cost effective to pay the good doctor a hefty sum to keep the team alive and healthy.

“Let me take her, Sean.” Edward said as he began to kneel beside them.

“No. Get the goddamn doctor in here and don’t even fucking attempt to take her from me.” Sean seethed between his tightly clenched teeth. “She is mine and mine alone and I will kill any motherfucker who tries to take her away from me.”

Edward slowly rose and took a step back. He could relate to the way Sean was feeling; he felt the exact same way every time someone came too close Bella, the rage for his need to protect the woman who was his everything.

Dr. Mallos walked into the room carrying his bag and went straight to where Sean was kneeling on the floor holding onto Elizabeth. He knelt beside them. Sean instantly tightened his hold of Elizabeth and gave Dr. Mallos a look of warning that would kill. “Sir, I am Dr. Mallos, and I need to check Elizabeth out. Do you think you can possibly take her to her room and lay her on her bed? She will more comfortable there.” He said calmly.

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Sean rose up and gently carried Elizabeth to her room, with Dr. Mallos following closely behind. He laid her down on the bed with care and willed himself to remove his arms from her. He knew he needed to allow the doctor to do his job, but he didn’t want to lose the connection. Finally, he let go and stepped back allow the doctor to begin his examination.

Edward walked up to Sean and placed his hand on his shoulder. “She is going to be okay. She just found out that they found Lisa’s body.”

“Fuck. I knew they were holding out hope, even if it was clear that she was dead.” Sean groaned. “Where is Aro?”

“We have him under surveillance and they have already begun implementing the plan.”

“Edward, you need to make sure that fucker suffers ten times the pain he has caused.”

“I promise you that he will. I need you to get a hold of Peter; we are flying out tonight for Seattle with Aro.”

Sean turned and looked Edward dead in the eye. “I’m coming, too.”

Edward knew this was more about Sean being there for Elizabeth than it was about getting a shot at Aro. “That’s fine, Sean; I already assumed you would want to be there.”

Bella walked into the room and wrapped her arms around Edward’s waist, needing the connection that they shared, to help ground her during the chaos and tragedy of the news. “How is she?”

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“The doctor hasn’t said yet.” Edward said, kissing the top of her head. He loved how she fit so perfectly against his body. Well, fuck, she fit perfectly everywhere.

“We’ve got a situation back in Seattle.” Bella said. “It seems that someone tried to hack into our personal bank account.”

“Fuck, did they get in?” Edward groaned.

“No, Alec’s system was able to keep the person online long enough to back track their web address and turn on their camera of their computer. He got the picture of the person, along with the address where the computer was housed.”

“Great. Damn, Alec is a worth his weight in gold with these programs.”

“Here is the thing though Edward, we know the person.” Bella stated. Edward was slightly surprised that someone that knew them would be so fucking stupid.

“Who was it?” Edward asked.

“Michael Newton and he was doing it from Jessica Stanley’s apartment.”

“That Goddamn motherfucker is dead! Dead, I tell you!” Edward yelled. “I want his ass picked up immediately and taken to the warehouse along with that Jessica bitch.”

“I already sent out the command and they got Michael, but Jessica was nowhere to be found.”

“Fuck!” Edward groaned.

“I have extra guys looking, but the stupid blonde was smart enough to leave everything in the apartment and her car is still in the garage.” Bella grumbled.

At this point, the doctor walked back over to the group. “I have checked Elizabeth over and she is just in shock. She has held in the grief so long that this bit of news pushed her over the edge.”

“When will she wake up?” Sean asked as he looked over to where she was lying and wanted nothing more than to lay beside her and wrap her up in his arms and make all the sadness to go away.

“I don’t know for sure. This is brain’s defense mechanism; when she is ready, she will wake up.”

“Thanks, Doc. We will be leaving in a few hours, so you need to pack and be ready to leave.” Edward said.

“Certainly. She is going to need a lot of support when she wakes.”

“We are her family and we will be here for anything that she needs.” Bella whispered. She didn’t have a sister, but she could imagine what it would be like if something like this happened to Alice. She looked up at Sean; his face said it all. He was in love with Elizabeth. “Sean, why don’t you sit with her until she wakes up? Edward and I have to attend to some business.”

“Thank you, Bella. I promise to take care of her and protect her with my life.”

Edward and Bella walked out the door and Sean took his place beside Elizabeth. He watched her chest rise with each breath that she took. He may be the head of the family, but he believed in God and silently prayed that she would awake soon and allow him to console her through this time of grief. But, he didn’t know if she would. Why was she this way? Women.

As he sat patiently waiting, he made some phone calls. First, he phoned Colin and filled him on what was happening. He told him to contact Peter immediately, and to get with Mackenzie, the family Consigliere, to make the funeral arrangements for the family. With them returning to Seattle with Aro, the arrangements were going to need to be made as soon as possible. They could hold the funeral when they returned. Since he would be traveling with the Cullens, and wouldn’t need additional security, he appointed Colin as acting Don until his return. He brought him up to speed on the different shipments that were scheduled, and told him to get with Mackenzie for any questions. He could call Sean whenever necessary.


When he ended his conversation with Colin, he noticed Elizabeth’s breathing change and eyes began to flutter. A small moan escaped her pouty lips and then her red rimmed eyes opened and stared into his. “What happened?”

“You fainted, lass. I caught you and brought you to your room. The doctor has been in and you are physically fine. He just left the room with Edward and Bella.”

“What are you doing here?” Elizabeth asked. Her heart was shattering into a million pieces; she didn’t have the energy to put up with a man who would in the end break it more.

“I came to talk to you, lass.” Sean said in calm voice. “I thought I would tell you what it is I feel and want.”

Raising up and getting off the bed, she still felt a little shaky, but she needed to put distance between herself and Sean. “What you want? Let me tell you right now, Sean O’Leary, what I want. I want you to leave me alone. I will not be one of your come Saturday night girls and I am sure you don’t want anything else, because I have heard all about your sexual exploits. News flash, Mr. O’Leary, I am not a whore.”

“I don’t want that.” Sean implored.

Laughing a nervous laugh, she continued, “Yeah, right. Mr. O’Leary, leave me alone.”

“But, Elizabeth, I have these feelings for you.”

“Take a damn laxative, then, because you are so full of shit right now. I’m leaving; I have a job to do. See you around.”


Elizabeth said, and then marched out of the room. She walked quickly down the hall and into the nearest empty room. Shutting the door behind her and leaning up against it, she willed herself to calm down. This man always had a way of getting to her. She didn’t know how much longer she could keep him at arm’s length. Finally, she had calmed down enough and continued to the command center. She didn’t need this added onto what she was already dealing with because of Aro.

“Give me an update.” Elizabeth barked.

“Daniella is en route as we speak. The extraction team is already set up and the containment box has been readied and waiting for the target. But we have a situation we need to inform you about. Our tracers indicate that Aro placed a phone call and set up a meeting with someone. He was followed to a club which we traced back as being owned by one Roberto Cortez. Mr. Cortez is currently under contract with Hugo Boss as one of their models, however, he is also known as the head of a Colombian family who is notorious for their drug imports.”

“All right, I want a detailed workup on this Roberto Cortez. Be ready to move to Seattle as soon as the target is in the box.”

Elizabeth was in control again. That is how she would survive for the coming weeks, focusing on the task at hand. She had no time for Sean, nor would she direct her efforts on anything other than the pain and suffering that would soon be inflicted on Aro Volturi. She would avenge her baby sister if it was the last thing she did.