Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...
The wait is over...
The anticipated outcome...
Will Isabella get her punishment for being a such a naughty little pussycat?
Will Master Edward forgive her for breaking one of his very important rules?
Stay tuned to find out the answers to that and so much more...
Like why did Edward call Charlie in the wee hours of the morning so long ago...
Here's a little peek into the chapter...
I ran a hand roughly over my face and sighed.
Damn, I was tired!
A cursory glance at the clock told me that it was just after midnight, and I missed having dinner with Bella.
This was becoming a habit that I could no longer ignore.
A sharp knock on the door, disrupted the little one-man pity party I was currently having. “Come in,” I called out to the knocker, breathing easy when I saw it was just my father.
“Edward,” Carlisle said in greeting, eyeing me with concern. “What are you still doing here, son? I thought you were headed home hours ago?”
Motioning to the chair in front of my desk, I urged my father to sit. “I was dad, but this case...it´s stumping me. But...”
“Your heart´s not in it,” Carlisle said, finishing my sentence. “That usually what happens when you have a beautiful woman at home warming your bed at night.”
“God,” I groaned, tugging at my hair in agitation. “Am I that transparent?”
“Yes, and no, Son,” he answered somewhat diplomatically. Wanting to know more, I inclined my head, encouraging him to continue. “Edward, my boy, you are my son, and besides that, like your mother, when you do something, you don´t do it halfway.” Smirking, he picked up the picture frame that was sitting on my desk in front of me; it was a picture of Bella and me at the Valentine´s Day Ball.
My girl was fucking gorgeous.
I couldn´t keep my eyes off her, and I made sure to stay close all night. The vultures were circling, and I didn’t want anyone getting any ideas. That weekend marked many firsts and changed things for both of us. Irrevocably.
Images of me taking my pet anally flashed through in my head.
“I swear to God, Isabella, if you don´t stop me now...I won´t be able to fucking quit!”
“Ahhh...fuck...” she screamed. “Please, Sir...please...I need you to move! Please...holy shit! I need to feel your cock...please Sir...pleeeeeasssseeeee!”
Never had I felt so connected, not just physically, but also spiritually to another person in my life. And what came next was a shock, even to me. I didn´t remember consciously dialing, but I knew as soon as heard his gruff voice, I had to fucking man up.
That's it for now ppl!
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Mojo & Marley...