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Upstairs at the club, Victoria had just arrived. I have yet to tell her about Marcus. I prefer to surprise her.
"It's five o'clock in the fucking morning. What the fuck is so important that it couldn't wait a few more hours?" Victoria asked as she barged into my office.
"Good morning, it's nice to see you too," I chuckled.
"Ain't nothing good about this time of morning," she grumbled.
Okay so maybe I'm the only one that is fucking cheerful at this ass fuck of an hour. Can you blame me though? Today is the day Marcus is going to die. It's a fucking good day, and I don't want to waste a second of it.
"I have a surprise for you."
"Your surprise could not wait a few more hours?"
"Nope," I said, popping the p.
"Well, show me this so called surprise," she said looking all kinds of adorable.
I don't think I could ever explain my obsession with Victoria or why it is I even saved her from Marcus's clutches. She was just another girl who Marcus had captured, no different than the rest really. Only she was different, very different.
Like I said, I can't explain why I wanted to help her. But seeing her there on that couch in that filthy room, curled up into a ball. She had such innocent eyes, she was so young, so fragile. I guess in a way I kind of saw myself in her.
Whatever it was that made me want to help her, I'm glad I did. I shudder to think what could have happened to her if I had not seen her that night.
I pushed my chair back standing up. I came around to her and cupped her faced, placing a kiss on her forehead.
"You are so fucking cute sometimes," I say.
"Fuck you Cullen," she says with a yawn.
"Come on," I chuckle grabbing her hand.
We make our way down underground. Victoria didn't say a word until we reached the final door on the left, she knows what this room is for and I saw a look of panic grace her face.
"What did I do?" She barely asked.
"You didn't do anything," I say. I'm confused as to why she would ask such a thing.
"Why am I here then if you're not going to kill me?"
"I could never fucking kill you, no matter what fucked up shit you may do."
May not be a smart thing to confess, but it was the honest to God truth. I could never hurt Victoria let alone kill her.
"Ed," she sounded uncertain.
"Trust me," I say.
I bang on the door three times. Ronnie opens, he's been watching the fucker all night.
"How's out friend?" I ask.
"Motherfucker has a mouth the size of Texas, he doesn't keep it shut either."
The both of us turned when we heard Victoria gasp. Her grip on my hand tightened to the point of pain and she moved so most of her body was behind mine.
"Well look what we fucking have here," Marcus spoke up. There was a shit eating grin on his face as well.
"Any one give you permission to talk?" Ronnie yelled.
"Edward…" Victoria trailed off. She didn't take her eyes of Marcus. In this moment she looked so much like that scared little girl all those years ago.
"Trust me, its okay. You need this Vic, you need this closure."
"I…Can't…I can't go near him. Please Edward, please," she begged.
She had overcome a lot, and she was fucking strong and could put any fucker in his place that ever looked at her the wrong way now. It broke my fucking heart that a piece of shit like Marcus could cause her to feel so small and insignificant, bring her so much fear.
"You can," I say. My voice louder than it should be making her jump slightly.
"Hey, we're going to be right here with you," Ronnie reassure her.
"This is your great plan Edward? This is how you plan to end me? Let a little used up whore do a man's job," Marcus snickered.
"You, shut the fuck up." Ronnie charged at him. He grabbed his head and smacked it into the wall.
Marcus slid down the wall until his ass hit the floor. He started laughing hysterically. In a way it was almost amusing to watch. He looked as if he had lost his mind.
"Come on honey, come to daddy," Marcus laughed. "Take your best shot."
"You just don't fucking learn, do you old man?" Ronnie said, throwing his hands up. I can only imagine the night he had with Marcus.
Victoria closed her eyes. She took a few very deep breaths, in and out. She looked like she was fighting an inner battle, deciding wherever she could do this or not. I know she can. She has overcome so much, I never expected her to come this far. I never thought she would end up working for me, but she is my highest earner. This is the one demon she has left, the one thing she needs to overcome. If she does this, hell if she even only watches, I know she will be able to move on and put the demons of her past well and truly behind her.
Very slowly she opened her eyes, looking right at me. "Please don't leave me alone with him," she said.
"I'm not going anywhere Vic. You take as much fucking time as you want and do whatever you need to do to him," I say.
She nods and turns to Marcus.
"Hey sweet heart. It's been a long time. Daddy's missed you," Marcus says.
"You're not my daddy," Victoria responds.
"Daddy?" Ronnie leans in close to whisper to me.
"Before Marcus put her to work, he…He used to make her call him daddy," I say.
It took Victoria a long time to tell me exactly what had happened to her, and I still don't think she's told me everything.
"And you didn't mention this last night when I was all alone with him?" Ronnie said, looking at the fucker with such disgust.
"Because I want her to have her revenge, so she can sleep peacefully at night knowing that piece of shit it's out there somewhere."
"Oh I remember you screaming out daddy, daddy, daddy," Marcus mocked.
"You forced me."
"You wanted it. You loved every minute of it."
"You kidnapped me."
"I saved you from a shit hole of a home," Marcus says. He stood up, Victoria took a step back.
"I offered you a better life. I gave you a place to live. I gave you food. I gave you clean clothes, and I gave you a job."
Victoria had her arms by her side. Her hands were balled up into tight fists, her knuckles had turned white. She charged at Marcus, surprising him. His back hit the wall with the force of her.
"Go Vic," Ronnie cheered.
"You're a monster!" She yelled.
She grabbed him by the shirt and pushed him back to the ground. She kicked him in the stomach and then in the groin. Marcus curled up in pain.
"You are a fucking monster," she repeated. Each word was followed by a swift kick to which ever part of his body she could find.
"You used me," she yelled even louder. "You let all of them use me."
She stopped to catch her breath.
"And now I'm going to use you."
"Are you finished having your fun, sweetheart?" Marcus asked with a groan.
"We haven't even began," she said.
"You fucking little bitch. You think you have it in you to kill me. NO, you don't!"
"I'm the bitch?" Victoria laughed. "I'm in charge now, so you're my bitch."
I don't know where Victoria got this confidence from, but I am fucking happy that she found it.
"I need some things," she says looking at Ronnie and myself.
"Whatever you need," I tell her.
"Can you come with me?" she asks biting her nails.
"I'll come with you," Ronnie said. I think he just wanted to leave the room.
I pulled up a chair and sat down facing Marcus. I was curious what Victoria had up her sleeve. If there was one think about her, she had a very wild imagination and she never does what you expect her to do.
"How's your wife?" Marcus asks.
"Go fuck yourself," I say.
"You know, you should consider yourself lucky she never crossed paths with me first. You may have fooled me with Victoria once, but if I would have gotten my hands on Isabella," he said licking his lips.
I chuckled. I knew what he was trying to do, and I was not going to give him the satisfaction by reacting to his words.
"She's a tiny little thing. Fucking cute too, do you know how much she could have made?" He tried again.
I shrug, just to piss him off.
"You have balls. I have to hand it to you. You ending the ring as you did?"
"I did what had to be done," I say.
"That is a lot of money you have turned your back on," he says. "And it's not just your pocket that has been effected. I am sure you have made a lot of enemies now."
"There are other things in this life that are far more important than money," I say.
"Like your wife," he tries again.
"Like my wife." I reply.
"I heard she came back. Has she forgiven you for killing her family? Is that why you ended things, for her?"
"I ended things because it was the right thing to do," I say through gritted teeth.
"Do you really think you have made a difference at all? You haven't done a damn thing."
"I ended things for us, and to me that's all that matters. You know for a dead man, you sure have a lot to say."
"I have nothing left to lose. You however, have everything to lose," he smiled.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" I say, shifting in my seat.
"You kill me, you think it's all over and you and the little wife will walk hand in hand into the sunset together. You. Are. Wrong."
"Keep talking," I say standing now.
"Nope," he says.
"Like I said, Edward, I have nothing left to lose. Wherever I tell you or not, there is nothing in it for me. So why bother," he shrugs.
"You're full of shit," I spit.
"Am I? My parting words to you Edward. Your problems have only just begun."
Victoria and Ronnie chose that moment to come back in. They were not alone. Felix was both a Dom and a Sub here at the club. What the fuck had they brought him here for?
"What the fuck is he doing here?" I asked.
"All part of the master plan Edward," Victoria said smiling.
I am not worried about Felix opening his mouth. He is very quiet, and he himself is involved in some shady shit, so I know he won't be opening his mouth about anything.
"That's him." Victoria points Marcus out to Felix.
"Perfect. Anything specific?" Felix asked.
"He's a virgin. Go wild," Victoria said, her eyes lighting up as she spoke. The spark in Felix's eyes didn't go unnoticed either.
"This is fucked up, but I can't wait to see it," Ronnie said.
"Well someone is going to get fucked," I laugh.
"What the fuck do you think you are doing? Get away from me," Marcus shouted.
Felix was circling him like a how a vulture circling its prey.
"Make him call you daddy," Victoria said.
"You heard the little lady, I'm your daddy," Felix said, crouching down in Marcus's face.
"Fuck you!" Marcus spat.
"Oh, this is going to be fun." Felix rub his palm together.
"Have a fucking seat Ed, you're blocking my view," Ronnie said, pulling up two chairs.
The fucker sat down. He pulled out a bag of popcorn, he had beer and two smoky bacon bagels.
"Is this a fucking picnic to you?" I asked, sitting down.
"It's a fucking show," he said with a huge ass grin. "I hate that fucker," he pointed to Marcus.
"Give me a fucking bagel."
To say I was proud of Victoria would be an understatement. Words could not describe what it felt like to watch her eyes light up as Felix…Well as Felix fucked Marcus. It was almost unbearable to watch, almost, but not quite there. I took great joy in watching Marcus suffer. It was a pleasure to hear him beg Felix to stop. To see and hear him scream out in pain, it was music to my ears and Felix enjoyed putting on one hell of a good show.
Marcus was bent over a table, his arms and legs secured. Victoria stood in front of him. She bent down until they were eye level.
"How does it feel?" She asked, bending her head to one side.
"Fuck you," Marcus spat. "Ahh, stop," he yelled.
Ronnie was having one hell of a time besides me.
"It doesn't feel so good does it? When someone is hurting you, when you beg them to stop and all they do is laugh in your face," Victoria said.
I have to admit, I was a little afraid of her right now. She had this crazed look in her eye like a psychopath on a high.
"Please, tell him to stop," Marcus begged.
"Is that fucker crying?" Ronnie laughed. "Oh man, I wish I could record this shit."
"Why should I? You never listened to me when I asked you to stop," Victoria said, her voice a little too fucking sweet.
Felix pulled out of Marcus.
Marcus groaned, his head slumping down on the table.
"Oh don't look so relieved that it's over. Felix has only just begun. If you think that was bad, you haven't experienced anything yet," Victoria said.
Ronnie, besides me moaned, or groaned, or whatever.
"Hey Vic, after this you and I are getting married," he called out.
Victoria turned and winked at him.
"I knew she was lethal, but fuck, she is hot as fuck when she gets in the zone," Ronnie moaned.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? Eat your fucking popcorn and shut up," I said.
"How much am I allowed to fuck him up?" Felix asked.
"Hmm," Victoria pondered over Felix's question. "I think you could probably whip his ass. He's a big boy, I'm sure he can take it."
"Did you hear that pet?" Felix said.
"Fuck you, fuck you all!" Marcus spat.
Felix came to front Marcus. He kneeled down till they were eye level. He grabbed his face roughly.
"Now you listen here, you're going to be a good boy for daddy or I can make this a lot harder for you then it has to be. Do we understand each other?" Felix asked.
I need to give him a pay rise.
Marcus stayed quiet.
"Do. We. Understand. Each. Other," Felix emphasized each word.
Marcus slowly nodded.
Felix grabbed his cock in one hand, stroking himself. He stood up bringing it close to Marcus's face. Marcus looked as if he were about to be sick.
"Yes what?" Felix asked again.
"Yes daddy," Marcus said, although you could barely hear him.
"Louder, I didn't catch that," Victoria said.
"YES DADDY!" Marcus screamed.
That was all it took for Ronnie to drop his popcorn. He was laughing so hard, he was holding onto his stomach.
Marcus didn't get a chance to close his mouth, Felix shoved his cock right in his mouth.
"You use your fucking teeth and I am personally going to extract each and every last one of them. Now suck," Felix said.
"Why didn't you ever tell me about Victoria? About Marcus?" Ronnie asked, after his laughter had died down.
"It wasn't for me tell. I'm hoping this will give her some closure, revenge," I say.
"How old was she when he took her?"
"When I found her…she was sixteen. She had been with Marcus for a while before he put her in that house."
"Fuck…That's fucked," he says, resting his elbows on his knees.
"Yeah." I sigh as I look at Victoria watching Marcus with a cock in his mouth. I would love to know what's going on in her head right now.
"Bastard," she whispered. Her eyes were glued to the scene in front of her.
It was not long till Felix pulled out and shot all over Marcus's face. It was the ultimate humiliation for him I think, because he couldn't stop himself from crying. He looked fucking disgusting, nothing like the powerful man he once was. He was bent and spread on a table, bound and completely helpless with cum dripping all over his face. Ronnie had a point, I wish I could take just one picture. This is how I will remember Marcus.
Felix picked up a whip. It was one I hadn't seen before with studs on the end. Victoria took it from Felix.
"I want to do it," she says.
"Oh here we go. Were back to turned on again," Ronnie said, sitting back in his chair.
Victoria showed him no mercy, although I never expected her to. I was glad she didn't, the fucker didn't deserve any sympathy from anyone.
Marcus, I think had become a shell. He made no sound as the whip came in contact with his back. He laid there taking whatever was handed to him.
This didn't sit well with Victoria. She dropped the whip and started screaming at him.
"SCREAM!" She said. "YELL! BEG! You fucking bastard! BEG!"
She patted herself down. She started searching through the shelves, and a few boxes. She found what she was looking for. It was old and rusted and it didn't look like it could do much damage.
"Maybe this will make you scream," she said, eerily calm.
"You can leave now. Thanks Felix," Ronnie said.
Ronnie held the door wide for him and handed him a stack of bills as he exited.
"You know how to get back up from here?"
"Make sure you lock the door behind you," I say in all seriousness.
After the door clicked shut. Victoria united Marcus. She pushed him off the table. A loud thud echoed in the large concrete room as he fell to the floor.
Victoria straddled his knees. She pulled the rusty blade up with one hand while with the other, she grabbed Marcus's dick.
Marcus tried to fight her when he realized what she was about to do, but I think he was in too much pain to put up any kind of a fight.
The blade pierced his skin. He let out an ear piercing scream. Fuck I had to cover my ears.
"Remind me to never piss her off again," Ronnie said, turning away from the scene holding on to his balls, unable to watch.
I however, am a sick fucker and I found I could not look away. I smiled.
My smile turned into laughter and when Victoria had finished her mission, she too joined in.
She put Marcus's dick in his left hand. She leaned over him, still straddling him.
"I Hope you burn in hell. I hope you rot. No, no, even hell is too good for you. I hope, I pray that you never have peace, not even in death," she said.
She pulled her gun out from the back of her sweat pants and planted the barrel right between Marcus's eyes.
"I'm sorry Victoria," Marcus rasped out.
Victoria fired one shot and that was it.
Marcus was gone. Victoria sat there staring at Marcus as the blood oozed out from the gash hole in his head. She was not here, she was lost in another world.
"Vic," Ronnie called her with caution.
Victoria, she didn't move. Silent tears slipped down her face. Ronnie came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. He pried the gun from her hands and helped her stand up. She leaned into him and he didn't let her go.
"I thought hearing him apologize, would make me feel better, it would make it all better," she said.
She sighed and looked up at me. "Thank you," she said.
I brushed the back of my fingers over the cheek.
"You'll be okay?" I asked.
"I'll take her," Ronnie said. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up. We'll get you out of here," he said.
They left, leaving me alone with a dead Marcus. I looked down at his body, his words from earlier played in my head. My problems have only just began. What the fuck was he talking about?
"Alec, I'm ready. Can we go already," I yelled from the front door.
I was going to have lunch with Alice, Rosalie, and mom. It was great to be able to get out of this house. Eddie was at school. That same car came to pick him up. I asked Alec if he had any info and he told he didn't have anything yet. I didn't believe him. Whatever he had found out about that car, he didn't want to tell me. That's okay, I'll find out on my own.
"I'm here. Damn, you're impatient today aren't you," he says.
"What were you doing?"
"Checking out the car," he says.
"For what?" I ask.
"Oh you know, a bomb, a bug, and things like that," he says waving a hand in the air.
"Right." I decided not to talk to him anymore. He had been acting weird for the past few days. I want to know what his problem is, but then I don't.
On the ride to the restaurant, my mind wandered to Edward. It has now been five days since I last saw him. I turned my phone on two days ago and saw I had a few messages and missed calls from him. I don't know how to feel about that. In a way I am happy that he called, but reading his messages, he wasn't checking up on me, he was making sure his baby was okay.
I have been sleeping in his bed every night. I don't know why, but I sleep better there. Maybe it's the mattress or maybe…damn it, maybe it's because I actually miss him. I sigh loudly and pinch my nose. Why does this have to be so hard?
"We're here." Alec's voice snaps me out of my thoughts. He holds the door open for me.
"I'll be waiting for you right here," he says.
"And how many others will be watching me from the inside?" I asked looking around, wondering who had the job of having lunch.
"Ha ha. Enjoy your lunch," he says.
"Bella," Mary stands up and pulls me into a tight hug when I appear. One of her hands rubs my belly like any happy soon to be grandmother would do. No, I haven't told anyone about my decision to leave after the baby, I can't bring myself to do that right now.
"How are you feeling?" Rosalie asks.
"Fine," I say, taking my seat.
"How's little Isabella?" I peer inside the stroller to see the little pink bundle fast asleep. She was such a perfect angel.
"She's great, sleeping better now. We got seven hours last night," Rosalie said.
"Things to look forward too," Alice said, squeezing my hand.
"So, how are things between you and Edward," Alice pressed, because you know she doesn't have any shame at all and she is also nosey as hell.
"He's great," I said with a little too much emphasis. They saw right through me.
"Oh no, what happened?" Mary asked concerned. Great, thanks Alice.
"Nothing happened," I say, hoping and praying they would buy it.
"Are you ever going to tell us why you left in the first place?" Alice pressed.
"Is this why you all asked me to lunch. So you could all question me?" I stood up ready to leave.
"No," Mary said. "Sit down. I want to have a nice lunch with my four special girls. No boy talk," she said wagging her finger.
"Thank you," I say.
Lunch after that was pretty much uneventful. We ate and we talked about all the stupid things that one would talk about on a lunch date. Rosalie left shortly after, Isabella woke up very cranky. Alice had to get back to class and that only left Mary and myself.
"How are you really doing?" she asked, holding onto my hand.
"I'm good," I tell her.
"No you are not," she says. I hate that she could always see right through me.
"Look honey, I don't want you to tell me what's bothering you. I don't want you to tell me what actually happened. But I want you to promise me that no matter what, you will come to us with anything. If you want to come home, we want you back."
"Thank you Mary. But everything is okay I promise you that," I lied.
I have had so many opportunities to reveal the truth, but I can't. What happened is between Edward and me, and I guess in a way Ronnie too. If anyone knew, I know they would get involved. That would complicate things. No, it was no one's business but mine and Edward's.
"All right honey. I have to go, are you coming?"
"I have to use the bathroom. I'll call you okay?" I say.
She hugged goodbye, she headed out and I headed to the restrooms. I do what I need to do and finish quickly because I hate public restrooms, no matter how nice this one is.
I head out. I was halfway through the restaurant when I felt someone grab my hand from behind. I turned, coming face to face with bright blue eyes.
"So, you're the wife."