Chapter Four

FAGE 9: The Last Ride

Title: Collusion

Written for: Speklez

Written By: TheDarkestFallingStar

Rating: M

Summary: An Undercover cop and a notorious crime family, what could go wrong?
Prompt used:
Mafia/Organized crime

Author Note: Uh, there will be violence and swearing… just a heads up lol

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Chapter Four

The door slammed open and closed with a loud bang, followed by the dark curses, rustling of a garment bag and jingling keys. She knew the moment she woke up that today was going to be hell and it was, besides running late and having Cullen breathing down her neck… that slimy, good for nothing, shallow, power-hungry, chattering, pig son of a bitch.

Her fist slammed once on her closed door before hanging the garment bag on the hook and chucking her purse and keys on the hall table with a harsh sigh. She needed a drink, or a good work out, something to just break.

“Someone’s had a bad day.”

Bella whirled around at the sudden voice, gun up and aimed steadily at the intruder before huffing as she took in the familiar dark blue eyes and blood stained lips. “Jesus H Christ Jade, you scared the fuck out of me.”

Jade snorted and rolled her eyes. “You’ve gotten sloppy B, I even left hints that I broke in. Let’s have a drink and you can tell me what’s got your knickers in a twist.”

“Fuck dude; have you spoken to that hubby of yours? I’m sure Em has called him already.” Bella sighed out, exasperated as she reached around and unclasped her bra, sighing in relief for a split second before grimacing as she pulled it free from beneath her shirt.

“Yes,” It was a sharp reply and accompanied by the sharp clink of the glasses being slammed on the kitchen bench. “Cullen of all people.”

Bella sighed and pulled the stool out from under the counter, grabbing the drink Jade had poured for her. She couldn’t help but scowl as she threw back the amber liquid, gesturing for another. “That fucker actually had Ben dare to make me an exotic dancer at ‘Wild Things’.”

The sudden spray of whisky took Bella off guard, her nose scrunching in disgust at the waste as she handed over the dish towel to the equally horrified Jade. Her blue eyes watered as she tried to get her breathing back to normal after that shock. “As in…?”

“Yeah,” she snorted.

A low whistle left Jade’s lips. “Someone’s going to get their ass beat. What happened?”

“As you can see I was not happy about it and I would have told Carlisle Cullen where his son and his operation could go when Ben informed me that is not the Background he originally made for me,” Bella explained while throwing back the last of her drink. “I’m still working at Wild Things, but as a waitress and not a dancer.”

Wild Things was one of the most exclusive gentleman’s clubs run by Charlotte Whitlock, the youngest of the Whitlock siblings with a reputation to match both her brothers. She was a visage of an angel until you pissed her off and then the demon hidden beneath the sugar was revealed. Anyone who was anyone visited that club, cop, politician, gang members, you name it.

It had rules of course.

No touching ANY of the workers unless they give permission.

No violence of any kind. It’s a neutral zone.

Business can be made inside; any exchange other than money will not be tolerated.

Weapons must be visible at all times and holstered.

She had seen many of the people who had broken the rules and they ended up with a beating that would leave lasting damage, death if the offence was severe enough, or trussed up like a thanksgiving turkey and flung over into another gang’s territory.

If it wasn’t Charlotte that dished out the punishments then it was Maria, Jasper’s beloved wife.

Which brings in another aspect; Wild Things was strict on who was allowed to work there, the fact that she got a job at all was because the department had a deep undercover cop inside working their way up in the chain that vouched for her.

It was… concerning to say the least, but it made sense now where Carlisle Cullen got the majority of his information.

“Well, that’s not so bad.” Jade explained, her brow still cocked.

Holding up her hand, Bella hopped off the chair and grabbed the dreaded garment bag from the hook and unzipped it. It was a tiny black dress with black beading, the waitress’s uniforms at Wild Things. It covered the majority of her bits, but Bella was never one to show too much leg and this dress made her legs run on for miles.

Jade grimaced slightly as she pictured the oncoming bloodshed that dress was going to cause. “Well, you’ll look smoking’ hot.”

“Not the point, so not the point. But, it’s better than being nude I suppose, this way I’ll have a tray at least to beat the crap out of those who touch me.” Bella replied while returning the dress to the hook and taking up her seat once more.

“Now that’s more like it, you better put those skills I taught you to good use or I’ll rise up from my dark throne and cause chaos. Don’t think I won’t, either, I was supposed to be having some fun lovin’ with my own demon and your brother threw that plan in the shredder.” Jade pointed out with a sharp smile.

Bella held up her hands in peace. “I thought you got ‘fun loving’ every night?”

“Well of course, when Demetri isn’t working, but tonight was date night and I got something special,” She waggled her brows. “Leather and Lace, ‘Metri’s favourite. Maybe I’ll leave the ensemble out, teach him to cancel date night.”

“What is he doing with my brother tonight anyway? I figured it hasn’t got to do with this farce of an operation because you wouldn’t be this agitated,” she asked.

Jade snorted while pouring another drink. “You’re right; it’s another reason to be pissed. They should be working on backup plans but no, no. They’re down at Santiago’s.”

Ah Santiago’s, a grown man’s wet dream. It was a sports bar that was near the outskirts of the city and on the border of the Whitlock’s and Hunter’s territories that had all you can eat food and sports around the clock. With a quick look at the calendar on her fridge, Bella saw that it was Friday.

“It’s all you can eat rib and wing night, not only that, Emmett still thinks that he can break ‘Lix’s record and your man can’t let a bet go.” She explained with a snort. “Plus side, instead of date night you have inadvertently started a girl’s night.”

“Well yeah— but hell, doll, unless you’re going to drop down and take me to town, it’s just not the same,” Jade replied without missing a beat.

It took all of Bella’s will to not spit out the sip of whisky in her mouth, swallowing hard. “I’m going to pass on that. Tell me then J, what’s your plan? I know it’s not just the leaving the lingerie out for him to see. That’s not… you.”

And Skies was she right, the grin that graced her best friend’s lips would be classed as predatory, the wicked spark in her eyes was the same one that made her night ending in running from the police after a cunning prank or wicked deed.

It was a look Bella mirrored with full amusement.

It was a look that caused trouble.

“It’s going to be slow, drawn out and downright torturous. I am a patient woman B, and I will make the next coming days a nightmare for my Demon, I will make him beg. When I finally have him as a quivering mess below me… and when he finally breaks…” She shivers, a breathy moan escaping her lips. “I’m just going to buckle in and enjoy the ride.”

Demetri doesn’t know what’s gonna hit him.


Author Note: *giggles* I love Jade… Also, anyone catch any movie references? I’ve added a few so far…

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