Chapter 5

Deputy Ben Dover POV - by TheSpoiltOne

I tried not to let Emmett get a rise out of me as he was making jokes at my name. Every time I saw Emmett he was always cracking jokes.

I was always one big fucking joke.

"So, Emmett, can you give me your account of the evening?" I started the line of questioning.

"I got here late with Rosie." He started bouncing in his seat ready for another comedy performance, no doubt, when Rose kicked him harder in the shins. "Ouch, it is Carlisle's birthday party, end of story."

I tried not to roll my eyes at him, "So when was the last time you saw Tanya?"

"Oh," he smirked finally getting what I was asking him, "In the conservatory where the party started."

Rose tutted and crossed her arms over her chest, "Have something to add Rosalie?" I turned to her.

"Nope, just thought I would state for the record that she is a skank." Rose spoke with venom.

"Was a skank, Rose! Was a skank!" Emmett tried correcting his wife. Wow, they really liked Tanya.

"So, you did hear anything strange in the room next to the library whilst you were in there with Edward, Emmett?" I tried to get the questioning moving again. This was going to take days at the rate we were going.

"Oh, I hadn't met up with Edward," Emmett said as a matter of fact and proud of himself, "I bumped into Bob!"

I looked around the room and tried to figure out who Bob was. "Who is Bob, Emmett?" expecting him to tell me it was the friendly ghost or some magical pet he had. Emmett always surprised me with the bullshit that came out of his mouth.

"Henderson of course," he said like we should all know.

Everyone in the room turned to look at the butler who nodded his head in agreement and I turned back to Emmett who was trying to have a conversation with Rose who was getting louder and louder.

"I thought you went to talk to Edward?" Rose said clearly annoyed at her husband.

"Rose, Emmett, please cut it out," Esme interrupted the bickering, "sort that out later, please."

Everyone immediately quietened down and turned to Esme. I was a little shocked she spoke up, I had never heard her tell her own flesh and blood off before.

She sat there shaking her head at them, clearly disappointed in their behaviour.

"Esme, sorry, Mrs Cullen," I turned to her, "was Tanya invited here tonight?"

She scoffed and said, "Most certainly not. I would not have her under my roof."

"Can you tell me where you were before they found the body?" I said making notes on my little pad. There were so many people here I needed to keep track.

"I was going to the kitchen, trying to hurry dinner along and there was no one there," she said looking annoyed at Lauren who looked guiltily down to the ground, "So I went in search of Lauren."

"Thank you Mrs Cullen," I said and turned back to Lauren, knowing she was wandering around trying to catch her husband in the act with Tanya.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Bella yawn and look at Edward and shake her head. Interesting... What was that about?

"Bella, when was the last time you saw Tanya?" I started questioning her as Charlie stood up and looked like he was about to deck me.

Bella POV - by Crimsonmarie

I lay sprawled out on the couch, not really giving a damn if my dress ended up wrinkled or if my arms over my eyes screwed with the minimal amount of make-up that I'd applied for the evening.

"We're gonna be late if you don't get out of that bathroom right the fuck now!" I yelled, listening as Edward shuffled around down the hallway.

He was worse than any other woman that I'd ever met in my entire damn life. He spent so much time working on his hair - to achieve that I just rolled out of bed and really don't care how I look - look that it was absolutely insane.

"I'm almost done!"

"I've heard that before!"

Fifteen minutes ago, to be exact.

"I hate ties! Why the hell did mom insist on formal wear?" he whined.

I grunted and pushed myself off the couch, straightening the death trap Alice had deemed perfect enough for the night, and slipped out of the heels that had made me cringe when she'd proudly given them to me a few days ago.

"Because your father is turning into an old man," I sighed heavily as I made my way into our spacious bathroom.

I couldn't cover up the snort that made its way out of my mouth when I saw that he had the damn thing wrapped twice around his neck, one of his fingers was caught where the knot was supposed to be and the look on his face was beyond words.

It wasn't often that my husband was frazzled and I took every opportunity that presented itself when he was. He was always so put together and calm that seeing him freaking out about something as small as tying a tie would keep me amused for the rest of the night.

"He's already an old man," Edward grumbled, his eyes meeting mine in the mirror as I stepped behind him. "Help."

I snickered and stepped in front of him, untying the tie from around his neck and straightening it out in my hands.

"What would you do without me?" I cooed, wrapping the tie around his neck and straightening it out on his chest.

"I'd still have some of my pride left."

"Who needs something like that?"

"Gee, Bella, I dunno."

I raised an eyebrow at him as I looped one end of the tie through the other, tightening the knot a little more than necessary. He coughed, smirked sheepishly at me and then bent down to kiss me quickly.

"I love you."

"As you should."

I patted the tie flat against his chest and grinned up at him.

"Have I told you that you look amazing?" he whispered, leaning down again to brush his lips across mine.

"As as matter of fact, no, you haven't."

"You look amazing."

"You're not so bad, either."

"We don't really have to go," he mumbled, sliding his arms around my waist and pulling me against him.

"Your mother will kill us if we don't." I wrapped my arms around his neck anyway, tilting my head up and kissing him. "We really need to get going."

He sighed heavily and nodded, dropping his forehead onto mine and kissing me once more before backing away and holding out his hand for me. I slid my fingers through his and he led me back into the living room where I slipped the torture devices Alice called shoes back onto my feet, grabbing Carlisle's gift from the bench in the foyer as we made it to the front door. We were in the car a few minutes later, the radio blaring one of Edward's beloved classical music pieces as we flew down the road towards his parents' manor.

We arrived within ten minutes and I briefly wondered why I should've been worried about being late. Edward never drove the damn speed limit and no matter how many times Charlie had stopped him, I swear he'd only really paid for three. Father-in-law or not, he could charm the pants off of anyone I knew and he did it often.

"See? Perfect timing," he quipped before he climbed out of the car.

I laughed and shook my head, watching as he rounded the front of the car on his way to my door. When we'd first started dating, I had been informed that I would never open another car door in my life. So far, he'd been right about it because not only did he pout and grumble when I did, it was nice to have someone wait on me for a bit.

God knows I'd done it enough when I lived with my mother.

I grabbed the gift from the floorboards by my feet and stepped out carefully once the door was open. Edward grabbed my hand, helping me up before closing the door and wrapping an arm around my waist as we walked up to the front door. I knocked on it, shifting uncomfortably in the shoes and leaning heavily against Edward as we waited to be permitted entrance.

I never really understood why we couldn't just walk right in to a house that his family owned and lived in, but hey, I'd never had as much money as Esme and Carlisle did. What did I know about rich-people etiquette?

"How do you feel about keeping those shoes on for later tonight?" he whispered into my ear, gently pulling the bottom of it in between his teeth.

My stomach turned into liquid and I grunted, fisting my hand into the back of his suit jacket and closing my eyes.

"Sure," I breathed out.

"I'm sure we'll be able to leave early," he whispered again, trailing his lips down my neck.

I tilted my head to the side, biting my bottom lip and moaning quietly.

I jumped five feet in the air when I heard a throat clear and opened my eyes to see the Cullen's ancient and friendly butler, Henderson, standing in the open doorway looking as uncomfortable as I felt.

How did I get myself into these situations?

"Hey, Henderson!" Edward exclaimed enthusiastically, reaching in front of him to clap him on the shoulder. "How are things?"

Oh, right, I married Edward.

"Just fine, sir," Henderson stated, nodding once. "Everyone's in the conservatory. May I bring you two drinks?"

"Wine," I croaked out.

"Red?"

I nodded, staring down at my feet and timidly following Edward as he stepped into the foyer and closed the door behind us.

"Scotch on the rocks, please."

"Right away."

He nodded and was gone before I could blink, much less try to feel less embarrassed about what had just happened. I smacked the gift into Edward's stomach and he coughed, glaring over at me.

"What?" he wheezed.

"You know what."

"Like he hasn't seen worse."

I narrowed an eye at him and he smirked, holding onto the present tightly before leading me towards the conservatory. I sighed heavily and leaned my head on his shoulder briefly, our arms still around each other as we entered the huge room.

"Edward!" Carlisle exclaimed, holding up a tumbler of dark liquid - probably whiskey, his favorite - and beckoning him over. "Bella!"

"Bella!" Alice exclaimed, waving madly at me from where she was talking to Esme.

"Soon," Edward breathed into my ear before placing a kiss against my cheek and moving his arm from around my waist.

A thrill ran up my spine and I grinned at him, dropping my arm from the back of his jacket before making my way over to Alice and Esme.

"Hello, Bella," Esme smiled, hugging me with one arm as she balanced a champagne flute in her other hand. "You look beautiful."

"Thanks. So do you, as always."

I'd never felt the awkwardness that goes along with having in-laws. I'd never had to deal with any of the horror stories that so many people had told me about when it came to Edward's parents. They were two of the most genuine people that I'd ever met in my entire life and I adored them almost as much as I adored my own parents. Speaking of, I found Charlie standing in the corner of the room, his cell phone clutched in his hand and I waited for him to look up. I grinned at him and waved, only mildly confused when he offered a pathetic smile in my direction before pressing a button on his cell phone and pacing to another corner of the room.

I loved him with my whole heart, but he was one of the strangest men I'd ever known.

I stood with Alice and Esme while the men congregated near one of the huge picture windows on the other side of the room. Esme left to finally greet Edward and stuck to the group over there until Emmett and Rosalie finally walked in. More greetings were said, more hugs were given and finally Rose joined our little group over in the corner of the huge room, complaining that Emmett couldn't keep his hands to himself for longer than few seconds.

Her words contradicted the sly smile on her face, as it always did, and when the other side of the room erupted into laughter a few moments later, we made our way over to them. I immediately gravitated towards Edward and he wrapped his free arm around my shoulders, pulling me against his side and kissing the side of my head.

I looked up when I heard another knock on the door and looked quickly back to Edward, raising an eyebrow. Everyone was already here. There shouldn't be anyone else showing up.

We all stared at the doorway and my blood ran cold, my hand tightening on the wine glass that had shown up a few minutes after I'd walked in, when I saw Tanya fucking Denali slide into the room with a shit-eating grin on her face.

There weren't many people in this world that I literally wanted to kill. Hell, there weren't many people in the world that I hated as much as I hated her.

But this... thing - she wasn't worthy of a title such as woman - needed to keep her fucking hands off my husband and my brother-in-laws. Plus every other male that helped populate the rest of Forks. She was disgusting, vile, conniving and every other word that I could possibly think of.

I hated her with a fiery passion and for the life of me, I don't know why the hell she was here.

Rose was pissed, that much was noticeable. When she stormed off out of the room, I almost went after her, but stopped when I saw Tanya move from her perch in the entryway and started making her rounds.

She was not coming anywhere near Edward without me attached to his fucking side and I don't give a shit what he said about it. Yes, she worked with them. Yes, I had to be semi-nice to her because of that.

It didn't mean that I couldn't stand here, glare daggers at her, smile as tightly as possible and never leave her alone to get her hands on Edward like she'd been trying to do since she started working for them. It was a non-stop issue and it only pissed me off when Edward would say that he only had eyes for me.

Yeah, sure, that's great and all, but knowing that she'd fucked everything with a dick within a twenty-mile radius didn't calm the urge to want to rip her fucking throat out whenever I saw her making eyes at my husband.

"Edward," Tanya purred as she strolled up to us. "You look handsome tonight."

"Doesn't he?" I asked, smiling tightly and tilting my head to the side as I stepped even closer to him.

"Bella," she stated, her voice dull and her eyes narrowing at me. "You look nice."

"Yes, I do. Thanks."

I heard Edward cough and looked up at him to see that he'd choked on his drink and smiled satisfactorily to myself, turning back to look at Tanya.

"Guess I'll catch you later."

She winked at him and my foot was raised in the air to go after her before Edward's arm completely circled my waist and pulled me back to his side.

"Breathe," he whispered into my ear.

"You fucking breathe," I hissed, watching as she saddled up to Emmett. "I just don't fucking understand why the hell you keep her around. She's nothing but a royal pain in the ass."

"Come take a walk with me," he whispered, his lips ghosting against my neck.

"Edward..."

"Just a quick walk, love. Get your mind off all of this for a little bit."

My eyes narrowed when I watched Tanya pinch Emmett's ass and I think I growled, my hand still clutched tightly around the wine glass.

"Rose will take care of it."

I looked over in the direction of the entryway to find my sister-in-law marching her way over to Emmett, pure rage contorting her beautiful features.

"What about Alice and Jasper? She'll..."

"You know damn well that Alice can take care of the both of them just fine. Kind of like you can take care of me just fine." I tried to resist the shiver that ran down my spine as he placed his open mouth on my exposed shoulder and failed miserably. "A quick walk, Bella, that's all I'm asking of you."

"Fine."

He leaned over me and kissed my cheek, taking my wine glass from my hand and placing it on the table adorned with Carlisle's presents. He placed one hand on the small of my back and began to lead me towards the double doors in the back of the room.

"Edward! A word?" Carlisle asked, appearing out of nowhere.

We both sighed heavily and I leaned up to kiss his cheek before he disappeared with his father. I found Alice standing protectively next to Jasper as she eyed down Tanya's retreating back and slowly walked over to her.

"Whore," I mumbled into her ear, grabbing the half-full glass of champagne she had in her hand and downing it.

"That's one word for her," she grumbled back, taking back the empty glass and handing it over to Jasper.

"Tell me how you really feel about her, girls," Jasper laughed, peeking over Alice's head.

I smirked at him and reached behind her to smack his arm. Alice excused herself to go to the bathroom, disappearing out of the room and Jasper had declared that there was something he'd left in the car that he needed to get. Henderson walked into the room a few minutes later, declaring that dinner was almost finished and that we needed to take our seats. I looked over at the corner of the room where Edward and Carlisle were hidden amongst the flashy curtains, biting my bottom lip when I saw them walk out of the doors that we'd been headed towards. Rose had already stomped her way out of the room, her hands clenched into fists as she went. When she was pissed, it was best to leave her alone. I'd learned that the hard way.

Sighing heavily, I squared my shoulders and started out of the room.

"Bells!"

I looked behind me when I heard my father's voice and smiled, stopping and waiting for him to catch up with me. He hooked an arm around my shoulders and placed a quick kiss to my temple.

"Hi, daddy."

"How's my girl?" He pulled me against his chest and I readily wrapped my arms around his waist, resting my cheek on his chest and closing my eyes. He smelled like cedar. "I've missed you."

"I know. Things have been pretty crazy for everyone lately." I looked up at him and grinned again, reaching up with one hand to trace the wrinkles on his forehead. "Worried about something?"

"Nothing you need to concern yourself with." He smiled and dropped a kiss onto my forehead. "Save me a seat next to you at the table, will you? I need to use the restroom."

I nodded and kissed his cheek as he pulled back from me and started off in the direction of one of the many bathrooms that were in this damn place. I started to walk back towards the dining room, humming softly to myself - a habit I'd picked up from Edward - as I listened to my heels click against the marble flooring.

I stopped dead when I heard the high-pitched, terrified scream coming from the library, turning and rushing into the room as quickly as my heels would allow. Lauren was standing over Tanya's body, blood spattered on the floor and the knife sitting right next to her. I felt queasy and placed one hand over my stomach, swallowing hard.

I'd never been very fond of blood. I could handle it in small doses - usually only when the situation called for it - but this, the amount that had pooled beneath her, was way too much to deal with at once. I rushed back out of the room, gulping in deep breaths of fresh air as I listened to the hasty footsteps on the floor.

"Bella?"

I looked up when I heard Edward's voice and merely pointed to the room, shaking my head and leaning forward to rest my hands on my knees. He and Carlisle rushed into the room and it took him a few minutes to come back out. I'd calmed down by then, grateful for the clear air out in the hallway as I fell against his chest when his arms wrapped around me.

"You okay?" he asked softly.

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

I looked up at him and nodded, tilting my head to the side.

"Edward, for the first time since she's started working with all of you, I feel like I can breathe again." I stood up straight and smoothed my hands down the front of my dress. "That may make me a horrible person, but you can't tell me that you don't feel relieved in some aspect, too."

"Let's keep that between us, okay?" he mumbled, chuckling quietly.

"Done deal."



Deputy Ben Dover POV - TheSpoiltOne

"As if Bella would have anything to do with it, Dover!" Charlie attacked me standing up from his seat, looking like he was about to burst a blood vessel in his neck.

God, he was protective over his family, wasn't he?

"Chief, you know I have to question everyone that was here," I said trying to calm him down a bit.

"She can't even stand the sight of blood for God's sakes, this is ridiculous." He was getting redder in the face and I could see him start to draw his arm back to punch me in the face when Emmett jumped up and forced the Chief back into his seat.

"It's fine, Dad," she said and squared her shoulders looking at me.

"Last time I saw Tanya alive was with everyone else in the conservatory," she said, tugging on her Dad's arm to make him sit down.

Chapter 4

DEPUTY BEN DOVER POV - by TheSpoiltOne

I looked at Lauren, who looked like she would like to murder her husband. It was interesting, I would have thought she would have been distressed as she found the body.

"So Lauren?" I asked as she raised her head, realizing the attention was back on her. I don't think she looked too pleased. "You found Tanya?"

"Um, yes. Yes I did," she said a little more confidently.

"And you were catering the event?" I said, knowing that this was already true.

"Yes I am," she said, looking slightly more proud, sitting up straighter.

"So why were you in the library? It is nowhere near the kitchen," I asked, thinking all she needed now was a motive, but everyone was aware her husband had been sleeping with Tanya for years; maybe she had just had enough of the embarrassment.

"I was following Mike up the hall," she said, looking a little shame faced.

"You were what?" Mike yelled at her.

"That is enough, Mike," the chief interrupted. "Dover, you need to take more control of this investigation or I will take over." You could see that the chief was irritated at the way I was conducting this investigation. I knew he was dying to take over.

"I will have to bring in the department from Port Angeles before I could let you take over and you know that Chief," I said a little more forcefully.

"Over my dead body." I heard him mumble as he crossed his arms and sat back on the sofa.

"So Lauren," I said turning back to her, "You were following Mike up the hall?"

"Um, yes I was, until I heard Emmett running out of the room beside the library. I wasn't supposed to be there you see, so I ducked inside when I heard someone opening the door."

"And how do you know it was Emmett?" I said.

"Well, I was looking for Mike and I knew he went into one of those rooms off the corridor, so I was looking to see who it was and you can't mistake anybody for Emmett with how bulky and big he is."

This was true, you couldn't mistake anyone for Emmett.

I looked over at him as his eyes were wide at the implication that he had been near to where the murder had taken place.

Emmett's POV - by Footroza

Hells yes. I was looking forward to tonight. I loved spending time with my family, and we had all been so busy lately with our own lives and our little dramas, that we had not found the time to be together. Sure, we all worked together, and I saw my brothers almost daily, but work relationships are not as friendly as just hanging out as a family.

Besides the obvious, we had been having a hard time getting together because there had been some shady shit going on at work, and none of us had it in us to point their fingers at anyone else. Discussing it would mean bringing it to light, and we were not ready for that.

Tensions had continued to develop between me and my brothers, but bottom line...we were family, and I stuck by my family no matter what.

Everybody has parts to play in a family dynamic. Edward was the smart, business savvy one, Jasper the more romantic and emotional one, and me, well I was the jokester. The problem with family dynamics is that sometime you just want to be yourself, but with everyone looking at me to lighten the mood, I was going to play the part no matter if I was 'feeling' it or not.

I watched Rose get ready for the party. She still took my breath away. She could take hours to get ready, but damn if that shit wasn't perfect every time. In all seriousness, she could wear a brown paper sack, and I would still think she was gorgeous. Come to think of it, I could have a pretty good time ripping that sack off her luscious body.

Thinking about her naked body laying out before me, was causing Little Emmett to stir. We couldn't have that because we were going to be late as it was.

"Rose, Honey? Are you ready yet? You know you look beautiful baby. Let's just get going. You know how Mom hates for us to put her dinner plans off of schedule." I didn't want to push her, so I used my mom as the bad guy. Rose would never yell at my mom.

"Just shut it and help me zip up my dress," she demanded.

There she stood with her back to me. I could see the shapely form of her ass under the loose fitting dress that hung off her shoulders. She wasn't wearing any underwear. I was immobile for a minute or two, as I tried to reel in the beast. I went to her and pushed the dress further off her shoulders to expose her perfect neck to me. I leaned in and began to cover the back of her neck and the upper part of her back with sweet kisses and small nips.

I wanted her. I turned her around to face me and resumed my kissing. This time I focused on her luscious lips. She pulled back all to soon and looked at me with a smug expression on her face.

"I thought you said you didn't want to be late. Aren't you still worried about Esme?" I was busted. She could always see right through me.

"You're right, but God damn you look hot. But babe, please. You have to wear some skivvies. There is no way I will be able to be around my family all night thinking about you all natural for me," I begged, as I finished pulling up her zipper.

"Who says it is for you?" She winked at me, and shook her ass in my face. That little tease.

We finally made it to the party, and except for a little bitching about my driving, all was well.

I grabbed our present and hurried to the door. Henderson welcomed us in, and asked if we wanted anything to drink. He used to bug the shit out of me. He seemed like one of those butlers on television. Always 'yes sir', 'no sir', and he was always just lurking around every corner. I guess he was just good at his job, but he still seemed shady to me.

Being that I was also a curious mother fucker, and I wanted to make sure this 'Henderson' was on the level. A few weeks after he was hired, I found a way to get to know him better.

I came over around 7:00 one night after my parents had gone out for the night. He pissed me off to no end when he almost didn't let me in the house. He said that my parents weren't home and that I should come back at a later time. I didn't want him to catch on to my plan, so I said I needed to get a recipe for Rose. She wanted to make a homemade cake just like my mom used to when I was a kid, and I needed to find the recipe for her now.

He must have known my Rose's temper because he stepped aside for me to come in.

Once inside, I asked for a drink and had him join me. I pretended to look for the stupid recipe, and began to drill him about himself.

A couple of hours later and one too many drinks, I had a new respect for Henderson -although his real name was Bob. It turns out he was a pretty stand up guy, and I took a liking to him from then on.

So, today, as I walked through the door, I high-fived him, and said, "What's shaking, Bob? How's it been hanging?" Being all butlerly and all, he merely nodded in my direction and said, "Allow me, sir," as he reached for my coat.

I did notice a smirk and a wink as he took my coat from me. Like I said, Henderson was a good guy.

Following Rose, we entered the Big Ass Room, (Rose called it a conservatory, but what the hell, it was just a big ass room to me.) Edward was being his typical uptight self as he was trying to find his inner Mozart on the piano.

Rose greeted my mom, and then I brought her up in a big bear hug causing her feet to come off the floor as I twirled her around. I had missed my parents very much, and I couldn't help it if I was still a momma's boy. She was absolutely the best mom in the world, and she treated her boys like kings.

"Hey mom!" I said as he told me how much she missed me.

I gently placed her back to the floor, and went to wish my father a happy birthday.

"So, Dad? Are you shooting pool with a rope yet? You know they say that the dick is the first thing to go." I mused as I gave him a hug and a slap on the back.

"Well, son. I will have you know that I am doing quite well in the 'dick' department. Thank you very much, and what you heard is wrong. The first thing to go it the eyes. I definitely need stronger glasses," Carlisle told me.

I never liked the idea of my dad getting old. He was the strength of our family. Mom was the heart, but Dad was the mind and muscle. We all listened to him, and respected his ideas. To hear him talk about getting older and more vulnerable shook me up so I opted to change the subject the best way I knew how.

Dirty Jokes. "Hey Dad, did you hear the one about the two firemen butt-fucking in a smoke filled room? The Sergent walks in and says, 'What the hell seems to be the problem here?' The two men pause and the one drilling it home says, 'Sir, this man is suffering from smoke inhalation.' The Sergent replies, 'Well, why didn't you give him mouth to mouth resuscitation?' The man says, 'How do you think this shit got started in the first place?' "

Laughter could be heard around my side of the room. Luckily for me, Rose had settled in with the other girls on a different side of the room. She would kill me if she heard me telling these jokes. I quickly told another one before she could stop me.

"What do you get when you cross a dinosaur and a lesbian?" Wait for it..Wait for it.. "A lick-a-lot-apus."

I had them right where I wanted them, and I saw that Rose was still talking so I tried for one more.

While we are on the subject of lesbians, I started with, "What did the one lesbian frog say to the other lesbian frog?" Dramatic pause.
" Well, I'll be damned, we do taste like chicken."

Jasper, Edward, Dad and Mom were laughing so hard, I thought for sure someone would pee in there pants. I even saw Henderson hovering around the corner. He too was in the midst of a silent laugh. I nodded in his direction, and he turned shaking his head as he continued to giggle.

Emmett Comedy Hour came to an abrupt halt as I heard Rose declare, "You're not telling those dirty jokes again, are you?”

“What? Everyone thinks they are funny. See?” I stated as I pointed to the faces of my family.

“Whatever you say, Em," she declared. Now, a pissed Rose is absolutely no fun, so again I tried to distract her from getting upset at my poor choice in jokes. I gave her one of my best bear hugs and placed a kiss on her forehead.

Suddenly, Little Emmy was back in the game, and I found myself running my hands down her ass. I wanted to bring her tight little body closer to me, and I grabbed her firm ass cheek to get her to move.

I was denied. She pushed my hands away, and gave me the look. I was in trouble. Damn.

“Em, we cannot do this right now. Behave yourself!” she warned. Well, hell. When is a man supposed to find him some action around here? Twice today, Little Emmy has asked to play, and both times he has been dissed. I am going to tell you right now, his feelings were terribly hurt.

I didn't have time for a rebuttal, because we all turned when we heard a knock at the front door. Henderson disappeared and who should fucking walk in?

Fuck me silly. Tanya, the Wicked Witch of the World, Denali just rode her broom through the front door. This 'bitch on a stick' had fucked her way through Forks.

This could not have come at a worse time. If looks could kill, Rose would have killed the bitch on the spot. They had a love/hate relationship without any love.

I must admit that the thought of those two beautiful women going after each other turned me on. Especially if they were wearing bikinis in a mud pit.

I shook the thought out of my mind, and tried to calm myself down. Why was she here? She was one of the reasons my family was having major problems right now. She thought she had found out some things about us, but of course she didn't have the whole story. She was just a money grubbing slut trying to fuck her way to the top. She made me sick. But I would still like to see Rose kick her ass covered in mud.

Looking toward Rose, I knew I needed to calm her down quick. She was breathing so heavy, I thought she might pass out. She had NEVER trusted Tanya, and NEVER stopped from making her feelings known.

Rose was not one to beat around the bush, but I didn't want our family dinner to be ruined, so I said, "Rose, calm down. I can hear you breathing. She knows better than to fuck with you.”

The love of my life looked like she wanted to rip my head off, but instead she practically threw her glass at me and stormed out of the room. For a split second, I thought she was going to deck Tanya when she walked by, but she just pushed past her and out of the room.

I started staring daggers at Tanya, as she made her way around the room, greeting everyone. What was she up to? I had an uneasy feeling about tonight I wanted her to get out of here now. There was so much tension in the room you could cut it with a knife. Even Charlie, who was standing off to one side, looked like he could murder her.

Just then, Tanya came strolling up to me. I had to fight the urge to puke.

"Hello Emmett, how are you? It has been a while since we talked. You want to go somewhere more private and 'discuss' some things?" she purred.

"Gross. You have got to be kidding. What do you want? And why are you here? This a family gathering, and you will never have a place in this family as long as I am alive," I told her.

"Now, Emmy baby. You don't mean that. You know you really should treat me better." She leaned into me and put her hand on my chest, causing me to shiver from her icy touch. "I could ruin this little facade with just a few well placed phone calls. When are you boys going to realize that you need me? I am going to be around for a long time."

I pushed her back away from me, but she reached her hand down and pinched me on the ass. "You better get used to it," she whispered as she lurched away.

Time is a motherfucker because right then I looked up to see that Rose had seen the interchange between Her Royal Shankiness and me. Damage control to the front deck, we have a problem.

Rose was aware that there were problems at work, but she didn't know the extent of it. Like I said, we were trying to delay telling everyone, but Tanya knew something. She was going to ruin us if it got out. She needed to be stopped.

Rose seemed to be reading my mind, “That bitch is trying to die tonight, isn't she?”

I knew my Rosey was anxious and jealous so I told her, “Rose, you know I don't go for the slutty type. She could never do anything to make me want her. I have everything I need right here,” I said as I pointed to her heart.

“I know. I know. I just hate her so much.” The feeling was mutual. I would do almost anything to protect my family, and this bitch was in serious need of a wake up call, but for tonight she could wait.

I had to get Rose's and my mind off of Tanya and back on having fun. “Well, she isn't going to ruin our good time tonight. Wanna go back to the bathroom, and I can make you forget all about her?”

She laughed and slapped my arm.“You are such a perv. I've already told you we cannot do this here.” But my distraction had worked. Rose was back and relaxed for the time being.

Henderson came in to tell us that dinner would be ready shortly, and that we needed to gather in the dining room. I looked at him quickly, and he nodded his head for me to come to see him.

I couldn't tell her that I was going out to talk to Henderson, that would raise a red flag so I opted for, “Babe, I need to talk to Edward for a minute. I'll meet you in there okay?”

She sighed and said, “Fine. Don't be long."

“You got it”, I told her and hastily made my way to the room I had just watched Henderson enter.

"What's up Bob?" I asked as I entered the room.

He shook his head at my use of his given name, but continued, "Sir, I thought you should know that I overheard Miss Tanya making some very incriminating accusations about you and your brothers. She plans on telling everyone tonight what she knows, and she says she has evidence to back it up."

The poor man looked shaken to his core. I knew he was telling the truth. "Who was she telling this to?"

"I am not sure who she was speaking to, her back was to me, and I was outside of the door. I left before I could hear anything else." He lowered his head, he took his job so seriously, he didn't like to eavesdrop.

"Hey, Bob. Thanks for the heads up. You keep watching out for her. Okay? She is a bitch on wheels that is about to drive herself off a cliff." He nodded and made to leave the room and I thought I might go and wash up before heading to the dining room.

Just as I closed the door I heard a blood curdling scream from down the hall.

I raced back down the hall to where everyone was in the library; I looked at Lauren, I looked at Rose, then looked down. There was something on the ground; I stood around the crowd to get a better look.

There was a body, everyone was in silence; I went to Rose and looked down filled with dread. Who was it? I almost lost it when I saw it was Tanya. There was blood everywhere, and a knife laying next to her body. I covered my mouth. Me and blood don't go so well together. I turned to leave, and thought to myself, Guess the bitch won't be saying anything now.


Deputy Ben Dover POV - by TheSpoiltOne

Emmett looked quickly to Edward and a silent conversation happened between them. Emmett switched back and his whole face changed, "How's it going Ben Dover?"

I saw Rose kick his shin as the rest of the family started sniggering. The Chief groaned and put his head in his hands.

Chapter 3

MYSTERY POV - by Mystery Author

I wasn't the only one in the room shocked to see Tanya show up tonight. Even poor Henderson looked a bit green. Tonight was the perfect night to end her reign of terror on everyone. True, I had my own reasons for wanting her out of the picture, but so did most of the citizens of Forks. She was a whore and everyone knew it.

I slipped in the shadows and watched for the perfect time to make my move. Henderson announced dinner would be ready soon and everyone started to make their way out of the conservatory. I slipped past everyone and sneaked into the kitchen. I knew it was empty so I could easily choose my weapon and sneak back out without being noticed. I saw the carving knife sitting on the counter, quickly grabbed it, and made my way into the main hall.

I was standing in the doorway to the library when I caught Tanya's eye and motioned her to follow me inside. She got a smug look on her face and happily accepted my silent invitation. I stepped back inside the darkened room and waited in the shadows. I didn't want her to see what was coming.

The whore sauntered into the room swaying her hips a bit more exaggerated than necessary. She was seriously delusional if she thought she could seduce me into any schemes with her. While Tanya quietly closed the door behind her and stood there in the dark room with her back to me I slipped on the pair of leather gloves I brought with me.

"I'm a bit surprised you wanted to see me alone. I can't deny that I've been dreaming about you since the day I saw you. I knew you wouldn't be able to resist me for too long," she purred. Her voice was so revolting I had to swallow down the bile that rose up my throat.

I silently walked behind the whore and surprised her when I whispered in her ear. "You are right about one thing. I've been dreaming about doing this since the day I saw you too." I grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back, pulling her into the middle of the room. I couldn't believe she actually moaned when I did that.

"Mmm. I do love it rough." I was once again shocked when Tanya started running her hands up her body and cupped her breasts. She was in for quite the surprise.

"Tell me, you whore, do you like it this rough?" While her hands were caressing her body I yanked her head back further exposing her throat. She moaned again and I quickly brought the knife to her throat and swiped it from left to right. There was an initial spurt of blood that spattered the curtains and wall. She brought her hands to her now bleeding neck as she gasped for breath. I let go of her head and stepped back as her body fell to the ground. I watched her bleed out onto the carpet within a matter of minutes. Once I was satisfied that she was dead, I placed the knife on the floor next to her body and carefully slipped out of the room.

What felt like it took hours to do, really only took no more than ten minutes. I hurried back into the now empty conservatory and threw the gloves into the fireplace. Satisfied that they would be mere ash by the time dinner was done, I looked over myself to ensure none of the contaminated blood of the whore was on me. Finding no evidence of the murder on me, I started to walk out of the conservatory when I heard a loud scream.

DEPUTY BEN DOVER – by TheSpoiltOne

God I was bored.

This was the fourth shift in two weeks that the Chief had swapped with me. The last two months he had changed. I didn’t know what was going on at home, but something was definitely up.

So here I was, on a Friday night once again, playing solitaire. This was how exciting my life was. Take out Chinese carton on the desk, waiting for nothing to happen in the world of Forks.

The phone startled me out of my boredom-induced coma.

“Forks Police Department, Deputy Dover speaking,” I replied in my crisp professional police voice.

“Dover, it's Charlie.” The Chief’s voice was sharp and short. I thought I would try and dissolve his anger with a bit of humor.

“Want to swap your shift back again, Chief?” I said in an amused tone.

"Dover, get your dick out of your hand and haul your ass to Cullen Manor. We've got a dead body here."

“Right you are, Chief...” I started to reply as the phone on the other end cut off.

Fuck. I scrambled up and knocked over the Chinese container, and noodles went all over the paperwork I had on my desk.

“Oh, fucking hell.” I would clean that up later. I grabbed my keys for the cruiser and locked the door as I ran out of the station.

Climbing into the cruiser, I wondered, do I put the lights on? Nothing ever happened in Forks; the only time we ever turned them on was to test them to make sure they worked!

I flicked the switch and drove through Forks with all the bells and whistles going. They needed a test drive after all, and this was an emergency.

The Chief had been acting strange the last few months. The smallest things would set him off, and you didn’t want to be on the receiving end of that. I answered the phone wrong once, and found myself thrown against the wall with a gun pointed in my face. I had no clue what was up with the Chief, but I knew after that incident that I didn’t want to be on his bad side again.

I pulled up to the Cullen mansion in no time and was greeted by an irritated Chief.

“Dover, why the fuck have you got the sirens and lights going? Turn them off now, you fucking idiot, do we need to let the whole town know what is going on?” The Chief was livid, okay, this wasn’t good.

I quickly turned them off and got out of the car. Shit, the Chief was not happy. Charlie looked around a little irritated before showing me up to the Cullen’s front door.

“So, who is dead?” I turned to him and asked; I was desperate to know.

“Tanya Denali.” Wow, that shocked me, a female; I thought for sure it would be one of the men. Charlie looked away from me and did not elaborate further. Hmm.

“Accident?” I said, thinking it had to be. I needed to show him I had control of this situation and I could handle it.

He turned back to me, “No.” Was that anger I saw flash across his features? “This was definitely no accident, Dover.”

He led me through the massive house of the Cullen manor. I had never been up here. Never had a need. I wasn’t classy enough for the Cullens. I wondered if the Chief would have anything to do with them either if it wasn’t for his daughter’s relationship with Edward.

The halls were nicer than my apartment, not to mention the actual rooms themselves. I took a deep breath; not quite knowing what I was going to see when I entered the room the Chief was taking me to.

We entered a room which looked to be a fancy study, maybe a library. The room was full of books, a sofa, and in front of the sofa on the ground was Tanya, blood on the carpet and a knife lying next to her body.

Her dress was blood red, how convenient for her to choose that color to wear tonight. It was short and wasn’t covering a lot of her body.

“Don’t touch anything, Dover.” Charlie put his hand to my chest. “I will bag everything up in a minute.”

“You do know, Chief, you can’t take control of this investigation.” He looked at me surprised and looked annoyed as he processed this information. I had never stood up to him before and I quite liked it.

“Don’t fuck this up, Dover,” he said and turned on his heel. “I have everyone sitting down in the Drawing Room waiting for you to question them.”

I raised my eye brows to him.

“I thought we could conduct it here, where everyone felt more comfortable than down at the station.” I nodded to him as he continued, “Plus I don’t think we would all fit in my office.”

“How many people are here?” I asked, thinking about the task I had before me.

We walked into what I assumed was the drawing room, and was shocked to see half of Forks. Shit, this was going to be a long night.

"Good evening everybody," I said as I walked into the centre of the room. Charlie sat down beside Bella who looked a little shook up. I didn't think she and Tanya were close, so it made me curious.

I looked around the room a little more closely: Cullen, Cullen, Swan, Cullen, Cullen, and Newton? What was Newton doing here? I was pretty sure by the way he was dressed he wasn't an invited guest.

"Mike?" I said, raising an eyebrow to him, "What are you doing here?"

Before he could answer, Lauren jumped in. "He came to see me, as I was working tonight." She looked over at Mike and shot him an angry glance as Mike just rolled his eyes and turned away from her.

"Mike, is this true? Or have you something more to add?" I said getting a tad annoyed at their bickering when Tanya had just died in another room.

"Well, I did come to see my wife as I wanted to go to the bar, but had no money since she cleaned out the fucking accounts and went shopping," he said as Lauren's mouth dropped opened at this. "I needed some cash! She texted me and said she had some in her wallet, so I came in the front gates and in through the back door into the kitchen area. No one was supposed to know I was even here."

Lauren scoffed.

"Have something to add, Lauren?"

She looked a little surprised and horrified at her outburst. "No, no, nothing to add", she said quickly looking to the floor.

I looked at Mike who looked at her, annoyed. There was more to this story, I would find out a bit later. I didn't trust them.

"Okay, we will come back to both of you in a minute," I said as the Chief stood up and cleared his throat.

"Newton, when was the last time you saw Miss Denali?" the Chief asked.

Shit! He didn't think I was handling this well.

"Chief, I think you need to sit down and let me handle this," I said trying to take the investigation back into my hands. The Chief looked at me slightly annoyed with raised eyebrows. I cleared my throat and looked back at Mike, "So, when was the last time you saw Miss Denali?"

I saw the Chief get a smug look on his face from the corner of my eye.

Mike looked at his feet and didn't answer straight away. Lauren looked all of a sudden interested and straightened her back in the chair.

"I don't remember," Mike mumbled, not at all convincing.

Lauren scoffed again. "Ahh yeah, sure you don't," she said so everyone could hear, and turned away from Mike, crossing her legs and folding her arms away from him.

Well, that sure was a marriage made in heaven.

MYSTERY POV - by Mystery Author

The thing about Tanya, she was a whore – a whore who messed with the wrong family. I can't say I was sad to see her go; after all, I killed the bitch. I may be a little sorry to have ruined the evening for everyone else but Tanya's death was well worth it. At least Cullen Manor was one hell of a place to be stuck for the evening.

I smiled inwardly when I saw Ben Dover enter the room. He was so inexperienced I was sure he would either mess up this investigation or never be able to solve it. The boy looked overwhelmed already, and he hadn't even begun the questioning yet. He was under a lot of pressure to figure out who killed Tanya. That kind of pressure will get to a guy like Ben real quick. There was nothing left for me to worry about anymore.

Chapter 2

Rose's POV – by TotallyObsessed82

“Em, just park the car already.”

“Baby, if you hadn't changed dresses fifteen times, we wouldn't be running late. So quit yelling at me,” Em retorted.

“How long have you been married to me? You know how I feel about these events. I am the best looking person in this family, and I need to represent that at all times,” I said as I finally removed my seatbelt because Em had finally parked next to Edward's Volvo.

He got out of the car, and walked over to open my door for me. “Rose, we all know you are gorgeous, but everyone knows what you look like by now. The dress you wear really makes no difference.”

I stepped out of the car and onto the pavement. “Ask Alice, the dress makes all the difference. Now grab your father's gift from the trunk, and let's go inside.”

“Whatever you say, babe.”

I smoothed out the bottom of my dress, and reapplied my lipstick while Em retrieved the big box from the trunk.

We walked to the front door, and I knocked on the door.

“Hello Mr. and Mrs. Cullen,” Henderson greeted us.

“Hello Henderson,” I replied.

“May I take your coat, Ma'am?” I removed my coat, and handed it to him.

“The rest of the guests are waiting for you in the conservatory.”

“Thank you. Have someone bring me an apple martini?”

“Certainly.”

We made our way to the conservatory, and I could already hear Edward playing the piano. Was it really necessary that he play for every event? We all knew he could play, but damn, it gets old after a while..

I walked into the conservatory to see the entire Cullen family gathered around the piano, talking and drinking. Everyone looked very cheerful. It was always a good time when the entire family came together. Esme always went above and beyond for Carlisle's birthday parties.

“There you are!” Esme exclaimed as she sat her drink down, and walked over to us. She enveloped me in a hug before I could even respond to her.

I chuckled lightly. “Hi, Esme. I'm so sorry we are late.”

She pulled out of the hug. “Nonsense, dear. We were just settling in. You two haven't missed anything.” She moved over to hug sat down Carlisle's gift at his feet so he could hug his mother.

“Hey Mom.” He held her in a huge bear hug that lifted her off the floor.

“It's good to see you, son. I've missed you lately,” she said as Em finally placed her feet back on the ground.

I walked over to greet the rest of the family, taking the time to make sure to wish Carlisle a happy birthday.

The staff finally brought my drink to me. I took a sip, and was instantly pleased. Carlisle's staff knew just how I liked my drinks. Lots of liquor, and little apple mixer.

I settled into a nice conversation with Alice and Bella. It was nice having some girl time. I wished Esme would join us, but I knew better. She was always so enamored with her boys, and it was like a present to her to have all of them in one room.

I glanced over at Em to find him telling jokes to the rest of the clan. His jokes were always so ridiculous, but the way he acted them out made people laugh so hard. He truly was the entertainer in the family.

We decided to go over, and see what the fuss was about with everyone else.

I stood next to Em, and looked up at him. “You're not telling those dirty jokes again, are you?”

“What? Everyone thinks they are funny. See?” he said as he pointed towards the group.

“Whatever you say, Em,” I shook my head.

He turned to hug me, and placed a light kiss against my forehead. He let his hands roam down to my ass, and he palmed my cheeks forcefully. I swatted at his chest.

“Em, we cannot do this right now. Behave yourself!” Em was just a big teddy bear. He looks vicious, but would never hurt a fly.

I heard a knock against the door, and was thoroughly confused. I wasn't sure who it could have been. Everyone was here already.

A few moments later I was stunned into silence when I saw Tanya Denali walk through the doors. What the fuck was that skank doing here? I knew Esme would not have invited her. That bitch had pretty much fucked the entire city outside of the Cullen men and Charlie. Apparently, they were the only ones with any class. Tanya was the local slut, and everyone knew it.

I was furious when I had found out she was working for the family business. I trusted Emmett, but I didn't trust that bitch farther than I could throw her.

She walked in with that sly smirk on her face, and I just wanted to slap her. Some of the other women tried to be cordial to her, but I never pretended to like her. She knew that she was on my shit list.

Em pretty much turned to stone when she walked in. It wasn't like Em to be intimidated by anyone, much less a skanky bitch like her.

“Rose, calm down. I can hear you breathing. She knows better than to fuck with you,” he whispered in my ear.

I shoved my empty glass at him. “I have to go to the restroom.” I was pissed, and it was written all over my face.

I had to pass Tanya on my way to restroom, and she gave me the most shit eating fake smile. Again, I wanted to slap her into the next week.

I stayed in the restroom for a few minutes, trying to calm down before I ruined the whole dinner. Tonight was supposed to be a fun night, and that bitch had to show up to create some fucked up drama.

I walked back into the conservatory to find Tanya with her hand against Em's chest. She was saying something to him, and he looked like a ghost was talking to him. I stood in the doorway for a minute to see how far she was going to attempt to take it. Em pushed her hand away, and she reached down to pinch his butt cheek as he walked away. Could that bitch not take a hint?

I walked over to Em. “That bitch is trying to die tonight, isn't she?”

“Rose, you know I don't go for the slutty type. She could never do anything to make me want her. I have everything I need right here,” he said as he pointed to my chest. That fucker knew how make me forget I was mad.

“I know. I know. I just hate her so much.”

“Well, she isn't going to ruin our good time tonight. Wanna go back to the bathroom, and I can make you forget all about her?”, he asked as he raised his eyebrows.

I laughed lightly. “You are such a perv. I've already told you we cannot do this here.”

Henderson came in to tell everyone that dinner would be served shortly, and we should make our way to the dining room. We all started to slowly trickle out of the room, and into the dining room.

“Babe, I need to talk to Edward for a minute. I'll meet you in there, okay?”

What in the fuck did he need to talk to Edward about that couldn't wait?

I sighed. “Fine. Don't be long,” I replied.

“You got it,” he said as he turned to walk the other way, and I continued my walk to the dining room looking at the family pictures on the wall smiling at the memories.

I was almost to the dining room when I heard an extremely high pitched scream come from the library.

I stopped walking mid stride, and began to run towards the library. Fortunately, I can run better in five inch heels than most women can in sneakers. I wasn't sure who was screaming; I internally hoped that no one was hurt.. Where was Em? Please say that someone had just seen a rat or something..

I reached the open doors, and saw Lauren standing next to Tanya's body, her red dress barely covering her body. There was a huge knife covered in blood laying next to her, and blood all over the carpet. Lauren wouldn't quit screaming.

I walked over to the body, and looked down at Tanya. That bitch had finally gotten what she deserved. I didn't feel sorry for her one bit.

I shook my head and smiled. “Esme is gonna kill whoever did this and ruined her carpet.”

Chapter 1

Tanya POV - by Jennmc75


The garage was opened so I knew it was safe to pull in. I waited until the garage door was completely closed before I exited the car. If anyone saw me here, all of my plans would go to hell. I walked into the house and slowly made my way up the stairs to the master bedroom. I opened the door and smirked.

"There's nothing better than a man in uniform," I purred as I wrapped my arms around Charlie's neck. He gripped my hips roughly and ground his erection into me. "Mmm, is that a gun in your pocket or are you happy to see me, Chief?"

"Enough of this talking bullshit," he said as he kissed a trail from my ear down to my cleavage. He nipped and sucked at the swell of my tits a bit before he grabbed a handful of my shirt with both hands and ripped it open revealing a black lace bra. As he continued his assault on my tits, I reached behind my back and unzipped the skirt I was wearing and let it pool at my feet.

"Damn, woman. You trying to give an old man a heart attack?", he asked as he stepped back to look at what I was wearing. I stood before him in the black lace bra, the matching thong, and black fuck me heels.

"Why would I want to kill the cock that brings me such pleasure?", I asked as I started to unbutton his shirt. I placed a kiss after each button revealed a new piece of naked flesh. I dropped to my knees and licked my lips as I unbuckled his belt. I could see his stiff cock twitching in his pants at the anticipation of my hot little mouth wrapping around it. I looked up at him through my lashes as I unbuttoned his pants. I was slowly pulling down his zipper one notch at a time when he finally cracked.

"You are killing me here. Would you hurry the fuck up and get your damn lips wrapped around my cock?"

I loved making him break. I smirked and continued the slow decent of his zipper. He groaned in frustration. Once his zipper was finally down, his pants dropped to the floor and I was pleased to see he was going commando. Continuing my torture, I slowly licked his dick from base to tip, savoring the taste of the pre-cum that had seeped out of the head of his cock. Charlie tasted divine.

He'd finally had enough of my teasing. He grabbed my head and shoved his dick into my mouth. I loved it when I pushed him too far and he got rough. He thrust in and out of my mouth at a fast pace and gagged me a few times. As he continued to fuck my mouth, I ran one hand up his leg and cupped his sack while I moved the other hand around the back and started to finger his asshole. He moaned in pleasure.

"Do you like it when I fuck your mouth, you little slut?" I thrust my finger deep in his ass. "Oh yeah. Finger fuck my ass, you little cunt." I couldn't help but wonder what the fine citizens of Forks would say if they could hear their beloved Chief talk like this.

The throb between my legs was getting frustrating, so I decided it was time for Charlie to service me for a while. I removed my finger from his ass and pushed on his thighs, successfully popping his cock from my mouth.

Charlie was panting and looked like he was ready to kill someone. "Slow down there, cowboy. You will not be cumming in my mouth tonight." I stood up and started to sway my hips slowly. I ran my hands up and down my body, cupping my tits and twisting my nipples through my bra. I brought my hands around my back and unfastened my bra. I leaned forward and let the lacy garment drop down my arms and onto the floor.

I looked back at Charlie, and he was leaning against the dresser, slowly stroking his cock while I put on my little show for him. I ran my hands back down my body as I continued to sway my hips. Once I reached the elastic of my panties, I dipped inside and ran my fingers along my dripping wet pussy. Charlie let out a guttural moan as I removed my glistening fingers and sucked my juices off of them. I once again caressed my body as I worked my way back down to my panties. This time I grabbed the panties and shimmied them down my legs and stepped out of them.

Wearing only my heels, I laid back on the bed. I spread my legs and placed my feet on the bed, with my knees bent. I was wide open, and Charlie could see all of me. "Damn, you are dripping wet," he panted.

I moaned and pinched my nipple as I snaked my right hand down my body and started stroking my pussy lips. I thrust two fingers deep inside and started panting. I looked at Charlie, and saw that he had sped up his hand on his cock. It wouldn't be long before I had him right where I wanted him. I brought my left hand down to my clit and started rubbing it while I thrust in and out of my wet pussy.

"Charlie, do you like it when I stick my fingers deep in my hot, wet pussy?" He groaned in response. "If you don't like it, I can stop."

"Don't you dare stop finger fucking yourself, you dirty whore."

"I'd much rather have a nice, hard dick inside me instead of my fingers," I pouted. "Do you know where I could find one?"

Charlie growled and threw himself on the bed next to me. He pulled my fingers out of my pussy and brought them to my mouth. I gladly sucked them clean. "Do you like the way you taste?" My moans answered his question.

I couldn't stop the shiver of pleasure that ran throughout my body as he thrust three fingers inside me. He started a fast, rough pace as he continued where I had left off. "Are you ready for my big cock?"

"God, yes. Fuck me now!", I screamed.

I rolled my nipples between my fingers and pinched them as Charlie rolled on the condom. I was on the pill, but there was no way in hell I wanted to end up mommy to Bella's half-brother or half-sister. No fucking way!

I was pleasantly surprised the first time I saw Charlie's cock. I expected him to have a needle dick and that I would have to fake every sound and orgasm with him. Luckily the Chief was packing some major heat, and I didn't have to fake a damn thing.

I screamed in pleasure as he plunged his huge cock deep in my pussy. I never had to tell him harder or faster. He always jumped right in, pounding my pussy as fast and hard as I could take it. I raised my hips to meet every one of his trusts. I was quickly reaching the peak of my first orgasm of the night.

"Oh yeah, you little slut," he panted. "I want to feel you cum all over my cock." He threw my legs over his shoulders and plunged deeper. "Cum for me, you dirty whore." He emphasized each word with a hard thrust. My muscles clenched and I fell into the wonderful oblivion of orgasm, screaming my words of pleasure.

"That's one for you, and I'm nowhere near ready to stop," he sneered. I just rolled my eyes at him. He never lasted beyond my second orgasm.

"Roll over. I'm gonna fuck you like the dirty whore that you are." I turned onto my stomach and raised onto my hands and knees. Charlie gripped my hips tightly and shoved his cock back into me. He pushed my shoulders down so only my ass was raised off the bed. I couldn't stop the moans that escaped me as the new angle caused him to go deeper than before. His grip tightened on my hips, and he thrust faster and harder.

"Oh, God. Charlie, I'm..." I could barely breathe through the waves of pleasure coursing through my body. "I'm so...close...fuck me harder...NOW!" I screamed.

Charlie was pounding into me so hard and fast that his bed was slowly moving across the floor. He was grunting and growling, and I was certain he was close to cumming. A few more hard thrusts and I was once again cumming and screaming. After finally recovering from my second orgasm, I reached down to where he was sliding his cock in and out of my pussy. I wrapped my fingers around his balls and massaged them as he continued to fuck me hard.

"Charlie, I want to feel you come in me," I growled.

I threw my ass back to meet his thrusts a few more times before he finally found his release. He simply grunted as he came. Once he recovered from his orgasm he slapped my ass, pulled out of me, disposed of the condom, and quickly fell asleep. Screwing Charlie was great not only because the sex was good, but he didn't care for the bullshit post-coital cuddling. Our fucking was strictly business and we both knew it. Neither one of us wanted a relationship; great sex and orgasms were the key to our success.

Of course, Charlie had no clue that I also looked forward to the show as he slept. He talked in his sleep. The great thing about his talking was that you could hold an entire conversation with him and he wouldn't remember it the next day. I took advantage of his loose lips and learned every little secret he had stored away in that head of his. Being the chief of police meant that he was privy to loads of juicy information that I could use to my advantage.

Tonight I learned that the Cullens were having a family gathering for Carlisle's birthday at Cullen Manor tomorrow evening. I got an evil smirk as I thought of all the hell I could cause at that little soiree. I threw my clothes on and hurried home. I had lots to do in order to be ready for the party.

I spent the next day at the salon getting my hair done, a mani/pedi, and a fresh wax. I had the perfect little red dress that was strapless and fell just below my ass. It was tight across my tits with rhinestone accents, and flowed loosely the rest of the way to the hem. I completed the look with a pair of four inch silver stilettos with a rhinestone strap that wrapped around my legs all the way up to my calves. I looked like one hot bitch!

The party was starting at eight so I decided to be fashionably late. At exactly nine o'clock I stepped up to the massive door and rang the bell. The butler, Henderson, answered the door and looked very surprised to see me.

"Miss Tanya, we were not expecting you this evening," he stated in a matter-of-fact manner.

"No you weren't." I threw my coat at him and listened for sounds of other people.

"I'll return with Master Carlisle. Please wait here," he ordered.

Yeah, right. Like that was going to happen. This was my night to shine, so I fell in step behind Henderson and followed him to the doors to the conservatory. I took a deep breath as he opened the doors wide, revealing the Cullen family and my secret fuck buddy.

All eyes looked toward the door, and I couldn't help but smirk as the color drained from every face present and their faces went from happy to a mixture of panic, shock, and anger. This was going to be so much fun.