*Alice's POV

     There was something unbelievably graceful about the way he took down the two animals. I was careful to not come too close though. He was still under the influence of that green eyed freak and I knew that if he catches me, I'm dead. My talent gave me a little advantage here. I couldn't watch Jasper very well through his decisions, but I could watch him through my own. Keeping safe distance to not let him notice me, I made a decision to go closer and therefore was able to watch him in my vision. Of course it always ended dark when he did notice me.

     Getting absorbed in my visions of him while making a big circle around the area where he hunted, I made a mistake. I wasn't supposed to do a full circle but I realized my mistake too late. When I caught his scent as I crossed the path he came and inevitably would return. The moment I did, my vision went dark before it was supposed to and I took off sprinting towards the ocean. That was a good decision as I could see myself getting out of the water later, safe again. Although, a tiny doubt crept up my spine as I heard him close behind before I jumped from the cliff into the dark water and did not stop to see if he'd pursue me through the sea.

     I swam all the way to the Cape Scott provincial park, just to be sure nobody could follow me. "Ugh, damn it." I was drenched. If only I paid more attention to where I'm going, I wouldn't have to go for a night swim. I scolded myself.

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    Safely making it back to my apartment in Vancouver I quickly changed. While drying my hair I got pulled into a vision. Hmmm... not picking his phone but suddenly comes to visit? I thought while I continued to blow hot air into my hair.

     Didn't take long before I felt a firm grip around my throat. "What a surprise." I said sarcastically. "Just what do I owe the pleasure? Not picking my call but sneaking into my apartment? How rude." I put the hair dryer down. The hold of his fingers on my neck just tightened.

    "Hmpf." He scoffed. "Sounds like you were expecting me. Maybe there is some truth to your claims about your talent. You just don't care to use it as I instructed you to, making yourself pretty useless to me." Commented the man. "The boy was quite an asset. I wouldn't be surprised if his death had something to do with your delusional and selfish plans. Instead of trying to contribute to our cause."

    "Edward's poor self control and obsession with that bitch's blood is what killed him, not me! If he'd listened to my warnings he might have still been alive." I retorted, irritated. "Care to tell me what the hell is so special about that stupid girl?" I inquired. "Why the fuck does everyone care so much about some blind fre-?!" I seemed to have struck a nerve and his grip tightened so much I wasn't able to speak anymore.

     "That. Is. None of your business!" Growled Marinetti by my ear. "You don't need to know why. All you were supposed to do was help Edward to safely isolate and if possible get the girl to me. And yet, you not only failed to do either of those things. You let Edward die, caused one clan to become her damn guardians, and another clan to hunt yourself and any unfamiliar vampire in the area." He pulled on my neck, turning me around, making me look at him. His crimson eyes were burning with anger. "What's more... now you nearly killed her." Marinetti's voice was a dangerous low growl again.

     "And? Do-n't you ...w-ant to k-ill her?" I managed to ask over his squeezing of my throat.

     He forcefully let go of me, pushing me away from him. "You are as stupid as they come." Scorned the elder vampire. "If I wanted her dead I would not need to be so damn careful! But you... what do I do with you? You not only deemed yourself a liability, you work against my plans." Spoke Marinetti thoughtfully as he stalked closer to me again. "I should get rid of you."

    "I wouldn't do that if I were you." I warned him calmly.

    "Seriously? And why is that?" He asked, but obviously not too interested in the answer, gripping my neck again, pressing me to a wall.

    "Volturi will punish you." I said matter of factly.

     My reply was funny to him. "Girl, I stopped caring what Volturi want long ago."

      "Since Edward died, Aro lost one of his precious talents. Imagine how unhappy he'll be if you take another one from him. He will hunt you down." His humor slowly dissipated. The guy was aware I'm right. 

      His hesitation gave me time to take him fully in. Marinetti must have been turned around his thirties. He had a well built, sexy body and since he wore black t-shirt, tucked in his blue jeans with a light leather belt, I could appreciate the refined muscles on his arms. Since he was an Italian, his skin had a delicious tan, complimenting his dark red eyes.

     I knew he wouldn't kill me. Not today anyway. But the show of strength as he had me pinned to the wall and standing so close that our bodies were touching, turned me on. Licking my lips, I took advantage of his wide stance which he had, to stay steady in case I wanted to fight him and I moved my leg between his, making sure to rub my thigh against his crotch.

     One of his dark eyebrows shot up and he grabbed one of my breasts with his free hand. Pressing me to the wall not with his hand but body now, he growled. "You like it hard, don't you?" When he let go of my throat to unbuckle his belt and undo the button on his jeans I leaned closer, tracing his sharp jaw with my fangs. Purring in agreement I didn't wait for him to take his pants off and reached down to unzip his jeans and free him.

     He snickered as I stroked his already erect penis. "You want it hard, you'll get it hard." He announced, clutching my throat again. Pulling me away from the wall he pushed me towards bed with such force I fell face first onto the covers. When I changed, I put on only a really short creamy white dress, not bothering with the underwear as I didn't plan on going anywhere for awhile. The moment I landed on the bed, bent over, Marinetti was behind me and slapped my naked ass. "You little slut." As I was bent over the bed, my dress couldn't cover anything. Not that I wanted it to right now.

     He reached to grab a handful of my hair, making me arch my back as he pulled on them, half way lifting me off the bed while he shoved his cock inside me in one powerful thrust. "Yesss." I hissed, enjoying his full length as he kept sliding in and out, thrusting against my body and occasionally slapping my ass with his free hand. "Oh, yes. More!" As he held me by my hair I didn't have much space to, but I pushed against his thrusts as hard as I could to feel him even deeper.

     Each impact of our bodies brought me closer and soon I reached climax. The muscular contractions making my body tighten around his dick caused him to thrust faster. "Fuck yeah!" He groaned and with his last powerful thrust into me and tug on my hair, he came. Throwing me back down on the bed, I heard him zip his jeans and when I tried to stand up he clutched my hair again, pushing me down into the sheets. "Try to kill her again and Aro won't save you." He growled into my ear and then he was gone.

    "You bastard!" I screamed after him and angry I grabbed a lamp from the nightstand, smashing it on the door he closed behind himself on the way out.

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*Annabell's POV

     I was finally able to tell Jasper what was on my mind. I wanted to explain it to him so many times before but could not get the words out. "I understand my love. But you need to learn that you are not alone anymore. I told you before and I'll tell you again. I am here and I will always be here, unless you don't want me to be." repeated Jasper and I covered his mouth, worried he'd continue on that idea.

     "Our promise..." I reminded him quietly of our promise to not talk about leaving again. "The thought of you really gone, scares me." I confessed, feeling a cold shiver creep up my spine.

     Gently covering my hand, Jasper moved it to his chest and spoke in soft voice. "It is the same for me, Ann. I can't imagine life without you anymore. The idea of eternity with you not by my side is just as scary to me, my love." He admitted. I wanted to kiss him so badly. As if reading my mind, he placed his hand on my cheek and leaned down to kiss me. It was short but passionate kiss and I had to remind myself of the task at hand to not distract him with my feelings. 

    "Let's make my cast waterproof then". I smiled at him and tried to unbutton my shirt. After a bit of struggle, getting only one button undone, I realized what I'm doing again and stopped to face Jasper. "Ermmm, can you please..?" It still felt strange to ask for help with something so simple.

    "Of course." He replied, seemingly happy. The last time was quite fine but thinking back to when he found me only in a towel... I couldn't help but hesitate, stopping his hands before he could finish unbuttoning my shirt.

    "Are... you sure you're alright?" I didn't want to doubt him but I felt a need to hear him say it.

   "Yes, angel. I was hunting last night, so it's much easier to ummm... handle myself while close to you." Explained Jasper. That was a new information to me but it made sense and quite corresponded with how he handled himself, the last time we made out right after his hunt. Considering how passionate it was. "I will not do anything you don't want me to." He reassured me. 

     I was glad because if I wanted to stop taking the risk of forcing my body to heal too fast for the sake of both of us, I needed his help. Washing myself with one hand, with just a wet sponge was also not enough anymore. "Please bear with me, Ann. I'll try to be as careful as possible." Said Jasper and started carefully wrapping my arm with splint in the plastic foil he brought from downstairs. The movements of my arm hurt but I tried to not make it obvious.

    Pulling my pants off of my hips I shimmied a little, getting them as low as possible before sitting back down on my bed. Of course my pants stayed stuck on the edge of my cast. "If you let me..." I heard Jasper's quiet voice as I felt his fingers on my thighs when he reached for my pants to gently pull them over the cast and take them off for me.

    When Jasper started to wrap the plastic foil around my leg, the occasional brushing of his hand against the inner thigh of my other leg, sent soft electric impulses through me, making my heart race. "Are you alright?" He asked when I heard him put the roll of plastic wrap away meaning he was finished.

    "Mmhmm." I nodded. With Jasper's help I stood up. He was already shirtless and his arm around my waist to support me while his other hand held my unharmed one, was making me feel warm as he steadied me on the way to the bathroom.