Guns 'N' Roses

ISABELLA

After lunch, Vincent sat on his desk reading through pages of paper. A knock on the door stopped his tracks.

“If it’s a salesman, tell them to get lost.”

The door creaked open, blond hair swayed from the opening. “I don’t think any salesman would come if they know who lives here.”

Vincent watched Eve come in. “It’s just you Eve.” He went back to his papers.

Eve frowned. Closing the door behind her, she casually walked behind Vincent and wrapped her arms around his neck. She let her cheek touch his jawline with a smile. “Ever since that girl came, you paid no attention to me.”

“If that girl came or not, it would still be the same.”

Eve pushed the papers to the side and sat in front of him. He could visibly see her reason for coming towards him. Her pink crop top hanging loosely on her left shoulder with her denim shorts starting from her thin waist to her thighs. Her bright eyes sparkled with delight. She took one of his hands and slid it down her legs while eyeing him with a sly smile. Vincent understood that no words can express her desire for s****l intimacy from someone.

He pulled her legs, causing her to go down on his lap. His lips crashed with hers, the desires circled around him. Her hands reached to his face, caressing his warm cheeks while her other hand gently pulls his dark hair. His low moans turned her engine on. One hand reached inside her shirt, groping her bare chest while the hand groped her rear side. This time, Eve moaned as quiet as she can.

He parted from her lips, gasping for air. Eve leaned in while biting her lip, wanting more of his lips. Vincent sucked on her bottom lip, slowly reaching to her neck. His tongue slid up and down her beating neck before biting down like a vampire. Sucking and biting till he gets her sensitive spot. Eve moaned in response and with a smile, Vincent attacked her sensitive spot without mercy. Her legs twitched in excitement as her mind went blank with pleasure.

“Vincent….” She moaned out softly.

“You’re really a hopeless vixen.” Vincent breathed in her ear before sucking on her eye lobe.

Vincent starts unbuttoning his white collar shirt as Eve pulled off her shirt and threw it to the side. Her fair skin visible to his eyes. Skin as white as snow fitted well with her bright blue eyes and blond hair. Vincent was struck with the temptation of gently pulling her hair of silk while touching her soft skin.

“Care to explain why you’re walking around without covering yourself?”

“Do I need to cover myself when I’m with you in a closed room?” She winked.

His hands went right to her bare chest. “Did they grow bigger?”

She pushed her breasts together and massaged them, one over the other. “You tell me, you love playing with them.”

“Because it shows quickly of how turned on you can get by a flick.” He gently flicked one of the n*****s causing her to shiver. “See what I mean.”

“Hurry up and give it to me already Vincy.” She moaned out.

“First, my fun.” He picked her up and laid her on the desk, stripping off the bottom half of her clothing. He smirked at the sight of glistering liquid like honey. He picked up her legs, spreading them apart, Vincent took the chance to take a bite of her thighs before lowering himself down.

With his index finger and thumb, he spread her lips to get a closer look, his mouth tingled her soft insides. Like a child, he sucked her honey out. He inserted his tongue, licking her walls and exploring deep inside, pulling his tongue in and out. His lips sucked on her sensitive c**t to fire her body up, his teeth gently bit on it. Eve screamed out her moans not even caring about getting caught. Her juice leaked out of his mouth as he hungrily finished.

He watched Eve pant heavily as he wiped his mouth. “You’re sweet and flowing with it. How lewd.”

Vincent undid his belt and his dark blue jeans down. He hovered over Eve’s body, moving his wand, up and down her folds, as they became one. Eve’s body jolted with pure excitement. He pulled her legs closer, penetrating hard in her.

“As always, easy to fit in.” He grunted.

“We have it so many times, of course, my body is used to you. I get turned on just by thinking of it” She bit her lip.

He started to move inside her fast, her legs wrapped around his waist. Sweat made the two bodies hot and desirable for one another. He picked Eve up and sat back in his chair, pumping her with more control. Each thrust made her voice go louder.

Trying to maintain her voice was already too late for them since Jane Doe overheard them as she started looking for Vincent. She opened the door and peered inside to see the unseen. She gasped with wide eyes of the sight in front of her. Never in her wildest dream as she ever saw someone having an intimate bond in the main hall before.

Jane Doe’s body felt hot from embarrassment and awkwardness to look away. She watched Eve enjoy with a smile as her voice grows louder. Vincent only grunted and moaned.

“I’m at my peak...” He sighed.

“Me too.”

They both moaned in unison as they reached climax. Jane Doe held her breath in, unable to process what happened. Jack walked behind her, He gently chuckled causing Jane Doe to turn around in surprise. He hushed the shocked girl to think of ways to bully Vincent.

“Sweat looks really good on you or is that really sweat?” Jack spoke out.

Eve gasped and crawled off Vincent to the floor and hid behind the large desk. Vincent grunted annoyingly as he buckled up his jeans once more. Jane Doe covered her mouth, preventing her to say a work. Jack pushed her inside as he chuckled loudly. Jane Doe picked up the white shirt and handed to Vincent without looking him in the eye.

“Thanks.”

Jane Doe nodded before hiding behind Jack. She couldn’t afford to show her red face to Vincent or it’d be the end of her heart. Jack laughed while ruffling her dried hair. Vincent raised an eyebrow as he buttoned himself up.

“Poor, Can’t handle the heat you guys put up here, that desk and chair will never look the same to her.”

“She saw us?”

“Yeah, she had front row seat to the unwanted show.” Jack grinned.

Vincent frowned at Jack before helping the dressed Eve up. Jane Doe glanced at Eve, her face was red like a tomato, her breathing was slowly coming back to her. She could never express how beautiful Eve looked.

Eve is more beautiful than me, a girl with dried up hair and wounded body. Jane Doe sighed at her thought.

My darling, you’re beauty is just like your daring mother.

Jane Doe raised an eyebrow at the voice in her head. Is she going crazy? Who was the person that makes her nervous every time she remembers her voice? Her eyes burned as her lip quivered. Was she going to remember something she’s going to regret?

“Kiddo, why are you just standing there like a buffalo?” Jack called out.

Her thoughts disappeared from her mind as she followed Jack to the white couch. She sat close to Jack as Vincent sat on the arm of the couch beside her. He raised an eyebrow as her face turned red again, not daring to look at him.

“You’re acting like you’ve never seen s*x before.” Vincent grunted.

Jane Doe jumped at his voice. “S-s*x?”

“Don’t tell me you don’t even know what s*x means?” Eve laughed.

Jane Doe’s face went redder. She can’t remember but there’s a vague memory of seeing something. “I can remember seeing something I shouldn’t have, so I guess I saw s*x?”

“You probably shouldn’t remember what you saw, especially if it’s Eve and Vincent” Jack chuckled as Eve frowned.

Jane Doe shook her head. “N-No, I meant a memory.”

Jack’s laughter faded as his face turned serious. “You got a memory again?” Jane Doe nodded at his question.

“Again? This happened before and you didn’t tell me, Jack?” Vincent frowned.

“Too many things happened today and it kind of went over my head.” He grinned as he swished his hand over his head.

“Jack, you remember-”

“Don’t worry, Vincent. Jane Doe and I will tell you next time it happens. Right, Kiddo?”

“Uh, yeah. Right.” She glanced at Vincent then quickly looked away.

“Kid, do you want to have s*x with me?” Vincent questioned.

Everyone stared at Vincent in shock. Jane Doe felt like she was going to faint at any moment. “N-No! Of course not! Not in your wildest dreams!”

Vincent flicked her forehead causing her to welp in surprise. She leaned back, holding her forehead in shock. “Don’t get all red over what I said, Stupid. I was only kidding. I would never consider having s*x with you.”

Jane Doe frowned at Jack who pats her head gently with a laugh. “It’s okay, Kiddo. Don’t pay attention to the big bully, Vincent. Someone will love you dearly enough to have that intimate bond.”

“Eve and Vincent are in love?”

The room got silent. Jane Doe glanced left to right with a confusing look. Did she say something wrong? Connor cleared his throat before standing beside Vincent. “Am I interrupting something?”

“How long were you here?” Vincent glazed Connor’s face.

“When you asked the girl if she wanted to have s*x with you. I must say, boss. That’s some way of a proposal.”

“Proposal? Who’s proposing to who?” Sarah spoke out as she walked beside Connor with Kasey in her arms.

Connor pointed at Vincent then to Jane Doe “Those two. Vincent proposed to the kid.”

Sarah looked at Vincent with shock. “Really? Vincent? No way.”

“Sarah, stop believing everything Connor says.” Vincent grunted.

“If there is something to believe about you these days.” Sarah rolled her eyes with a smile as Vincent growled at her.

Jane Doe watched Jack’s face turned each time Sarah and Vincent sent each other expression of communication. His face smug with pain. He glanced at Jane Doe with a smile before grabbing the remote from the brown coffee table. He powered the tv to the news. A woman with brown hair and brown eyes showed up,

“A news reporter. Her name is Eli. Eli is very beautiful.” Jack approved.

“She’s average.” Sean spoke out beside Jack.

Jack jumped before sighing. “Sean, you really need to stop that.”

“More on the missing girl. 17-year-old Isabella was reported missing by her friend after being gone for 2 months. A little tribute from her friend, Morgan.”

Sarah and Connor sat on the ground in front of Jack. They stared at the screen showing a girl with black hair with purple half way, her blue eyes, streaming with tears. She held a frame close to her chest as she held her crying in front of the reporter.

“Morgan is prettier than Eli.” Sean blurted out.

“Sean is in love guys.” Jack joked.

“At least I’m honest about it.”

“I’ll kill you.”

“Bring it on, Jack.”

Jack punched his stomach with his eyes still on the screen. “I bought it.”

Sean rubbed his stomach. “Ow.”

“Stop acting like kids. She’s going to talk.” Sarah hushed them.

I bit my lip from laughing at how kiddish they were. Jane Doe pushed aside the warm feeling she got when Sean called Morgan pretty.

“Bella and I have been friends since we were kids. She was adventurous and kind, putting others before herself. Even when her mother passed away, her character never changed. She took up martial arts in order to protect her schoolmates if a criminal came in. I know she’s alive somewhere, I can feel it. She’s alive and well somewhere, I just ask whoever has her to bring her back to me. I can’t live without her. Please.” She started crying, holding the frame to her face as she plopped to the ground.

Jane Doe stood up with feelings wrapping inside her body. Her breath stopped as her eyes stung. Her hands clutched her white shirt near her heart as it raced fast in pain. She wanted to hold Morgan in her arms and tell her that everything is going to be okay.

“Jane Doe, are you okay?” Jack stood up, patting her back.

Jane Doe started breathing again, slowing her heart back down before it bursts out of her chest. She looked down at her hands, shivering while feeling the pulse run through her veins like she just ran a marathon.

“I’m okay. I just felt her sadness.” She took a deep breath.

“What a whole lot of drama she’s adding now.” Eve scoffed.

Jane Doe bit her lip, Jack glared at Eve before showing concern to Jane Doe. He held her arm, pulling her close to him. Sarah clenched her fist as her eyes burned the memory of Jack and Jane Doe close to each other in her mind.

“Please give me back Isabella, I need her like I need air. She’s more than my best friend, she’s my sister. Bella, I’ll be waiting for you.”

“Morgan! Why would you wait for her? She’s a demon just like her father! Isabella Krane, I hope you rot wherever you are! Your father and you should never come back!”

Vincent’s body perked up with the name Krane ringing in his ears. “Isabella Krane? That bastard has a missing daughter?” Vincent’s body flared with anger as he stood up. “We need to find that girl, she’s the only one who can find Krane.”

“Vincent, she’s been missing for 2 months, who knows where she went or who took her. She could be dead for all I know.” Connor retorted back.

Vincent gritted his teeth as his face went red. It was his first time that Jane Doe saw Vincent’s expression of anger. His cool and collected expression vanished in her memory, leaving her with his angry face. Sarah bit her inner cheek before speaking up.

“You know, isn’t it weird? Jack and Vincent met Jane Doe around 2 months ago? Now, there’s a missing person from the same time gap?”

Jack raised an eyebrow. “What are you implying Sarah?”

“No, I’m not implying anything. I’m just saying.”

Eve sat on Jack’s spot and hugged Sarah, causing her head to go up to face Eve. “I think what Sarah is saying is that your little angel of clueless besides Jack could be Isabella Krane. The daughter of Krane, the man that murdered many mothers, including Vincent’s mother.” Eve smirked.

Jane Doe’s mind went blank as Vincent set his angry eyes towards her. Jack held her close to her. “Don’t imply anything until she gets her memories back.”

“Well, if she got her memories back and she is Isabella Krane, what would you do?”

“I wouldn’t gang up on her without evidence like you guys are doing.” Jack snarled at Connor. “Even if she was Isabella Krane, we should be asking her for help to get to her father.”

Vincent pulled Jane Doe’s arm causing her to welp in shock. Her body shivered in fear as her eyes saw what looked like a demon in front of her eyes. As if Lucifer himself was standing in front of him. He tightened his hand, deepening his fingers on her bare skin. Jane Doe flinched in pain as she made fail attempts to separate from his grasp. His eyes lowered to her frightened body. Jack took a hold of Vincent’s hand on her.

“Jack, don’t tell me you’re going against me and siding her. Know your place.” Vincent growled.

“I’m not going for or against you. This is a matter of innocence until proven guilty. I do know my place, as your right-hand man. Know your place as a leader and her second caregiver.”

Vincent pushed her hand away, Jane Doe stumbled into Jack’s arms as she shivered with tears stinging her eyes. Jack patted her back, hushing her with a calming tone. Jack watched Vincent storm out the door leaving an aura of anger lingering in the room.

Vincent stopped by the hallway and huffed his anger out. He leaned against the wall, watching his hands shake. He squinted his eyes at his nails, blood covered his nail line. Did he really harm her to the point of blood? His head pounded at the thought of Jane Doe’s fear in her eyes. I didn’t mean it. I didn’t mean to grab her like that. Krane. Isabella Krane. Please don’t let her be Isabella. His thoughts made him only realize how soft he is against Jane Doe.