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    For the Love of Bella

     

    Jasper and I really need to talk!

     

    “Ding-Dong!”

     

    The sound of the doorbell ringing brought my mind back into the now. Now, Rose was on the other side of the door. Now, she was going to punish me for being a ‘bad boy’. NOW is when I was going to like it, want it and fuck it. The prospects of what was going to go on in this house this afternoon immediately made me hard.

     

    Shit! Couldn’t you have waited until after she came inside to get hard?

     

    Releasing a resounding sigh, I opened the door. The last thought crossing my mind. Time to have fun! Next thing I knew I was being pushed back onto the floor and being smacked. So, you like it rough? I’ll give it to you rough!

     

    JPOV

     

    This day couldn’t have been more perfect. After breakfast I took Bella to the mall. I had chosen the mall because I knew there were a bunch of stores there that she liked. It took convincing her the whole drive there that she was going to spend my money whether she liked it or not. I put a condition on her though – she had to buy everything that she wanted. What can I say? I was having a wonderful day and I wanted to shower Bella with things she deserved.

     

    We were at the mall until around 5pm. By that time, Bella looked as if she was the happiest woman alive. If taking her shopping made her happen, I would make it a point to do so more often. I couldn’t help but laugh on the inside looking at all of the bags she was carrying on top of all of the bags I was carrying. She was an open book when it came to shopping. We would go in a store, and she would look around, touching different things. Then she would say she didn’t like anything and start to walk out. I wasn’t that blind. I knew the items that she would want so I told her I would be right there, go buy the item or items and meet her outside of the store. Bag in hand.

     

    It was at about the 5th store and 8 or more bags later that she realized what I was doing. By the end of the day she actually picked out and bought one bag worth of stuff herself. It was great to see her take control in what was an uncomfortable situation for her.

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