A Small Piece Restored.

Your blood ran dark with Whiskey by the time you'd had your fill, dizzy as Hell but smiling stupidly to yourself as You watched the Pleasure goddess in the Yellow jumpsuit speaking fiercely to a few men in long grey overcoats with Black and Yellow stripes on their sleeve "She seems more diva than devil..." You whispered but Diana shook her head.

"Don't make the mistake of thinking that she's a pushover, that woman is Monster..."

You weren't too sure about that... until the proof was put in front of your eyes. One of the larger Mafia members lent down, scowling as He said something that You couldn't hear, the others around him shot him warning looks.

You couldn't see her face because her back was turned... not that you were complaining, her full bubble butt curved and full looked right at You, but in the second of your distraction, Belle's fists jabbed at the huge gangster's face and the man literally flew off of his feet, smashing into the wall, Belle stepping aside as He toppled like a tree, his bloody face planting into the ground.

"Ho-ho-holy shit!?" You cried, Belle gesturing to the others that struggled to drag the Huge man off.

Belle turned wiping the blood off her fist as she tracked through the crowd, strutting like a peacock, moving in the direction of the VIP Area... or more accurately in the direction of you.

"Shit-Shit-Shit she's coming here!?" You cried, grabbing Diana who raised an eyebrow.

"So? You can sexy dance with her but you can't talk to her?"

You grimaced "I have no idea why I did that!? Talking isn't my strong suit!"

Diana merely smiled, Daisy distracted by Diana's phone which she stared at in wonder, your sister patting you on the shoulder "You'll be fine, trust me."

"I can't even trust you to wait before slamming drink for me, Didi..."

You gulped hearing the smooth tone from someone that you did not hear approaching. Slowly turning around, your eyes looked up to the tall beauty, her body wrapped in yellow.

Diana grinned "Oh I'm sooo sorry miss busy-busy Queen Bee, I barely even see you at the mansion anymore so I apologise for my impatience." Your sister's tone oozed with sarcasm, but Belle meant entirely what she said with 100% clarity.

"Well... I'm here now." She moved closer, placing herself beside you, those deep brown chocolate orbs tethered to your gaze "and I am not going anywhere."

There was something primal in these moments while close to her, time felt wobbly and unimportant, your chest thumped and the burning in your guts smouldered steadily, you could barely pay attention to the others even as Diana grinned taking Daisy's hand.

"Come on big mama, I'm taking you for a dance!" Didi dragged Daisy off before she had time to say anything in protest, descending the stairs and leaving you with the brunette who removed her wide shades.

It was strange, her eyes looked like rubies before, you blamed the lights or the booze playing trick on you, but her white smile was unmistakeable "You are quite the dancer, Charlie." She whispered.

You tried not to stammer, worrying that it would make the crippling nostalgia vanish in the moment "You too, Miss Harlow."

"No no... Belle, you always get to call be Belle." her tone was soft, not at all what you imagined, you imagine something stronger, maybe it could be, but here with you now, it was smooth as butter. "I have heard a lot about you from Diana, I've been totally excited to meet you... It must be hard with your amnesia."

You raised an eyebrow "You heard about that?"

"I hear just about everything." She chuckled.

Scratching your head you nodded "Right. Mafia Boss."

She looked a little worried "That doesn't like, bother you, does it?"

Pressing your lips together, your foot bagan to vibrate in place "Even if it did, I probably wouldn't say, I don't think that I've ever had a girl this beautiful this close to me for this long hehe."

Belle Harlow flushed deeply "Well... I'll won't leave your side until you send me away, even then, I might think twice." She fluttered her eyebrows, you didn't actually know girls did that, and you would have thought it would be cringy, but when Belle Harlow did it, it was the cutest thing you had ever seen.

"I would have thought that a Big Boss would be busy with all the Muscleheads." Your stomach inflated, chest rising, the darkness that fueled you brightened the abyss inside like an oil lamp in a black hallway.

A fairy-like giggle, though her gaze remained long and heavy "My time has been consumed by more dangerous men than My dad's old dummies."

"Pft like who?"

She sucked in her round cheeks "Mr Nox for one."

"Is there anyone who wasn't friends with the guy?" You asked.

Belle bit her lip and finally broke her gaze, looking off at the people below "He had a lot of friends, He even considered them family near the end... I know you don't recall but, you two were quite close once upon a time."

A horrible feeling filled you gut as you saw her longing expression "Was he... close with you then?" the guy sounded like he got around.

Isabelle's eyes returned "Can I wear your glasses?" She said cutely.

Nodding, Belle reached up and gently removed them from your face, her fingers brushing your temples, her ice cold skin sending a chill down your spin.

She placed them happily on herself, the round spectacles sitting curtly on her pretty face, she made a few poses smiling as You nodded "Harrietto potter and le Mafioso's curse!" You cried... ugh why?

But Belle laughed, chuckling to herself as you joined her, acting like it was all apart of your master plan.

Sharing a good many drinks, laughing and joking (at Velka's great irritation) Belle spoke to you about her family, about her recent Dad's ****, something she didn't seem all that upset about... though when she spoke about her brother, a sadness overcame her "He... was, not the best brother, but He was mine you know? followed me around like a puppy when we were kids... I've dealt with shithead boyfriends and my evil dad but... nothing hurt quite like that..."

You nodded, hesitating to touch her shoulder. She seemed to notice and made an awkward shift closer to you, taking your hand with her cold fingers.

"Did... I know you, before?" You asked unable to shake the sensation of comfortability with her.

Belle squeezed your hand tightly, biting her lip and nodding her head "Do you remember me, at all?"

You wanted to say yes, but you could not like "It's like... I feel comfortable with you like I can trust you, but, I just don't know it's really... weird."

Her face was so close, lips full and begging to be met, the drunkenness had boosted your confidence tenfold with the fact that You were even sitting and talking with this girl without reeling in terror, but you didn't know to just rush in and kiss her-

"You can touch me. I can see you hesitating and I want you to know, You can always touch me, always call on me... You can... Kiss me."

"What is this?" You asked softly "What am I to you?"

She smiled gently, your face growing closer "You're my everything, My lover, my best friend... My master..."

Your lips touched, hands grasping at each other's bodies, and as you did. something happened.

Something clicked back into place, and as her tongue wrestled with yours in a fierce and primal embrace, images flashed through your mind, and her voice echoed amongst the folds of your brain.

"Master..." "Ugh! Fuck me, master!" "Totally not fabulous, Master!" "I am the QUEEN OF SHOPPING!!" ..... "I... Love you, Master."

You pulled back, your head writhing and aching as you felt your eyes shimmer. Belle clutched your face in panic "Are you okay? what's wrong!?"

Your head stopped spinning, and raising your eyes, Belle saw small slithers of Gold amongst the Silver in the orbs, and you grinned, seeing Your Belle for the first time "Bella... Bella, How could I forget you!? Oh god, I'm so sorry... I... What is wrong with me?" You pulled her into a tight hug, The Brunette starting to sob as you smiled widely.

"W-What did you, remember? Master?" She asked, a little cautiously.

"Not much but... I remember you When you bought me clothes and... when you came to my dad's funeral... When we... Had sex... every time we had sex."

Isabelle continued to cry as she looked at you... her tears were crimson like blood but. You found it oddly normal, you didn't know what was wrong about her, your memories were still mostly absent, but it was like one of the many holes had finally been filled.

"I missed you so much I- I just want to say that I... I..."

You smiled gently "I love you too, Belle."

Biting her lips, Belle grasped you hands even tighter, planting a few fast and light kisses on your face and cheeks as a hunger overcame her face "I need you to fuck me so bad. Right now. Come on. I have a room in the back, please tell me that You want to!?"

Gritting your teeth you blinked with nervousness "I... I want to-"

But she had already swept you off your feet, moving to drag you down the stairs, and towards somewhere a bit more private.