We all looked between each other and Dan rubbed his hands together. Seven even started to smirk a little. She nodded and leaned back in her chair.
“She wants us to burn it down.”
CHAPTER 15
The Princess
Now I get why people get pissy when you’re speaking a language they don’t understand. I’m already sick of listening to these idiots talk, and the carjuststopped. I have no clue what they’re saying, but I get the feeling that if their arrogant snickering isn’t a dead giveaway, they’re a lot less concerned about the loss of their own men than anybody guessed.
I can fix that.
I got jerked out of the car and jerked around somemorewhile I stumbled blind into a building that smelled really strongly of cheap cologne and cloves. We turned right and a door closed behind me, calculated footsteps strolling past my side and stopping somewhere in front of me. My hair flew into my face as they ripped the black cover off my head. It’s an office. A shitty one by the looks of it with a desk that looks like they bought it at a garage sale.
Gross. Have some class, asshole.
“This where you’ll stay. I give you room, you decorate how you wish. Make a list of what you need to be worth top dollar. I expect you to earn your keep, and to be working by week’s end.”
“And my girls?” I asked, squaring my shoulders and blowing hair out of my face.
“What of them?”
“Where are they? They’re gonna be just as expensive as me by the time I’m done training them up. You want your money’s worth or not?” A couple of the men looked at Mikhail in suspicion, but he kept his focus on me. It’s getting harder and harder to keep my temper from flaring and blowing this whole thing.
“Girls are your responsibility now. What will you need to train them?”
I shrugged, cocking my head and giving as much sass as I could muster. My goal is to play the expert and seem annoyed that they’re amateurs. This shouldn’t take much…in theory.
“Dunno, big guy. Might help if I canseethem. Yeah?” He pinned me with a mistrustful look before finally nodding his head at one of his guys. He took me by the upper arm and I jerked it away. Mikhail pointed a finger at me.
“You’ll go. And do what you’re told. You might own girls…but I ownyou. Fight anyone in this place…pay a price. Got it?”
I grit my teeth and narrowed my eyes at him before swallowing down my rage.“Fine.”I glanced up at the fucker holding my arm. “Lead the way.”
And lead he did…right to a hallway in a shabby establishment with several doors on either side. They all got opened, one by one, and I was taken from door to door to witness the horror inside.
Keep calm, Bridget Byrne…not yet. Not yet.
Just about every one of them looked like they hadn’t had a decent bath in weeks. They’re malnourished. Looks like they’re still wearing the remains of whatever clothes they were taken in. Each one had their right hand cuffed to a shitty metal bed. Once I’d seen enough, I crossed my arms and leaned against the wall in the hallway.
“You honestly expect men to pay top dollar if your girls look like that? You want ‘em to pay more money to shove their cock into another man’s leftover cum? What the hell kind of turnaround do you expect from some trash heap, underground whore house?” They all looked to Mikhail, waiting for him to blow.
“They want to fuck. Doesn’t matter how they look.”
“They could rape a girl that’s healthier and cleaner than that for fucking free. That’s all this is, anyway. If they’re already doing it, don’t you think they’d go get their own unsuspecting pussy, rather than pay you something for it?”
The wheels are turning. This is working.
“Tell me what you need.”
I smirked and pushed off the wall.
“We need a gathering room. I’ll start working with them a couple hours a day…afteryou get them something classy to wear, feed them something that doesn’t make them look like a bag of bones, and get themclean.” They all just stared at me. “Look, it’s been a long night. Take me to my room. I’ll work on trying to untangle all this bullshit tomorrow.”
“Fair enough. Let’s go.”
Myroom…was a repurposed living room with a bed bigger than any of the other girls have, an extra floor lamp and very little else. It at least has a bathroom with a working shower. They left me to it, locking me in, and I sat on the floor of the tub, letting the water run over me while I silently cried like a pussy.
Well, this is it…rock fucking bottom.
