Chapter 23 ~ Ava

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Some time passed, I'm not sure how long. But soon enough, Nate returned back to the hotel room. I sprung up from bed, my hair already dry, and I ran up to him. He had arms full of bags and boxes.

"I got you some things..." he trailed off with a chuckle. I let out a small laugh as I wrapped my arms around him. "Are you okay?" he asked me.

I nodded, but it was a lie. Tears were in my eyes and my leg still throbbed relentlessly. "It's been a weird day," I said.

He nodded back to me. "Well, lets at least get you dressed, yeah?"

"Alright..." I agreed.

Nate set the bags down onto one of the beds and we started to sort through them. "You would not believe how many weird looks I got when I bought all of this stuff," he admitted.

"Oh really?" I laughed.

He let out a huff. "You have no idea. Pretty sure that people thought I was a cross dresser or some shit like that." He looked me dead in the eyes. "I went to Victoria's Secret, Ava. And I bought panties. A man. Buying panties."

I rubbed his back while I smiled at him. "Thank you," I said as I kissed him on the cheek.

We took the clothes out of the bags together and laid them out, deciding which ones I was going to wear for the day. I didn't want to wear a pair of shorts. I didn't want anyone to notice that I had my upper thigh completely bandaged, nor did I want anybody to ask my why it was bandaged. I shied away from any sort of pants.

"Did you get a summer dress by any chance?" I asked him. He looked up at me.

"Yeah, actually. But what's wrong with shorts and a tank top?"

I shook my head. "Oh, nothing I just don't want to wear shorts, that's all."

He raised an eyebrow at me skeptically, but reached into one of the bags and pulled out a cream colored sun dress. "This is the only one I bought," he admitted.

I held it in my hands. "Don't worry about it; it's perfect."

I grabbed a pair of underwear and ran to the bathroom. I quickly threw off the robe and put the new clothing on. It fit me quite nicely, actually, and gave a comfortable amount of space for me to cover the bandage with. Once I was satisfied, I walked back out.

When I arrived back into the room, every one had gathered in there.

"Not too shabby..." Taco commented. "I don't think I've ever seen you look so cleaned up before, Miss Lane." I looked down at myself, a little self conscious that all of these men were watching me. Taco turned his attention to Nate. "Did you get the dress that I asked you to get?"

Nate nodded as he reached into a bag. "Yeah, I did." He pulled out, just as Taco had described, a tight, black dress, with appropriately wide straps, and not too short on the skirt. The cleavage on the other hand... that would've been a different story.

"Sí, eso es perfecto," he said to Nate, forming his fingers into an "OK" sign. Nate grinned at himself as he set the dress back down.

"If you don't mind me asking," I began as I crossed my arms and leaned against the wall on my hip. "What exactly am I going to be needing that dress for?" I looked down at myself, at my legs in particular. I looked back up and gestured with my head to RJ. "And why did he say that I needed to shave my legs?"

RJ smirked at me, a type of smirk that could trap you. And I was trapped. The smirk alone had me pinned up against a wall to where I couldn't move, and he knew it, too. I
just wanted to sock him in the jaw.

An amused Taco looked back and forth between me and RJ for a moment before making and holding eye contact with me. "I apologize for the mysteriousness of our intentions with you during your time with us, Miss Lane," he began coyly. I lifted an eyebrow. I didn't like where this was going. "But I assure you, we don't want to use your body in the way that you've convinced yourself to believe."

I looked down at myself, a perplexed look plastered across my face. I looked back to Nate and gave him a puzzling stare. He lightly shrugged. He seemed to be in on whatever they were concocting as well but wasn't somehow allowed to let me in on it. It was like all four of them were trying to make me sweat. And it was working.

"You see..." Taco began as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He took a hit and let the smoke escape between his lips. "We have a special meeting tonight."

I sighed. "A meeting?" I questioned. "What do you mean? With who exactly?"

"A couple of people," Taco replied vaguely. "It's more of a banquet than it is a meeting. Very VIP. One of our most powerful allies has a mansion up in Summerlin. He's hosting a party for some people like us. A lot of business deals will be made."

I stared at Taco, unsure as to why I was being dragged into all of this mess. "I guess I'm missing the part where I'm supposed to come into play here?"

"Patience, my friend," he cooed as he held a hand up. He began to pace around the large hotel room. "You see, I'm trying to make a really good impression on all of the guests. And what better way to do that, than to have a foxy red head on my arm the whole night?"

I took in a breath and held up my hands in protest. "Hell no. Seriously?" I looked to Nate. He didn't seem to have the same reaction that I did even in the slightest. "You want me to be like your god damn escort?"

RJ snickered in the corner as he watched me explode. I'm sure nothing in this world gave him more pleasure than seeing me break. I tossed a glare at the sack of shit and looked back to Taco. "Who's idea was this?"

The three men looked to Nate. My eyes widened. He didn't even look the least bit remorseful. "It's just business, babe. Don't worry about it."

I threw my arms up. "Oh, what are you now, my fucking pimp?"

"It's not like that-"

"To hell with you. To hell with ALL of you!" I pointed at them. They didn't seem in the least bit fazed. "I can't do this."

I turned on my heel and stormed out of the room before they had a moment to protest. None of them did anyway, shockingly. I slammed the door behind me and leaned against it for a moment.

"Shouldn't we go after her?" Sean asked.

"Let her go," Taco ordered. "Once she gets hungry, she'll come running back to daddy."

I closed my eyes as a tear slipped down. I had never felt so used or humiliated in my entire life. All I was to them was an object, a pawn, their Ace. They'd use me up and throw me out. The worst part was, Nate was in on it too, and didn't even care. Had he always been like this and just hid it away from me, like he did with the other things in his life?

I began to make my way down the hallway to the elevator, realizing I was completely barefoot. I let out a groan as I turned my head back to the way I came, longing to go back for my shoes and debating whether I valued the well being of my feet over my dignity. That moment of hesitation cost me.

When I turned around again, I was met with a black sack getting tossed over my head and my arms quickly being bound. I tried hard to scream and squirm, but there were at least 3 perpetrators attacking me. I had no chance against them.

I fiercely began to kick to try and free myself from them.

"Yo, grab her by the legs!" I heard one of them order.

Someone began to reach for my thighs, lifting my dress up with them. Their hand clamped down on my thigh and I let out a large shriek of pain.

"Dude there's something wrong with her leg, it's all fucking bandaged," the person grabbing at me commented.

"I don't give a damn, just get going!" The first voice replied.

I continued to try and squirm to get away, yet to no avail. I decided to give up. Anything at this point was going to be better than being Taco's escort.

They carried me down the hallway a bit more from what I could tell and walked into another room. The door shut behind them and I heard it lock closed. There was no escape. I was set down on the ground, someone still holding my hands behind my back so I couldn't move.

"Alright," the first voice spoke again. He sounded rough, agitated. Like he didn't even want to be there. That's never a good sign. "I'm gonna take this bag off of your head, but you have to promise not to scream."

I breathed heavily, debating on what course of action I should carry out, but seeing as I had not much of a choice, I simply nodded and hopped he understood.

"Fuck, alright."

He swiftly pulled the sack off of my head, causing all of my hair to flow over my face, covering my eyes, thus distorting my vision. All I could see was a dimly lit room around me. Someone came up to my face and began to move the hair out of my field of vision. I made eye contact with a muscular, Korean looking man, who just seemed like an overall angry person. He let out a chuckle and stood up.

"Un-fucking-believable."

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