Both Neva and Sasha looked towards the door next day when they heard it being unlocked. It opened and all three men entered. Dean walked straight over to Sasha, grabbed her arm and yanked her up from the mattress.
"You got a customer," Dean said.
"What? No!" Sasha cried.
Dean pulled the crying Sasha out of the room. Seth turned and followed. Roman looked over at Neva who was sitting with her book in her hands.
"Did she cause any trouble yesterday?" He asked.
"No more than you would expect," she answered. "I'm almost done with the book."
"I'll stop by the library later today. Anything in particular you want to read?" He asked.
"I like this author," she answered.
"I'll see what else they got from her," he said. "You're a good girl, Neva. A real good girl. Hopefully you can teach Sasha to be as good as you."
"I'm trying," she said.
She put on her best smile for him. He smiled back, walked out of the room and closed the door. Her smile dropped immediately.
"Idiot!" She growled lowly. "Motherfucking idiots, all three of you!"
She knew they would never hear her talk like that about them behind their backs. She was all sugar and spice when they were in the same room. Another thing registered with her while she was growling to herself. Roman hadn't locked the door behind him. This was the first time it happened. She knew it was a test, but also that it meant something. They trusted her. She had moved up in ranks. Sasha was the new girl that couldn't be trusted.
"Please!" Sasha cried. "Let me go! I won't tell anyone!"
"Listen here, you cunt!" Dean snarled. "You are our property now, and you're fucking expensive to keep around when we have to feed you and take care of you so you better start making us some money."
Seth opened a door. Dean pushed Sasha inside the room. She stared in horror at a man in there in his boxers. It was clear what they meant by her making money. She turned around and tried making a run for it, only to run directly into Dean's arms again.
"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" Dean asked.
"She's planning to escape!" Sasha yelled.
"Who?" Roman asked.
"Neva!" Sasha yelled. "She's planning to escape. She told me yesterday. Hurt her. Make her do this instead of me. She's playing you."
Roman's eyes turned hard. He spun around and marched right back to the room where Neva was. He opened the door and stepped inside. She looked up from her book.
"Did you miss me already?" She asked.
He walked over to her, grabbed her arm and yanked her up by force. The book fell out of her hands.
"What the hell, Roman?" She asked.
He grabbed both her arms and slammed her up against the wall. The air was knocked out of her for a few seconds.
"Are you planning to escape?" He asked.
"No," she answered.
"Sasha says otherwise," he said.
"Sasha arrived yesterday. Do you honestly think if I was about to bail on you that I would tell some stupid, little girl I don't even know? How stupid do you think I am?" She asked.
He wrapped one hand around her throat and let the other run down her body. He placed his hand on her crotch and squeezed her hard through her shorts.
"You belong to us!" He growled.
"I know," she said. "Roman, it's me. You know me. Do you seriously believe that bitch over me? If that's the case, you're not the man I thought you were. You're not the man that I..."
She stopped talking. He smirked at her, knowing he had the upper hand.
"That you what? Finish the sentence, baby girl," he said.
"That I care about," she whispered.
"Care about? Tell me what I wanna hear," he said.
"That I love," she said.
"Yeah, you love me, don't you, baby?" He grinned. "Sorry about this. I had to make sure."
"It's okay," she said.
He stopped squeezing her crotch and instead stroked her through her shorts. She let out the fake moan she knew he craved to hear. Feeling satisfied by knowing he still had her where he wanted, he moved his hand to her arm and pulled her out of the room. She found Dean and Seth there with Sasha in Dean's arms.
"Bitch is causing trouble?" Neva asked.
"You know it," Seth said. "I don't recall you ever being this annoying."
"You blocked out the happy memories," Dean grinned.
Neva walked over and looked into the room. She found one of her usual customers in there in his boxers. Drew McIntyre.
"It's just Drew," Neva looked at Sasha. "He's one of the nicest men you'll meet in here. Why do you have to be such a bitch around him?"
"I told them, you bitch!" Sasha yelled. "I told them what you're planning on doing!"
"Are you gonna let her talk to you like that?" Dean asked.
Neva stepped up to Dean and Sasha, and slapped Sasha hard. Sasha gasped in surprise and then started crying again.
"Again," Dean laughed.
"If you think you're off the hook after this beating, you got a surprise coming your way," Seth said.
"I don't even wanna bother with her," Neva sighed. "You can deal with her. I'll take care of Drew."
"Are you sure?" Roman asked.
Neva held up her hands and smiled.
"I'm not a fighter, Roman. I might hurt myself. Look at my palm after that slap. It actually hurt my hand," Neva said.
"Alright," Roman chuckled. "Go serve Drew. He's been waiting long enough."
Neva nodded and walked into the room Drew was in. She closed the door behind her and maintained her fake smile. She knew what would happen to Sasha while she was in there serving Drew. Sasha might think for a few more seconds that she got out of being raped by a strange man, but she would learn soon enough that saying no to one man meant being raped by the other three. Sasha would be even more broken once they both were back in their shared room. Something that Neva had to push out of her head right now when she had a job to do.
"Hi, Drew," she put on her sweetest voice. "I haven't seen you in a while."
"I had a run-in with the cops. It took up some time until I found the right cop to pay off," Drew smirked. "I've missed you, Neva. Only you know how to suck dick to perfection."
"Don't flatter me," she giggled. "Get out of those boxers and I'll make you feel real good."