Jeff followed Kayla into the stables. He had her right where he wanted her. He wanted this girl in the worst way and she now had no money and no where to go. He smiled he would have her.

"Kayla don't be like that. This is about business." Jeff said coming up behind her.

"Go to hell Jeff. You and that devil out there are disgusting using my father's death to get what you want." Kayla said.

"Well Kayla that's life sweetie, get used to it. And by the way, you don't have the truck; it was a part of the whole package." Jeff said grinning.

Unknown to the two of them Mark had followed them in and was listening to there conversation.

"You sneaky little bastard. How could you?" Kayla screamed at him.

Jeff backed her up against the wall and pinned her there. Kayla struggled and kicked at him but he just laughed.

"You have nothing, no money, no home, no truck, and no job. I guess you'll have to take my offer to be my own little whore. I have you spreading those sweet legs of yours for me in a week without complaining." He said as he tightened his grip on her painfully.

"I don't mind applying discipline to make you behave and you will fuck me when I tell you to." Jeff said.

He got no further he felt himself being hauled off of Kayla and thrown down.

Mark picked him up and punched him. Kayla might think him a devil, but he had considered Rob a friend. He had watched Kayla grow up practically and the thought of this dirt bag putting his hands on her sent his anger over the edge.

Mark drug him to his car and tossed him in.

"If I see ya again, I'll hurt ya." Mark said.

Jeff started his car and drove off.

Mark turned and went back to the stable. Kayla was dusting her self off.

"Are you okay?" Mark asked.

"What's it to you?" Kayla snapped.

"Listen you can have the truck." Mark said.

"Well thanks so much your lordship, you're so kind." Kayla said.

"Lose the attitude Kayla." Mark snapped back.

"I guess I'll just leave now if it's all the same to you. I just ask you one thing. Don't touch the little grove where my mother and father are buried." Kayla said and headed for the truck.

"Like I would Kayla, do you really think me so low as to dig up your parents graves?" Mark asked.

Kayla just shrugged and kept walking.

Mark followed her.

"Where are ya going to go?" Mark asked.

She shrugged again. She had no clue.

"Do ya have any family?" Mark asked.

"No." Kayla said climbing in the truck.

"I got a job offer for ya." Mark said.

Kayla looked at him. Was he crazy they couldn't stand each other.

"I'm going to have to find someone to run the stables any way and take care of the horses. You take the job. 200 a week and you can have the room over the stables." Mark said.

Mark was surprised she didn't spit at him she just kept sitting there. Mark had genuinely liked Rob he was a good man and Mark had got to know him over the years. He had no desire to see his daughter homeless with no where to go, he owed Rob that much.

Kayla knew her options were limited. 200 a week sounded good and plus she could stay on the ranch. She wouldn't have to leave her horses. She could save her money and figure out what exactly she was going to do.

"Deal." Kayla said and stuck out her hand.

Mark was shocked that had been so easy. He had thought he would have to hog tie her or something to get her to agree. He took her small calloused hand in his.

"Deal." Mark said.

"Fine you got yourself a stable hand." Kayla said climbing out of the truck.

Kayla grabbed a box out of the back of the truck and took it to the stairs going up the back of the stable to the room. Mark watched her go. This should be real interesting he thought and went to unpack his self.