JPOV

I'm such an ass, I'm such an ass... I kept chanting in my head, while chasing Nessie, but it was already too late she was already gone, but not before I saw her face that was covered in tears.

I'm the worst scum on the fucking Earth.

"Jesus, Jake, you really are a douche you know that?" Leah's annoying voice said behind me.

"Well, it's your fucking fault, Leah! Why the hell did you bring her here?" I snapped.

"Because you were in a pissed off mood this morning and me being the generous person I am called your little pet for a visit. Also, it's not my fault. I'm not the one who got caught fucking someone on their desk."

"You should mind your own damn business Leah and stop getting involved in other peoples lives just because your fucking Sam the mailman, even though he's fucking married."

Sam was our mail guy that came over often to deliver letters from the shops around the world. He was a cool, easygoing dude with a beautiful wife named Emily and two kids. He was probably the only guy I'd seen Leah talk to in a while, but there little buddy buddy relationship changed when I did the exact same thing Nessie did and walked in on them fucking on her desk. Leah told me to keep it secret and she was one of my best assistants so I did.

Leah hated it that Sam was married, but she said she tried to ignore it. I could tell it was a sore subject for her and me bringing it up was pretty low.

"Fuck you Jacob!" she yelled. She started hitting and scratching at me before Seth, her little brother and my other assistant, came over and tried to restrain her.

"What the hell's going on? I was in my office then I heard all this damn yelling," Seth said still holding Leah by the waist while she was still tried to struggle against his hold.

"Seth, call the first floor and tell them if they see a girl with red curly hair to stop her and wait for me," I told him pressing the down button on the elevator.

"Um...okay," he said, confused, but grabbed his cell phone from his pants pocket and dialed a few numbers.

While Seth was distracted talking to the people on the first floor, Leah pushed Seth and got out of his grip. Instead of attacking me like Seth and I were both prepared for she just gave me a glare and power walked back to her office.

When the elevator doors opened I walked in and look at Seth, silently asking if they got Nessie and she didn't run off.

"Okay, I'll tell him." He shut his phone. "They said the girl you're talking about already stormed off and left."

"Fuck," I muttered, hitting the one button. "Thanks anyway Seth, keep an eye on things while I'm gone."

"Alright," he sighed, then the doors closed.

I can't believe this shit. What I did was fucked up and it was my fault more than Leah's, but Nessie could probably be wandering the streets right now, lost and scared, but I remember her saying she used to live on the streets so I was kind of hoping she was stronger than she looks.

When the elevator doors finally opened, I ran out and started looking frantically around the place looking for someone who would have probably seen her before she left. I looked over and saw the two counter girls, Amy and Jessica, that I fucked about three months ago. They both looked over at me and had a grin on their faces. When I walk over and get closer their smiles got bigger.

"Hello, Mr. Black, how can we help you?" Amy asked seductively.

"I was wondering if you two saw a girl running down here," I said.

Their smiles turn into frowns.

"You mean the girl with the curly, red hair?" Jessica asked, annoyed.

"Yeah, do you know which way she went?"

Amy shrugged. "She ran out the doors, crying. I think she went left though."

I was both annoyed with their attitudes and relieved that they knew which way she went.

"Thanks," I grumbled and ran out the doors without looking back at them.

"NESSIE!" I yelled while walking down the sidewalk. Some people look at me like I'm crazy. Probably wondering why the hell I'm yelling the loch ness monsters name in the middle of Seattle, but I just ignore them.

"NESSIE! I'M SORRY! NESSIE!" I continued to yell, but still nothing. I walked down an abandoned alley and started looking around, but still nothing. I was walking down until I got to a chain-linked fence. I sighed and turned around, figuring that there was nothing and no one was down here.

While I was walking back to the side walk, I saw a small square business card. I picked it up, curious to know whose it was.

THE UNDERGROUND

Buy or pay for a good time anytime

The Underground? That name was familiar, but where the hell did I hear it from. Wait, the auction. That was the name of the underground auction where I bought Nessie. Why the hell would this be here in the middle of nowhere?

RPOV

All I could see was darkness. My entire body was numb and all I could feel was the intense pain coursing through my head. Damn this hurt like hell. What the hell happened? Fuck, it was hard to think. This hurts like a mother.

"Is she awake yeah?" a rough voice said.

"I don't know," another voice mumbled.

"I can hear you, you know," I whispered in a weak voice. I tried to open my eyes, but when I did all I saw was a little light and two blurry figures standing over me.

"Well, well, last time we sold you asleep, but now that you're awake let's see how much more we can get for you," the rough voice mused. I blinked rapidly, trying to get my eyes to focus on the two figures standing in front of me. When I finally got my vision back I saw two men in dress suits, one purple, one black.

The one in a purple one was a black guy with long dreads, he was also holding a cane in his left hand and I was pretty sure he didn't use it for walking. There wasn't a doubt in my mind that this dude was definitely a pimp. I've seen a lot of pimps in my day, I know how they look, and this guy was definitely one of them. The other one in the black suit was a white guy with blonde hair that was in a ponytail on the nape of his neck. He didn't look as pimpin' as the other guy, he looked like he would be in the mafia though.

"Who the fuck are you?" I demanded in a tired voice.

"I'm Laurent, baby, and this is James over here," he said pointing to the guy in the ponytail next to him.

"Were you the fuckers that kidnapped me three days ago and hit me over the head with a goddamn crowbar," I tried to yell but it came out more like a squeak.

"Us? Nah," Laurent said waving his hand, "We wouldn't do that. Girl, we be better than that,"

"So you used some one else to do it then?"

"Yes," James spoke for the first time ever.

"Okay, seriously why the hell am I here and where the fuck am I?"

"You were our highest payed slave we had. We took you from the guy who bought you because if we sell you as a prostitute instead of a slave we could get millions. Your at one of the auction rooms were we keep the girls," James said.

"So you're just using me to get your asses money?" I demanded.

"That's what we do best," he said with a grin.

"What makes you think I'll even be your bitch? I could try to get out of this you know,"

They both laughed. I then heard something click and felt something cold touch my temple.

"I think you'll do as we say, little girl. Other wise we goin' to have to pop a cap in your ass," Laurent said still laughing.

I gulped loudly, but didn't move from the my place on the floor or try to turn around to see what one holding the gun looked like.

"Our auction will start at about eleven tonight, at about that time the drugs should were off and you'll have the feeling back in your body to walk," James said.

So that's why my body was numb and I couldn't get up off the floor. They must of drugged me after they knocked me out.

After that, Laurent and James walked out of the room and left me numb.

This is great. I'm going to have to live as a prostitute or have a hole in my head and die. Hell, I spent most of my time on the street trying not to be either of the two but now I had to face one or the other and I can't try to escape out of it.

But that wasn't even the worst. There was still Jacob. Even though he screwed me over and practically cheated on me, sort of, I was still thinking what he could be doing right now. He looked pretty hurt when I ran away, but I was probably more hurt than that jackass. I still didn't want anything to do with him, but he was the only one I had left. The only one I could probably hope will save me from this place.