A/N - This chapter is not really for the feint-hearted, strong sexual themes and they're not very nice. We're rated M for a reason, people! That said, enjoy the torture... Just like Tig will... X

The hour went way too fast for Tig's liking. He spent the time cuddled close to Nina, stroking her skin and her hair to try and calm her. Her breathing was erratic and confused, whatever she had been given was sending her body a huge array of mixed signals.

Tig traced his finger over the scar on her back, on show for all to see in the tiny scraps of clothing she was wearing. That was his fault, he looked at it with a sadness that filled him with guilt. He did that to her. He branded her with the club, without even meaning to.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. She rolled onto her back and gazed up at him, her eyes full of hope.

"Never be sorry, learn and move on," she murmured. Her perfect lips were swollen and bruised, clearly her other clientele hadn't been quite as gentlemanly with her. Tig shivered at the thought, Chibs would be distraught to know what she had been put through.

"I'm going to get you out of here," Tig promised, kissing her mouth softly. "I swear, I'll keep you safe."

He glanced up as Piggy gave him a warning knock and swung the door open with a sickening grin. Nina sat up instantly and jumped to her feet, keeping her head low and avoiding Piggy's eye as he gave her a rough clout and pushed her back towards the hall.

"Hey, uh, can I keep her?" Tig moved to reach for her hand. "Another couple of hours, I'll pay whatever you want."

Piggy's eyes lit up, there was nothing he liked as much as money. He looked at Nina for a second before watching with curiosity as Tig peeled off some hundred dollar bills and passed them over quickly. When Piggy accepted them, he pulled Nina back towards him.

"I gotta check, man," Piggy said. Tig pulled Nina onto his lap, settling her on his knee just to keep her tight to him. He wasn't letting her out of his sight now, he didn't dare. "Her man's in tonight, he'll want her."

"Danny's here?"

Tig hadn't expected her to speak. Her fingers dug into his shoulder, nervous, he could see the idea upset her instantly. She started to toy with the edge of his shirt obsessively, fearful, she didn't want to let go of him.

"Should be here in a bit," Piggy murmured. "You know how he likes you warmed up, Nina, you should ease that jaw up some more."

Tig swallowed, did he sound like such a prick when he spoke to women like that too? The idea made him nauseous. "I'll pay for her all night, she's the only one I want."

Piggy grinned and leaned against the door, crossing his arms. "Are you the one that likes her?" Tig frowned.

"Of course I like her, that's why I'm offering to pay."

Piggy snorted. "Your buddy Jax said you were into her. Didn't realise she was worth so much," he added, watching Tig counting out more money. Tig paused and looked up.

"Jax?"

"Helped me... obtain her," Piggy grinned. "Never seen a guy knock a bitch out like that, but she healed quick enough," he added, gripping Nina's face tightly in his hand and tilting her head to look at the bruising around her eye. "Either that or I just can't see it any more."

Tig could feel the fire beginning to burn in his stomach. "Jax put you in here?" he whispered, leaning into her ear. The enormity of his words just wouldn't settle on his head. "Jesus Christ."

"You can keep her, until Danny gets here," Piggy offered. Tig nodded eagerly. "I'll come grab her, he'll want his favourite, Nina, hope you're hungry."

He chuckled as he walked out and Nina sank to her knees on the floor, dejected. Tig felt his heart aching for her as he slipped down to sit beside her on the rug.

"This ain't right," he muttered, encouraging her to lie against him. She was so out of it, she leaned into his shoulder and burst into tears. "Let me get the guys here."

He pulled out his phone, he had no signal in this hellhole. Torn, he knew he needed backup but at the same time didn't dare leave her alone in this place. One second without him and she could disappear, he knew how it worked. One bad move in a place like this and you were just another dead hooker.

"Do you get time off?" he asked. "End of shift?"

"I work until they're done," she admitted, feeling ashamed as she said it. "If Danny's here..." She didn't want to finish the sentence, and Tig was grateful, he wasn't sure he wanted to hear the end of it.

"That your ex?" She didn't answer. "He the one you owe money to?"

"I'll clear the debt, I swear," she suddenly said, her eyes desperate and pleading. "It was a mistake, I couldn't have predicted that. It was the closest flush beat I've ever seen in all my years of playing cards."

She was panicking, her whole body started to shake and Tig wrapped his arms around her to hold her still. It wasn't enough, he kissed her temple softly, trying to help her relax again.

"How much do you owe?" He wrinkled his nose, however much she might have 'worked off' would be overcome by interest, he knew how these set ups worked. She'd be used until she was weak and finished off with an 'accidental' overdose. She was about to answer when Piggy pulled the door again and beckoned to her.

"He's here."

She dragged her feet as she stood up but forced an uncomfortable smile. Piggy grinned at Tig, his eyes wild and bulging with excitement.

"Hey." Tig shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot. "Can I watch? I'll pay whatever he wants, I'm only in town tonight and this one's, you know, kinda my thing."

Piggy giggled. "Fuck, man, you are into her."

"I'll have her back afterward too," Tig insisted. "As long as she's running tonight, I'll take her." He flicked the roll of cash at Piggy who beamed brightly.

"I can make it work." He disappeared for a moment before returning. "Come with me."

Tig put an arm around Nina as they followed Piggy through the club to an upstairs room. It was nicer up here, a separation from the business downstairs, this place was for hosting. Tig looked around as they walked in, he was stopped by a guard who patted him down and removed his revolver.

He watched as Nina trotted obediently over to the couch where a smart, good-looking man about her age sat. He was drinking a glass of scotch, dressed in an expensive suit and he smiled as he saw her.

"My little Nina," he murmured, drawing her lips to his for a long, exaggerated kiss. Tig watched as he dragged his teeth into her lower lip, pulling at her hungrily. "Have you been making friends?"

He looked now at Tig and Piggy as he shifted excitedly. Tig stepped forward, not quite sure of protocol. Danny offered him his hand to shake.

"You're into her, huh?" He laughed as he gave Nina's ass a hard slap. "She's pretty easy to... get into. You from out of town? Not seen you around here before."

Tig gulped and nodded. "Just doing some scouting for a business venture," he replied. "Investment kind of thing."

"Here? Or her?"

Danny smiled darkly as he returned to his seat. He pinched Nina's skin hard and she yelped but climbed onto his lap tamely.

"Here," Tig said, trying to keep his head. He would kill this guy, he was determined too. "She's a... bonus."

"Yes she is," Danny smirked. "Funny how things can work out." He motioned to an armchair. "Take a seat, Piggy'll get you a drink. I'm not usually a performer but I appreciate your generous tip."

He flashed the roll of cash in his hand and Tig nodded. "Do your thing man, I've just got eyes on her."

Danny laughed, looking at the way Tig stared at her. "I can tell." He started to unclip Nina's bra, it fell away and the reaper on her back grinned wickedly at Tig, taunting him, daring him to watch another man fuck her. "I'll get her nice and slippery for you, then you can have her back for the rest of the night."

Piggy pushed a beer into Tig's hand and Danny waved for him to leave. The security guard didn't flinch, simply standing in front of the door with his eyes fixed on Danny as Nina started to kiss his neck as he expected. Tig watched, staring, unable to break his gaze as she unbuttoned his shirt slowly and slipped his clothing off his shoulders.

"Good girl," Danny grinned, tugging at her hair hard as he dragged her mouth to his. "Put on a good show for your new friend."