Alone

Gage's POV:  "No need to worry Gage, the boys got her and she's waiting in the basement," Alex tells me over the phone. I sigh in relief, happy knowing one thing is going right in my life.  Right now I'm sitting in the waiting room of the hospital with my mom. Dad is at home with Jenna, my younger sister. She freaks out at hospitals, so it's best she stays home. My mom holding my hand tightly and I know she is freaking out.  "I'm here momma," I tell her, tucking my phone in my pocket.  "I just want him to be okay " Mom whispers and wipes her cheeks.  "He's a Cutler," I smile at mom. "He is strong, he's a fighter."  "It's just been a tiring few weeks," mom says with a small yawn.  "Rest, I'll wake you when the doctor comes," I tell her. She lazily nods before she closes her eyes.  A few hours passed and Alex is keeping me updated on everything happening back at the

Gage's POV: Bad news always follows good news in this family. My brother gets a heart transplant, which will surely improve his health, but I go to the base to discover that my men grabbed the wrong fucking girl! They had pictures and literally every piece of information they could ever need to know about her. Yet they grab a different girl. I don't care how alike they look, my men should be better than this.  I storm towards my office, ignoring the looks my men are giving me as I exit the basement. The women who work for me have always been smarter. They know that if they look at me and I make eye contact with them, it will most likely not end well. My men on the other hand, they've always been too curious for their own good.  I pass through the living room and stop. "Henry, Drake, move the girl to cell three. She'll be staying there for now." They instantly nod and hurry downstairs. I make my way to the maids quarters. It's a

Sitting alone in the dingy room has gave me a lot of time to think. I've accepted that my life is most likely over at this point in regards to my freedom. Even if I do survive, I have a feeling that they'll sell me or something like that. No one comes to see me, which I'm grateful for to an extent. I don't have to be manhandled by two guys who take me to another room so I can get screamed at. But at the same time Jill has been nothing but kind to me, which is weird considering my circumstances. She makes me feel a little safer when she's around, but that feeling disappears if she leaves. It makes me feel so vulnerable.  Being alone also means being stuck with my dark thoughts. What if my family is here? What will they do after not seeing me for five years? They may not have been here physically but they've disrupted my sleep almost every night I've been away from them. I don't think I could handle seeing them again. I'd rather die than be tortured for not doing the smal

Ashlynn's POV:  "This is where the maids stay. We each have our own little room with a community area. Mr. Cutler always makes sure that we are well taken care of," Tori says as she shows me around where I'll be living until I die.  "Umm, who's Mr. Cutler?" I ask. Right now I only know Jill and Tori's names. No one else's names have come up, well besides Iris's. Still confused about that but I ignore my own thoughts.  "Mr. Cutler? He's the boss," she says as though it's obvious, "the man who orders everyone around. We only address him as sir and speak when he asks questions. He's a very private man and doesn't like to be disturbed." I just nod, glad to know this information. I only got a little glimpse at the torture he caused me, I don't want to see anymore of it.  She leads me to the bathroom so I can finally clean myself. It felt so nice to have the warm water running down my skin. I can feel all the grime comin

"Make sure Alex gets record of all the files," I tell Felicity as I pull on my pants. She nods as she fixes her make up. "I'll be back in a few weeks for another report. Call me if anything happens."  "Got it boss," she smiles at me. "See ya later sir."  I just nod my head at her before I leave the office and head back to the main room. Alex is still sitting at our table, engrossed in his phone.  He recently got engaged and hates coming to our brothels and what not. But his fiancé knows it for his job and she trusts him.  "When we get back to the house I'll need you to sort the files," I tell Alex as I sit down.  "Always so bossy Gage," Alex chuckles and I roll my eyes at him.  "Next time you say that I'll shoot you," I retort.  "More lies tonight. Keep 'Em coming!" He continues to mess with me.  "You're such a dick," I say and sit down. I glance up on the stage and Ashlynn is stil