Chloe was dressed in the tightest little red dress they could find. She had red lipstick on her lips, red nail polish on her nails. Chloe fumbled with her fingers as she waited for Andrew to call her. She glanced at Alexa; sleeping peacefully on the bed. Chloe smiled and leaned forwards to kiss her daughter's forehead.

She kept thinking about Maxim's words. Rose... He called her Rose. What did he mean? He had a weird look in his eyes when he said those words to her. He looked like he either wanted to murder her or rape her.

The door opened and Chloe's head whiplashed in the direction. A huge bodyguard stepped in. "Come with me" he ordered. Behind him, Roxy came in and smiled at Chloe.

"Don't worry about Alexa, I'll take care of her"

Chloe nodded. "Thanks"

She heaved a long, deep sigh and followed the guard. The nine inches heels were incredibly uncomfortable to wear. But Roxy has helped her a lot on how to do everything around here.

Before Alexa's birth, Roxy taught her how to work the pole, the high heels, and many other things she didn't know even existed.

The guard stopped and Chloe almost slammed into his back. She concealed her fears under a show of bravery. She looked up to see Andrew's office and her confidence dropped to zero.

The guard knocked on the door and a few minutes later, Maxim opened the door.

"I'll take it from here" his voice stern.

The guard stepped aside and Chloe walked into his office. Maxim closed the door behind her with a loud thud; Chloe flinched. The clicking sound of the lock fell on her ears and she swallowed uneasily.

She felt a hand on her lower back. Maxim slowly pushed her in the direction of Andrew's desk. She hastily obliged and walked in front of his desk.

She didn't dare to look up as she remembered what happened the last time she was here. Marie's bloodied face flashed before her eyes.

She could feel Maxim's body heat behind her as he was standing way too close to her. His warm breath tickled her neck and bare petite shoulders but not in a good way, it was in a way that sent shivers down her spine. The room was utterly silent. She could feel eyes on her, assessing her from head to toe.

Andrew's chair slid back and he stood up. With slow and smooth steps, he walked around his desk and stood before Chloe.

"Are you sure it's the same girl we picked up from the street looking like a sick, almost dead cat, who wouldn't make it through the winter?" Andrew asked, his voice had an amused tone to it and that made Maxim chuckle.

It was getting difficult for Chloe to breathe as she stood between two muscular tall men.

"Let's have a look," Andrew said

Hearing his words, Chloe involuntarily stepped back only to collide with Maxim. Maxim immediately held her waist in a death grip and pulled her ass into him. He leaned closer to her ear and whispered. "Stay still and stay quiet"

From the day she has been here Maxim hadn't touched her like that but now with Andrew, he looked like a completely different person. She silently obliged and waited for their next move.

She was afraid... Afraid if she did something they didn't like, she'll face the same fate as Marie. Then who will take care of her daughter?

Maxim dragged his hands to her front and pulled back her hair from over her breasts. She was still in that tight dress but suddenly she felt exposed before Andrew's hard stare. Her breast had gotten heavier after giving birth, her hips widened a little, giving her body a perfect hourglass shape.

Andrew shamelessly cupped one of her breasts, giving it a harsh squeeze. She jerked back from his touch and pulled herself out of Maxim's grip.

"What are you doing?" She asked, fear prominent on her face. Andrew in return just raised an eyebrow. "You said, no one will touch me! You said I won't have to sleep with anyone. You gave me your word!" She took a deep breath to control her erratic heartbeat.

"And you also said that you are a man of your word"

Maxim laughed. "What did I tell you?" He asked sarcastically. "This one got quite a tongue on her"

Andrew smirked, his eyes held an evil glint in them that made Chloe shiver. "Yeah... I might have left out some details on purpose. You see, Rose, what I meant to say was; no one will touch you while you're pregnant. No one will sleep with you while you're pregnant" he chuckled nastily. "But you're not pregnant anymore"

Chloe burned with anger. "That's bullshit!"

The amusement on Andrew's face got replaced with a glare. "Maxim" he just said his name, and Maxim understood everything.

Unexpectedly, Maxim held one of Chloe's arms and twisted it behind her back. With his other hand, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and harshly pulled her hair back, painfully outstretching her neck. Chloe screamed loudly from the sudden pain.

Andrew stepped closer to her. With Maxim glued to her back and Andrew glued to her front, she was sandwiched between both of them. She was incredibly frightened by both of them.

"No one has the balls to talk to me like that! I could kill you right here! Right now! But I'm gonna give you a chance because I like you" he whispered on her lips.

As Andrew said that, Maxim let her go, hauling her towards Andrew.

"Bitch" Maxim mumbled under his breath.

Chloe stepped back and looked between the two men. She didn't know what they wanted from her. She didn't know why she was here. Roxy said she'll be a stripper or something but she never told her anything about what goes on in Andrew's office.

"Rose, here's what's gonna happen. If you question me or if you failed to do anything I told you to... I'll kill your infant right in front of you"

Chloe's eyes widened and she shook her head. "No, please"

"Or I'll kill you and then I'll keep your daughter here till she turns fourteen or fifteen, just so I could turn her into the biggest whore of this club"

"No..." Chloe couldn't hold in her tears anymore.

"You don't want that for your spawn, do you?"

"No..." She answered in an unstable voice.

"Now, you'll shut up and do exactly as I tell you to, right?" He asked and Chloe nodded. "Words, Chloe!"

"Yes..." She answered

Andrew smiled. "Now it wasn't that hard, was it?"

Andrew leaned his rear against his desk and pulled Chloe closer to him. He turned her so that her back was facing his front.

He shamelessly started to knead her ass. Chloe fisted her hands by her sides as she let him do whatever he was doing.

"You know you already cost a lot of money after you created that scene with Mr. Diaz." Saying that he landed a brutal slap on her ass cheeks. His hand was big enough to cover both of them.

"That's some nice ass" he commented and turned Chloe again, so, she was facing him. He traced all of Chloe's curves slowly, taking his sweet time to feel her up.

He stood up straight and gripped the nape of her neck. He bent her over his desk. Chloe's face landed on the cold wooden surface.

Once she was bent over, she couldn't see anything behind her. She felt Andrew raising her dress, exposing her round plump ass.

"Fuck!" he muttered under his breath. "Check it out" he impelled Maxim.

Maxim stepped forwards and squeezed Chloe's ass before he spanked her multiple times. He slid down the flimsy thong and ripped it in half. He placed a hand between her thighs and slapped her inner thigh. "Part your legs" he ordered

Hot tears fell from her eyes and landed on the wooden surface as she parted her legs, exposing her core. She felt humiliated and ashamed and all she could think about was Alexa.

She could hear them talking about her among themselves. They were talking about how young and perfect she was for this job.

"She just turned eighteen" she heard Maxim say.

She felt a hand softly touching her core and she jumped; it was Andrew. He placed his other hand on her back and forced her down into the desk. "Stay down" he whispered and kept touching her. "So fucking perfect" he whispered to himself.

And then he stopped. "Get up" he ordered and it didn't take Chloe a second to get off that desk. They saw her tear-stricken face as she hurriedly wiped them. She tugged her dress down, covering her ass.

"This is nothing compared to what these girls go through every day! You wanna survive here then stop fucking crying every two seconds and get used to it! You fucking came here willingly. You chose to leave with us!" Maxim almost shouted

"Maxim, calm down, you're scaring the girl," Andrew said to him calmly. He grabbed her upper arm and walked around his desk, taking her along.

Andrew sat down in his seat and made Chloe sit on his lap. Chloe could feel him, she could feel his hardened member poking her ass. He was turned on and it only made Chloe more anxious.

Andrew caressed her bare thighs with his tattooed covered hands. He took a file from his desk and handed it over to Chloe. She took it from him with trembling hands.

"Open it" he ordered.

She opened it and found an ID, a new social security number, a birth certificate, and other legal documents. She frowned when she saw her picture on the ID with a different name.

"This is you now" he spoke. "Rosalie Miller" his hands continuously kneading her soft skin. "You're Rose, my Rose," he told her.

Chloe just looked between the documents and Andrew.

"It's clever, right?" He asked clearly amused. "Since you look like a red rose. A beautiful, young rose." His hand again went to her breasts but this time he touched a little gently than before. He turned towards Maxim and said. "Maxim, you can leave us alone now" Maxim nodded and walked straight out of his office.

Andrew pushed a button from his desk and the next thing she heard was the clicking of the locks. Terror sucked the very breath from her mouth. Pulse beating in her ears, blocking out all other sounds.

He took her hand in his hand placed it over his shaft. He brushed her hand over it from over his clothes. "Get on your knees in front of me" he whispered.

If you question me or if you failed to do anything I told you to... I'll kill your infant right in front of you.

Or I'll kill you and then I'll keep your daughter here till she turns fourteen or fifteen, just so I could turn her into the biggest whore of this club.

She remembered his words and swallowed as her own spit choked her. She cursed herself for accepting his help. She cursed herself for coming to this wretched place.

Andrew caressed her hair softly. "Do you know what I want you to do?" He asked

Although she knew what he wanted, she shook her head in negative.

"Open your mouth" Andrew ordered and she did. He put two of his fingers into her mouth. "Suck them" he ordered and she did. "Now undo my belt" she nervously fumbled with his belt and unbuttoned his pants. He took his fingers out of her mouth and pulled his hardened shaft out of his boxers. "Now I'm gonna teach you what this mouth was made to do" saying that, he roughly grabbed a fistful of her hair and an inaudible cry left her mouth. Her eyes welled up with tears.

And without a warning, he brutally shoved his length into her mouth.