“I don’t know which Jane you’re talking about, but the people who worked at that mansion left before the bombs destroyed the building. I’ll have my men find the girl you’re talking about. I owe her more than a thank you.”
“They hurt her before they made her a servant.”
Joshua stroked my cheek gently, his thumb tracing the cut that damned man had made.
“They tortured you, too.”
“Alana whipped me in front of all her guests after I refused to give one of her guests a blowjob. I bit him.”
“That’s my girl,” Joshua smiled proudly.
Finally, we had something to laugh about after all the bitterness in our lives.
“I thought you were dead when Alana’s men beat you and shot you.”
“I thought so too. The bulletproof vest protected me from serious injury.”
“Grandpa and Rose…”
“Shhh… It’s okay.
