Richard gave Elle to Eric and lead them into a room with a young man sat in a chair. The room was busy People flourished around them. Elle and Eric shared identical looks of soullessness as they followed Richard and the young man to his contact. They came into a black marble room lined with gold wires fashioned to look like leaves and branches. In the middle there was a futon with a boy about Noah's age with black hair in a suit, surrounded by girls in bikinis massaging him. Elle started feeling awkward. This boy was looking at her intensely.

"So Richie, have you brought me a present?" He asked looking at Elle as he licked his lips.

"No, he has not!" Elle said coldly. The boy grinned.

"Are you quite sure you know what you're here for darling?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Where do you think all these girls came from?" Elle have him a look like she was thinking about it.

"Pimp lane?" She asked with a heavy coat of sarcasm. The boy let out a laugh. One of the girls looked up with hurt in her eyes. Elle gave her a sympathetic look. Elle knew what it was like to be used as a sex toy. The boy stood and walked over to her.

"My name is Drake, and you're the famous Elle I presume?"

"How do you know my name?"

"Let's say I've met your brother."

"My brother?"

"Noah?

"Right yeah forgot he was here. When did my name come up when you were talking to my brother?" Elle asked warily. Drake looked at Richard. Richard shook his head.

"Oh don't look at the man who has you on a leash tell me!" Elle snapped.

"Elle-" Richard began. Elle turned to Richard.

"Tell me Richard." Elle said through gritted teeth. Elle didn't know why but she was angrier than she'd ever been at the mention of Noah's name nowadays. And these men were really pressing her buttons, especially with every contact and mobster they met with having tortured Noah.

"I may have threatened to rape you when I saw the picture he carried of you in his wallet." Drake admitted. Elle whirled around to face him.

"You what?" She hissed. He nodded in response. Elle had grown tired of narcissistic men threatening her with sexual torment, so she lunged at him. She started punching and hitting as he fell to the floor.

"Elle!" Richard yelled. Eric rolled his eyes and bent down to try to pry Elle off of her would be rapist. Elle thrashed and kicked as Eric and a few of Richards men pulled her off.

"I'm fine!" She shouted as she shoved them off.

Richard nodded to Eric.

"Why don't you take Elle outside for a while boy?" Eric nodded and escorted a very infuriated Elle out of the room.

"Now Drake I know she's a live wire but we both know she's not a blood relative of Noah. And we also know Noah wouldn't use her for a therapy session." Drake nodded.

"I'll take her." He said.

Eric had lead Elle outside the casino and was watching her pace while he sat on a bench. Eric was beginning to annoy Elle, like a lot.

"Eric can you not watch me like you're some cougar watching a teenage boy!" Elle yelled. He rolled his eyes. Elle never heard him say more than and 'yes sir' or a 'no sir' to Richard.

"Do you ever speak?" She accused as she sat down with him. He laughed.

"Yes I can speak." He rolled his eyes.

"Did you and Noah ever talk?" She asked her voice wavering a little.

"Yes."

"What about?"

"You, mostly."

"Don't tell me you threatened to rape me too." Elle sneered. He chuckled.

"No." Elle made a harrumph noise.

"You're very vague you know that." She sighed.

"Forgive me, it's how I've been trained since birth." Elle jumped at this.

"What?"

"Yes Richard's a family friend, he kidnapped me when I was a baby and killed my parents." Elle grimaced.

"That's awful." She whispered. "He's awful."

"How is Noah?" Eric asked.

"I don't know last time we saw him he was in an induced coma." Eric sighed.

"Why do you care?" She asked. "Didn't you torture him too?" She heard Eric sigh.

"C'mon let's get the car."

"Why?"

"Richard will be out soon with Drake, and you'll be expected to go be one of Drake's sex toys. So in a way I'm saving your life." He stood up and called the valet to get the car.

Lee got out of the hospital room shower freezing cold. There was no hot water and barley a towel to dry him off. He wrapped it around his waste and it only went to his knees. He quickly dressed himself and went out to check on Noah. As per usual Noah was asleep. He settled himself in the big chair and piled out his phone. His hair still had droplets falling off of it onto his phone. Rachel had texted him. Shit.

Rachel: Hey Lee I know we just broke up but I wanted to check on Noah and you and maybe bring you some food that isn't disgusting see you in twenty or so minutes.

He wasn't ready for this. Deep down he knew he loved Rachel and he knew he needed her, but right now he refused to let himself love her. When it came down to it the reason he broke up with her was because he was scared. He'd seen Elle naked and bruised and beaten and he'd seen Noah bleeding out as EMTs tried to stop it. He couldn't see Rachel end up that way so he blamed their break up on the fact that she wanted to wait to have sex. Since then, many young hospital interns had been a victim of Lee's womanizer career. He was turning into his older brother before he saw Elle as datable. He looked at the time. She's going to be here soon! He'd taken off his t-shirt to change into something nicer when he heard a knock at the door. He sighed. He walked over and opened the door.

"Hi Lee, can I come in?" Rachel smiled sympathetically. For a moment Lee couldn't breathe. Eventually he nodded.

"Come in." He exhaled. She smiled as he let her pass. She still took his breathe away. It he couldn't love her. He'd been with so many others now that he felt unclean in her presence.

"So Lee, how have you been?"

There was a knock at the door. Elle scrambled under the bed. His mom entered.

Do me a favor, be sweet to Elle.

Be sweet to Elle.

She kind of has a crush on you.

Crush on you.

Elle!

The room was white, there was Lee and Rachel. They were shell shocked.

"Noah!"