Growling at her was just the thing to send her giggling, grabbing her cell and keys. Standing up caging her in, she smelled of wild flowers and hot caramel coffee. Without fussing she allowed them to kiss her showing skin, gripping the top of the jeans Van sucked on her tattoo. While his brother trailed his fingers down her bare arms, kissing her neckline.

    "Careful boys, you'll miss your match" She purrs, sending a heat wave of shivers over them. Stepping from her they really need to get dressed, but with her looking like a sex doll its making something very hard.

    "As much as I love looking at you two, go get dressed" She points to her bedroom, fixing her hair. Walking into her room, dressing faster then they thought was possible, coming back out to her.
    "Ready?" Twirling the keys over her middle finger. Grabbing the coffee's she leads them down the stairs, clicking the unlock button to the large black newer Land rover.
    "Who's is that?" Owen frowns. He thought she would of drove her green car, or at least theirs.
    "Mine" She growls, making it sound sexy biting her lip. Van smirks watching as she glides her fingers over the glossy black paint. Opening her door she glides into the deep tan seats, pushing the key twisting it till the engine gives her sound.

    "Good morning my beauty" She taps the computer, as the car practically answers her back. Buckles clip as she checks her rearview looking at Van, Owen never did like the back seat.
    "Feel free to take a nap, it's a long drive." Huffing, they wouldn't be taking a nap. Chuckling at what they were guessing was their stubbornness, she puts the car into drive. Hitting the highway her driving is just as good, as she shifts the car pulling out. Tapping the radio her fingers seem to know all the good stations, as she taps her fingers over the steering wheel.

Two hours later, one stop for gas and a few snacks and their halfway their. Fight clubs have to be in certain districts due to laws, and other nonsense the twins didn't understand. Humming along to the radio, she suddenly turned the volume down.
    "So" She starts, taking a sip of a sprite. Giving Riae their full attention, she clicks her blinker on changing lanes before starting again.

    "When we get there, I need you guys to stay cool. No getting crazy on me, it will only bring drama for us in the end" She seemed to be looking more at Owen then Van. Grumbling he didn't appreciate that very much, while Van was more interested in what she was talking about.
    "Explain" Popping another piece of spicy beef jerky in his mouth.
    "I've been around, so...." Owen growled. Just what was she saying she'd been around.
    "Not like that" She growled back, putting him to shame.
    "I mean, my father is really big at this club, so tones of people know me." She turned red before adding a little bit more, with a softer voice.
    "That and I did a show case a few times as well" Owen nearly spit his coke out, as he turned to look at Van.
    "Show case?"

    "Yea I ummm. Posed" Giving off a nervous laugh.
    "Posed how?" Grinning his teeth, Owen watched her.
    "There's a few photos in the glove box, take a look for yourself" Nodding to the box in front of him. Without any hesitation he opened it, pulling out a few 8x10 photos. Pictures of her in swim suits, pin up outfits and one with her startling a Harley.

They hadn't decided if they really liked the idea of other men looking at her like this, she was after all theirs now. But the pictures were stunning, she gave them an added feature. Showing off her art and legs, while still keeping it somewhat clean. Van took them looking more closely, before handing them back to Owen.

    "There not distasteful" Reassuring her.
    "No those ones wouldn't be"  You could smell him ready to explode, as he glared at her.
    "Where?" Was all Owen said, as he kept his hands off the photos. Sighing she leaned her arm against the door, supporting her head.
    "I'll show you when we get to the hotel" Turning the radio back on. This didn't sit well with him, but it wasn't like he had a choice. At least she was willing to show him, that was better then nothing right.

Parking at the large white dome shaped fight club, she grabbed four bags making Owen more annoyed. Taking them from her, he left her with nothing.
    "I can carry something" She huffed placing her hands on her hips.
    "No" Walking away, Van chuckled she wasn't going to win against him. Throwing her hands into the air, she stalked after him. Pulling out her Id card flashing it the door guy, taking the lead she smiled at a few people before a large black man did a double take.
    "Ray ray?" He yelled, making her stop.

    "Its Riae Phillip." Sassing him, he deep chuckled picking her up spinning her around.
    "Aww my little Ray ray. How you been baby doll?" Putting her back down.
    "Good, miss me?" Placing her hand on his shoulder.
    "Ohh you know it, you here for a fight?"
    "Yup, got four tonight"
    "These them?" He asked turning to look at the twins.
    "Yes, this is Owen and his twin brother Van. Guys this is Phillip he's a family friend" As the guys shook hands, Phillip eyed them, before looking back at her.
    "Who's the other two?"

    "Jerry and Thomas" She said.
    "Aww. Well you got your room squared away?" Owen didn't like his question, was he thinking he was getting in with her.
    "Yea. All taken care of" winking at him.
    "Always were on top weren't you" Flashing her a devilish smile. Snickering it off, she nodded. Family friend or not he better not cross the line.
    "Well love I gotta check my guys in, I'll see you later" Waving as she lead the twins down the hall. Many more people shook her hand, telling her how they thought her dad was great. Asking when she would fight again, men whistled at her as she swayed her hips. Keeping himself in check was really pulling on his stress level, at least back home no one would dare be doing the things they were here.

    Van kept a close eye on Owen as he seemed to be taking this a little harder, she wasn't doing anything wrong just keeping things light. It was all a dog and pony show, and she was riding the wave just to get through.
    "Okay I'm going to check you two in, wait here" Walking away, opening a large white door with a huge window. Flashing the man at the desk a smile, she laughed as he looked over sheets. They talked for a few minutes, before he handed her a sheet. Looking over it she seemed confused, which caused the twins blood pressure to rise. Running her hand through her hair, she shook her head and pointed to something on the sheet.

He shook his head, shrugging and she nodded before sighing something and walking back out. Holding the paper up reading it more, as she neared them still not looking pleased.
    "Lets go to the hotel" Folding the paper into her back pocket. Instead of making a scene they nodded, following her to the other side of the done. The top half was the hotel area, along with a kitchen and meeting room. The lower level was where the matches where held, for folks to watch. A few food stands were placed around the back corners, nothing fancy just something to snack on or drink.

Riae smiled as she neared the hotel desk, the two women ready to help her.
    "Hi how can we help you?" A overly cheerful blonde asked.
    "Yes, I have reservation, last name butler."
    "Alright" A lot of clicking as the woman looked up.
    "Riae?" She asked, looking up.
    "Yes" Hanging back they looked around, it'd been a while since they'd been to this fight club.
    "I'm sorry Miss Riae but your double isn't available." Riae sighed.
    "Let me guess computer mix up?"
    "Yes Ma'am I am very sorry. I can comp you a bigger room" Looking over their shoulders, they would of thought she'd have a fit but instead she smiled.
    "Please" The woman nodded clicking a little more. Handing Riae a pair of gold cards, and something to sign.

    "Come on" She called, walking away. Hurrying after her, she stepped into an elevator. Alone they looked at one another, had she really just upped the room without any thought as to her father finding out. Dinging open she stepped out, her heels clicking across the marble floor. Stopping at a chestnut door, sliding the card in before pushing the handle open. Inside the room was huge, ten times bigger then any of the other rooms they staid in during a fight.

    "Welcome to your home for the next two days" Tossing the card on the table, as they dropped the bags. The view wasn't breath taking like a ocean view, but you got a good look at the overview of the city. It was probably better looking at night, with all the lights on display.
    "Okay so we get full us of the mini bar, at no charge" Smirking.
    "And we have room service, so if you get hungry order whatever you want. Ummm Kitchen if you want to cook, and a large hot tub if you get hurt during a fight. Any questions?" Looking around the room, as if this was nothing to her.
    "One" Owen hummed"

    "Yes?" Turning around to see them.
    "Why'd you agree to this?" Van asked.
    "What the bigger room?"
    "Yes" Owen finishes. Taking a seat on the white couch, her arms spread over the top.
    "Because if their willing to fuck something as easy as a reservation up, then we might as well reap the rewards."
    "But your father?" Van asked, cocking his head to the side.
    "Yea. Well I'm sick of caring about what they think." Waving her hand at them.

    "So your not worried?" Taking a seat next to her.
    "No, if they find out then so be it. There isn't any reason why I should have to pussy foot around it." She paused pushing off the couch, leaning against the wall of glass over looking the city.
    "I like to two, so if that isn't good enough screw em" Shrugging her shoulder. Van turned to Owen who smirked, he'd just heard enough. She was showing them that she had feelings, which was more then enough. They didn't blame her for not saying the word, god knows it might be to soon. Or maybe it wasn't something she just tossed around like some women, either way like was the perfect word to start with. Wrapping their arms around her, she smiled leaning into Owen giving Van a kiss.

    "Well I have to go play meet and greet. You two are more then welcome to chill out, order food or sleep. Your not up till around, ten."
    "Where are you going?" Tightening his hold on her, Van was starting to worry as much as Owen was. They knew about places like this, men would be clawing at her in a matter of minutes.
    "Downstairs, I need to show my face around. Its part of being a Butler."
    "Were going with you" Owen left no wiggle room, he wasn't going to leave her with a pack of sex hungry fighters.

    "Are you sure?" Tilting her head over a shoulder to get a better look at him. Shooting her a glare, she kissed his cheek making it vanish.
    "Alright tough guy, I get it"

Grabbing a card, slipping it into her back pocket they followed her. Laughing as they grabbed her ass, they stopped when they saw the two people who pissed them off more then anyone else. Riae looked at them, before turning her eyes on the men. Stepping in front of her, the twins guarded her. Making sure to keep one hand on her side at all times, as the men neared closer.

    "Well if it isn't the Cunning brothers." Lanner Purred, in his twisted voice.
    "Aww I see you brought a kitten with you, to a dog fight. How cute" Lander reamed. 

The two twins had proven to be playboys as well, but not in the gentlemen way. They would destroy a woman, just to get a sick pleasure out of her. The last things the Cunnings wanted was Riae, anywhere near these two bastards. Lanner & Lander Sterling had good fighting skills, but that was as far as they went in the ring. Riae pushed herself in-between the twins, causing Owen to become more guarded.

    "Lander and Lanner Sterling I presume" Riae asked crossing her arms, taking a step away from the twins. Dying to pull her back, the twins staid still. Provoking the Sterling's wouldn't be wise, they'd take pulling or stepping to her as a challenge. Which was something they also had in common, that in a thing for sharing woman. But the Cunnings drew the line there, getting mixed up with these two was worse then wrestling a untapped gator.

    "Well aren't you cute" Lanners hummed leaning down to her.
    "And your not" she bit back, causing him to scowl at her.
    "She's got some bite in her, wonder how'd she like to be our pet" Lander smirked looking at Owen. In all comparison Lander was more like Owen, taking charge and being completely at ease releasing his temper. Except Lander was known to just snap at any little thing, like if you put butter instead of jam on is toast.
    While his brother Lanner was about the same with Van, keeping his cool but still being able to strike you down.

    "Keep dreaming" She huffed, keeping an eye on him but acting like he wasn't a threat to her well being. If there was ever a time for her not to bite back, now would definitely be it.
    "Watch your mouth kitten, I'll tare you apart" Her growled lowering his head to her. Unlike most woman when threatened, Riae took a step to him catching him off guard.
    "Just....you....try...it." Hissing at him like a rattlesnake. Her hands gripped her arms, controlling her urge to smack him. Owen swore he stopped breathing as he watched, Lander raise up laughing.