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Camilla's POV

My head was pounding, I felt dizzy, and I had zero idea of where the hell I was. I'm angry and I'm really angry, that's the only thing I can be sure of that's for sure.

"Someone waking up boss." A man said to another. Within moments a big guy came in and he scared me. He had this frightening look, but I refused to show him that.

"Out." He said to the man leaving me with him and someone else. He looked quite younger compared to this guy. The boss was definitely old enough to have a family while the other one seemed to be not much older than me.

"Justin, you gotta learn to get harder. Have your own ladies to do whatever at your needs. I've brought in 6 girls, but I've kept this one away from the others." He said which confused me.

"Who the hell are you?" I said and he gave me look that made me regret opening my mouth.

He smirked and started walking towards me as he slammed a hand to the wall causing me to flinch.

He looked me in the eye and said,"This is why she's away from the others Justin, she was the most difficult and we're gonna have to do some work on her before she begs at your knees."

Justin smirked and walked up to me making the Boss stand back.

"You're all mine." He said grabbing my chin. I didn't like him touching me like some pet or so. Whatever he thought I was because I wasn't going to.

"I'm not anyone's pretty boy." I said immediately regretting it because I was pushed over and was now laying on the ground furious because I could fight or defend myself. I was tied up.

"See what I mean?" He said and grabbed Justin so that they could go do whatever they needed to. And I had to figure out how the hell I was going to get out of here.

Justin's POV

"Where'd you get these girls and specifically the one we just saw?" I asked my boss.

"All these girls were just rounded up on the street, in places little girls shouldn't be. All different ages. They all look so fragile but I guess we picked up a feisty one. Her name is Camilla from what we saw on her license." He said.

"Names of the others and ages?" I asked.

"Don't get too excited yet if you know what I mean my boy." He said smirking. "Camilla is 19 years old, then there's Vicky, Sabrina, Veronica, Ashley, and Hailey. Vickey, Veronica, and Hailey are 18, Ashley is 20, and Sabrina is our youngest holding it at 15 years old."

I looked to see all the girls in which they all looked so scared and frightened but they were going to have to get used to it, we're one of the best gangs out here in Los Angeles. No ones going to find them or mess with us. We are known and we want to be know so that you don't mess with us.

We are 24K. The most known gang. We have 24 men and women who fight with us in every state, every city to be know. We don't mess around and the K stands for our leader, Killa Kendrick. Not one to be messed around with.

Our enemies are everyone, but we can't stand Cobras. They've done nothing but ruin us to the point where we were almost down in the dumps to be known as one of the weakest gangs. We picked ourselves us and recruited new men, I was one of them in training and now I'm in training to be my bosses apprentice is anything ever happens to him. I've learned pretty much everything, it's just a matter of getting better and starting to become the leader 24K. Even when I'm the leader the K will still be there. Here's the Alpha of all alphas and he will be written down in the history of gangs.

So here I am. Justin Bieber, 21 years old and doesn't give two shits and will kill you if you get in my way. I won't hesitate to kill you if you're a threat in anyway. Soon I'll be the Alpha so start obeying to my commands. I am the future of 24k.

Camilla's POV

"And who the fuck are you?" I said to the other girls.

"Would you chill the fuck out. You're gonna get us killed. Just do as they say!" Ashley yelled at me.

"I'm not gonna sell myself to them and let them push me around!" I screamed back.

"If you're not with us, then you're going to be to be blamed when we all get punished!" Veronica said.

"By the looks of it and being in here for the past hour, seems like you don't do anything but blame anyone else besides yourself." I said holding onto Sabrina.

If you don't get what's going on right now, the girls bombarded me with questions and gave me shit load because I was the only one separated from them. They wanted to know why and all but they don't need to know. Nothing happened but I don't trust these girls. I know nothing about them. Except Sabrina. I could tell she was just frightened for dear life and wasn't speaking. She just kept crying and everyone was trying to get her to shut up but I didn't let that happen. I held her and I know I'm gonna have to protect her. She's fifteen years old and doesn't deserve to be here. She needs to get back to their family.

All these girls do except me. I want to get out of here but I don't have a family to get home to. No ones going to be looking for me. I'm a former foster child so what can you expect? Never wanted when I was born and was never wanted in foster care. I'm all on my own and I don't care.

"Everyone out!" A man yelled at us and Sabrina got even worse with her crying.

"Shh. Honey it's gonna be alright. I'll protect you, I promise." I said and it kept her calm until we were out the door. We were now lined up outside but Sabrina was holding onto me.

"Let go of her." Someone yelled at Sabrina.

"Bite me, leave her alone." I said and a man came up to us pushing Sabrina off to me causing her to scream and so I punched him right in the jaw.

I grabbed Sabrina and held onto her even tighter. "Don't touch her." I spat.

"You little —."

"Enough." Someone said at the top of the stairs.

I saw more men coming towards us until they were told to stop by the one and only Boss. Oh boy, what did I just do.