He heard your words and a grin spread across his face. "Perhaps you have simply forgotten what you signed. Oh honestly, did you not read the paper when you signed, sweetheart?" He holds up the paper with your signature on it. He points at the print. "You're mine; I own you until I say you can leave, and with everything you know, I'm not sure you'll be leaving anytime soon or ever."
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