Business deal

Kylie's P. O. V

I stood frozen in front of his big wooden table as he slowly placed three papers in front of me on top of the table.

"What are they?" I asked in a broken voice. Crying for a long time made my throat swollen.

"You can read, so go ahead and read them," he said with a smug look, placing his hands on the armrest of his big swivel chair.

I took the first paper swiftly as I was short of time. It was a marriage registry from. Was he kidding me? I grabbed the next paper and it shook me to my core. A slavery contract? He wanted me to be his sex slave for one year? I looked at the last piece of paper. It was a cheque of fifteen million dollars but there wasn't any signature on it.

"Are you making fun of my situation? What are they?" I yelled at him as anger surged through my veins.

"I am not making fun of anything and I am interested in doing so. I am simply making a deal, you know as a businessman," he said with a smirk.

"What kind of business deal consists of a slavery contrac