"Now, sign it" "With this, we can have a proper deal and I can have enough assurance to keep your Father from jail" She picked it up. “...that subject B will not transfer or quit her position for the next 10 years…” "...that subject A may decide, for reasons best known to him to not pay subject B for work done at the company.." How is that any different from a slave's contract? She glanced at him filling his glass, her stomach twisting. She wanted to yell at him but she knew better than to do that in her situation. "Are you going to sign it or not?" He asked, sensing her hesitation. "I will" she muttered as she took the pen he'd prepared from his side. "I will?" She bit her lower lips down as she took the pen to sign it. Her voice dropped to a whisper. “I will… Master.” _____ When Isabelle's world collides with bored, grieving Adrian DeLuca's, things start to take a sharp turn from the normalcy she knows. Will this new life bring sorrows from his past into hers?