"You have two options, Inessa," I whispers harshly "sign the bloody papers or watch all you've worked for go up in smoke." I look at the petite 5'4 fiesty woman infront of me, my woman. mine. As she stares back at me with unspokeable anger, like it or not she was going to be mine by signing the contract which made her a property of mine, Mason Lachlan for another 1 year.