The contract

Kimberly stood in front of his room door with her heart beating in her chest.

The same room that landed her in the situation she was at the moment, she wondered what it held for her this time.

"The more you waste his time, the more trouble you cause for yourself," one of his men said to her.

She slowly pushed the door open and sauntered in.

There he was sitting on the couch per usual, clad in an all white outfit.

"Nice decision," he muttered as he noticed her walk in. 

He picked a menu like paper and dropped it on the center table.

"In there is a detailed description of how you will pay back my money, go ahead and sign it." He said.

Go ahead and sign it? Wasn't she allowed to accept or reject the offer? Kim pondered staring nervously at the paper.

As if he heard her thoughts, his next words sent her almost crawling on her knees.

"You don't have a say on it, only your signature is needed for legal validation." 

"It's over for you Kimberly," she cried inwardly.

Without reading it, she already knew what was inside, he's obviously going to turn her into his sex slave, do anything he desires with her and she has no right to protest since they are going to have a signed contract.

"You should know better than to waste my time young lady." His voice snapped her out of her thoughts.

This time she didn't flinch at the sound of his grumpy voice, for a second her fear for him vanished, she had a bigger fear simmering inside of her.

Slowly and steadily, she grabbed the sheet and brought it closer to her face.

 "What?" 

Her mouth suddenly flew open as she stared at the sheet.

What she was seeing was different from what she had in mind.

It was an offer to join a legally registered crime fighting institute.

She quickly raised her head from the sheet to stare at him.

He was staring back at her blankly, the corner of his lips tugged up in a smirk.

"Bet you had a different notion, glad to disappoint." He said straightening up on the couch. "Since you are quite skilled in taking what doesn't belong to you, you can as well be trained to use it in pertinent aspects."

"I don't take what doesn't belong to me, it was a one time thing, I had no choice," kimberly found herself saying.

"Whatever explanations you have is all on you, sign the damn thing and no more word from you," he snapped.

She quickly signed the document and turned back towards him.

"Can I talk to you please? It's important, please sir, I beg you." 

"You have ten seconds, speak," he stated sternly.

"Uhm, it is stated here that the contract will last for three years, and I will have to stay at the institute the whole time, please, can I come to see my family from time to time?" 

"You can only leave the institute when you've stayed for two years, before then you can't be seen anywhere outside the institute, whatever the reasons may be," he replied. "Your time is up, go home and get ready, I will pick you up in thirty minutes." 

"But I can't get ready in thirty minutes, I'm heading over to the hospital now to inform my mom before going home to get my things," she retorted.

"You don't need any of your things, you provided with everything at the institute, you have forty minutes, now leave!" He said.

Kimberly turned around and rushed out.

**

She couldn't hold it in anymore, she couldn't continue to act strong.

She let the tears flow freely down her cheeks as she walked out of the club.

This wasn't how she imagined things to turn out for her.

At first she was glad that he wasn't going to turn her to his sex toy as she had expected, but looking at it now, the contract she just signed wasn't in any way better than that if not worse.

She has a sick mother and a kid brother in her care, how could she stay away from them for two years? How on earth was she even going to convince them that her imaginary boss was going to take her away from them for two years.

Her mind suddenly raced back to Mrs Peterson, she considered running to her for help.

But then It suddenly struck her, it was a dead end, Mrs Peterson would never involve herself with anything that doesn't put money on her table.

***

Kimberly walked into her mothers ward only to meet her mother and Josh beaming all smiles.

"Kim, you've got the best boss ever, he is not just hot as hell, he's also a kind package," Josh squealed happily.

"Okay? What's going on?" Kim asked

"One of his men was here earlier, he cleared out mom's remaining bills, and you won't believe the amount of money he dropped for us," he replied.

"R. Really? He... He did all of that?" Kimberly stuttered. 

"Kim dear, are you okay? You look like you've being crying," Mrs Anderson asked staring closely at her.

"What? I'm okay, I Just... She suddenly stopped and breathed out heavily.

"Kimberly, what's wrong? Did anyone try any shit with you? I swear to God, I'm gonna crush..."

"Josh, no one did anything, it's just that I have some really bad news," she quickly cut him off.

Mrs Anderson signaled her to spill.

"Uhm... It's my boss, he requested that I stop working from home, I will have to move in to his house," Kim said. 

"Is that what you call bad news? I mean it's a bad news, but not entirely, look at it from the bright side, this Job is the best you've gotten so far, you can't loose it," Josh retorted.

'If only you know the situation surrounding this job,' kimberly cried inwardly.

"We need to spend lots of time together and have fun before you leave," Josh said.

"I actually have twenty minutes left to get ready to leave," Kimberly dropped the bomb.

"What!"

Mrs Anderson slowly sat up on the bed.

"Why so sudden?" She asked, tears gathering up in her eyes.

Kimberly's heart shattered into pieces, this is the part that she dreaded the most.

She quickly went to sit beside her on the bed and pulled her into a warm hug.

"Will you come to see us regularly?" Mrs Anderson asked.

Her heart skipped as her mom asked the question, how could she tell her they won't be seeing her in two years.

"I. I will visit regularly," the words rolled off her tongue before she could stop herself.

But then she had no other choice, maybe lying was the only way to make the situation less painful.

Josh leaned closer and Joined the hug.