"Why would you be willing to throw such an amount away?" I demanded, not understanding this crazy man in the room with me. "I am not throwing it away. I am giving it to you for the services you will render me in the next twelve months," he answered. "I want you to accept the deal." "Why? So I can be your whore for the next twelve months?" He took a step towards me. "Yes. I am a very possessive man. I don't like others coming close to what's mine, and for the next twelve months, I would consider you mine if you agreed and signed the deal."