Negoitate

Aeisha's eyes widened in fear as Scott pulled out a pair of handcuffs from his belt. She tried to step back, but her back hit the wall, and she had nowhere to go. Scott's smile grew wider as he reached for her wrists, his fingers closing around them like a vice. "You're coming with me," he said, his voice dripping with malice.

As he cuffed Aeisha's wrists, she felt a surge of panic.

"Please, don't do this," she begged, her voice trembling with fear. "I'll do anything, just don't take me to jail."

Scott chuckled and tightened the cuffs around her wrists. "Oh, I know you will," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "But it's not going to be that easy."

Aeisha's eyes darted around the room, looking for any way to escape. But it was too late. Scott had already made up his mind.

She knew that she had to think fast, or she and her aunt would be dragged away, never to be seen again. She took a deep breath and tried to speak, her voice shaking with fear.

"I will voluntary sign a slave contract for both of myself and my aunt."