Not Your Property

"...I'm not your property Calvin." Calvin casted a cold stare meticulously glancing at my every inch. He swirled from side to side on the black leathered chair cupping his hands together. He stood up slamming his hands down on the desk glaring into my eyes directly trying to intimidate me...well not this time...this time I'm standing my grounds.
"Is that so?" He growled.
"Calvin Torres you don't own me and you never will."