Blackmailed For Love

Did she run away?

Did she decide I was asking for too much? But, was I? Maybe… I don't fucking know.

From the very fucking beginning Elsa had made me confuse, made me fight my own self.

And she was still doing it half a decade later.

But… Where was she? Why wasn't she here yet? All those questions kept my mind in a spin, not making it possible for me to relax.

I paced in my office, my eyes darting to my watch for the fifteenth time and it was only five minutes since I last checked.

But my patience was shot to hell and I didn't care that it was only half past ten.

She was late and a pit had opened up in my stomach as to why she wasn't here yet.

I didn't want to admit it, what kind of man I would be if I admitted that I was fucking worried for the girl who had betrayed me, stomped on my heart and tore my trust into smithereens.

1 Did something happen? It was a hell hole where she lived.

I shouldn't have left her there.

I raked my fingers through my hair.

A fucked up part of me wanted her as much as before, but this time with a darkness that was out of control.

I had let her go, but now that she was here… I couldn't do it again.

I grabbed my car keys and stormed out of my office, unable to wait anymore.

3 Half an hour later I parked my car outside the rundown building and walked inside.

A thought for the safety of my car crossed my mind but for once I couldn't care less.

I walked up the stairs, not knowing where I was going but wanting to know if she was okay.

I will deal with her later after I had made sure that nothing bad had happened then I will let her know what happens when she keeps me waiting.

I came to the first floor and every door was locked.

On the second floor I saw an old man who didn't listen when I asked him if he knew about two women who lived here.

But then on the third floor 1 heard a middle aged man muttering as he locked a door.

"Leaving without paying rent.

Shouldn't have trusted her sad story.

It's always the same-"

"Excuse me."

The man tumed, looked at me up and down and said, "You don't belong here."

Tell me something I don't know like where my little girl was.

"I am looking for a girl and her mother.

Blonde hair, blue eyes…"

do you ? "I am

a judgemental look that I

said, "It seemed she

me the rent of the

know where she

my patience

"How would I know…"

after a moment, he said, "Her daughter was

if you wanted a wife you should have chosen the younger one even

3 "Here…"

and

if you

the money and pocketed

one goes to the diner at the corner, also

there when they

realized that the man really didn't have any idea about Elsa's whereabouts but still

there was this chasm inside me that spread with each hour that passed

for

way she broke me but when she barged into my life she opened old wounds and

still cared for her fucking welfare even though she

my time by arranging a place for her to live so she wouldn't have

a perfect world I wouldn't have

world she wouldn't

at Aaron estate with a

me to the top floor,

excuses because knowing Kristian he would make a scene and find another way to humiliate

Devil himself made me hesitate to step out of the elevator it still didn't dampen my happiness about the

helped me, he had handed me a lifeline and he was

would need so I had asked for five thousand dollars but shockingly without another word he had transferred

hadn't gotten any reply, and now I just

meet him and tell him how grateful I was

elevator opened and

even the air conditioner didn't dare hum in fear of the devil here, Phoebe the young inter gave me a

i nodded.

I could guess why.

my purse on the desk the buzzer went

my eyes, I took a deep breath before I made my

to see him beforehand as the blinds were already drawn and it was the reason that he

I entered, his strong fingers grabbed my hand

"Ahh…"

gasp left me as he held my hand behind my back while he

"What are you doing?"

"Where were you?"

like he was

familiar with it and it filled

feeling

moaning in pain when he

my head backward, he leaned

cheek and then he took my earlobe into his

He gritted out, "Liar."

"I am not lying,"