Blackmailed For Love

It had been two hours since I stood across the street and watched her through the window of some run down diner in which she just disappeared and then after talking to some old man who flung his hands in the air as he talked, she grabbed an apron and started working.

Not for the first time, I looked around myself and once again I was hit with disbelief and my anger mounted.

She came here to work in the diner after working full time in my office.

I didn't know what kind of debt she was in or if it was just about her mother's health expenses, but then didn't I tell her that I would bear the expenses for it.

I just hoped for her fucking sake that she didn't live somewhere around here.

I took in the dark streets, decades old buildings needing repairs, drunkards roaming around the sidewalk and the stench in the air, and I couldn't imagine her living here.

Maybe she had just come here to help that old man out.

Or maybe, a low growl emerged from my throat when a man grabbed her arse as she passed by his table.

For fuck's sake.

It took everything in me not to barge in and tear his hand off his body but then she would see me and God knows where she would run to so I wouldn't know exactly where she lived.

After one more hour that felt like an eternity having to watch her run from one table to another and to be touched by all these men so she would get more tips, I was at my limits when she walked around the counter and untied her apron.

She talked to the old man, took her money and then grabbed three brown bags from under the counter and made her way toward the door.

1 I turned around so she wouldn't see my face.

After a moment, I followed her.

Five minutes later, she entered a brown brick building that didn't even have front lights on, or gate for that matter.

And it looked like it had been here before humankind came into existence.

Irritated and feeling sick, I entered after her.

The floor was wet and my shoes made a splashing sound.

Disgusted, I turned to the echo of her footsteps, but then she looked over her shoulder.

If she recognised me I couldn't tell but her footsteps hurried and she jogged to the stairs at the end of the corridor.

I didn't run, I walked after her in slow steps.

2 When I reached the stairs, she was rounding the first flight.

I stepped up two stairs at a time and caught her arm.

She screamed bloody murder and I had to clasp my hand over her mouth as I slammed her back against the wall, not that I doubted anyone would come for her rescue here even if I was a serial killer.

The bulb above us flickered like we were in a horror movie.

She blinked big blue eyes at me.

Terrified and filled with a sheen of panic.

But when she saw me, her whole body shuddered in relief only to stiffen when I stepped back.

She still clutched her bags in her hands and brought them in front of her as if putting something between us as fragile as those paper bags would provide her safety.

She glared at me and demanded, "What the hell are you doing here?".

"Following you.

You are a liar, little girl.

And I see that hasn't changed a bit."

She licked her dry lip and mouthed off, "I thought some pervert was coming after me but then I wasn't wrong, was I?"

I narrowed my eyes at her and grabbed her face hard.

"You lied on your application form.

And tell me one thing, what happened to all the money you conned from me and other men?"

"I don't owe you any explanation, Kristian.

And stop touching me."

She was breathing hard and even now there was fear in her eyes.

"This is not your office where you can rule me."

I smiled.

read your contract before you

mine to do anything to and

clenched and she took a deep breath

effort not to lash

"Please, Kristian,"

I tell you to not call

not in

I arched a brow.

through gritted

"Please, sir, not here.

snap at me and take your revenge tomorrow when

want my

her

should know, as I remember she liked

at me, those eyes turning

liked the

like this version of

and I both have you to

her head and looked

want, sir?

"Then let's go.

you upstairs to your

She jerked back.

swallow and her bottom lip trembled before she bit

more scared than

"No."

her head as if the

"Why?"

a place

say this is not a place you should

"Careful, sir.

like you

she

the past resurfaced when she had been jealous

the woman I want to

a whore deserves better

are

you stop

She snapped.

her blue eyes were hard and furious as she glared at

know you hate me and I know what you think

throw it in my face in every

"Why not?"

pushed her back against the

shook with how furious I was and the pain of the past that I could not

"You behaved like one.

a chance to run away but now that here you are and I have to see your beautiful face, these blue eyes that had deceived me how could I not remind myself what you did and who you

2 She stepped closer.

circled me in

are you afraid

intensity like

to fucking wring

clenched teeth,

I won't.

afraid that in your greed to have more money, you had agreed to something you wouldn't be able

"Don't you worry,

you need a whore I

you must've difficulty getting women to agree to fuck you who aren't indebted

nostrils flared and the blood in

wanted to grab her by the throat

Soon.

back from

"Go.

earn more of the money you love so much,

in the forest and she wasn't at her

happened in the school it had

My little girl.

in the main house to find

would teach those bastards a lesson later but for now I

sure

open to the small

to the wall, her