Blackmailed For Love

The buzzer went off for the fifth time in the last twenty minutes and the young girl sitting five feet away in her own cubicle gave me a look.

The arsehole was intentionally making it harder for me to work for him.

He was playing with me like a cat that played with a mouse that he's about to devour.

1 I snapped the file I was reading close and stood up with a low growl.

I grabbed the tablet that was left behind by Jenna and for which I had gotten reprimanded not ten minutes ago when he demanded me to write down the things he wanted done.

I walked to his door and this time I didn't knock, what was the purpose when he had called me and seen me walking toward his office, also he intentionally makes me wait.

1 But the moment I stepped in I realized my mistake.

His cold eyes settled on me and he said, "Get out.

And come again, this time knock like a good little girl before you earn yourself a punishment."

I froze.

I wanted to ignore him, to defy him.

But I wanted to push that part as far away as I could where he would indeed punish me.

I turned back around, closed the door and knocked.

This time he made me wait for five minutes before he bid me to enter.

1 I entered and said, "You called, Mr Aaron."

"Call me sir."

2 I met his eyes and he returned my gaze steadily.

Licking my lips, swallowing my pride and telling myself I was doing it all for my daughter and mother, I said, "You called, sir.

What can I do for you?"

"Close the door."

I faltered at his command.

He arched one dark brow and waited.

I turned around and did as he asked.

And as I turned to look at him, I heard the swishing sound of blinds being drawn.

My whole body became alert.

His expression was still cold and calm, he didn't show what he was thinking and still it felt like he was weaving a trap around me.

"Come closer,"

My muscles tensed but I stepped forward.

My heart gave a lurch, wondering what he was thinking.

A foot away from his desk, I stopped.

His cold grey eyes travelled down the length of me and he said, "I don't like what you are wearing."

2 I bit down on my lip, wondering if he was going to tell me to get naked.

But what made me confused was as much as my body was against the idea, a part of me wanted to see the heated look he used to give me.

Would he still look at me like that? Like he couldn't wait any longer to have me? ""Unbutton your blouse."

and when I didn't find anything, I

spank your arse so hard

it made a cold shiver run down my

and tried again, "We are in the

bit down on my lip as I wanted

whore is a whore you need to

wife that I

eyes against the memory where once we had promised forever to

just to add more humiliation he added, "Oh, how can I forget

Name your prize."

yet I could feel my body

Five years.

Almost six.

felt his touch, anyone's for that

me that would change, he would make sure of it that by the end

"A hundred."

and a tub of ice-cream for Anna,

cream would

home at midnight, I had found her curled up on the sofa coughing and

warm to the

because my little

my daughter made me mad with worry and I was praying all night that she wouldn't get worse and

from the day before that caused the

I had given her tonic which had at least

money, I wouldn't have to go to the diner to work today and I could spend my time with my angel and take care

to have

God made these two the most strange and stubborn

each of them had similar oddities that

her father Anna responded well to cold things instead of hot when she suffers from fever or

all him and sometimes I felt an equal measure of sadness and happiness that she

I had something to do about it then

I still have a part of him that loved me back just as

Unconditionally.

His eyes narrowed

his pocket, he brought out his wallet and pulled out a hundred dollar bill then put it

shook as I unbuttoned my

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

undone, the front of my bra was showing and it felt like I would combust

"On your knees."

dropped down on

the things I would require

but he

fumbled for the tablet

I was relaxed and almost forgot

"Crawl to me."

desk with his ankles crossed and held the dollar

the floor in front

and when I was near, looking

He crouched down.

rough as he said, "The sight of you on your

brushed

I am waiting

will I

swallowed

my lips and hardened as I said,

I inched up and