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."

find anything, I asked,

my name and I'll spank your arse so hard you

so casually, so calmly it

tried again, "We are in the office,

as I wanted to yell

is a whore you need to learn

I would consider

my eyes against the memory where

to add more humiliation he added, "Oh, how can I forget you won't do

Name your prize."

teeth and yet I

Five years.

Almost six.

I haven't felt his touch, anyone's for

would make sure of

"A hundred."

a tub of ice-cream for Anna, for once we would have a bellyful

would help lift her

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

had felt warm

been so worried and was unable to sleep because my little angel was coughing up all

my daughter made me mad with worry and I was praying

day before that

at least relaxed her enough so that

had this money, I wouldn't have to go to the diner to work today and I could spend my time with

she would be delighted to have ice

two the most strange and stubborn

each of them had similar oddities that were

but like her father Anna responded well to cold things instead of

an equal measure of

if I had something to do about it then he wouldn't

of him that loved me back

Unconditionally.

eyes narrowed and then he

and pulled

as

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

front of my bra was showing and it felt like I would combust into smoke

"On your knees."

dropped down on my

down the things I

but he didn't

I fumbled for

he finished, I was relaxed and almost forgot that I was on my knees

"Crawl to me."

he was standing by his desk with his ankles crossed and held the dollar bill between

the floor in front of him and said,

he asked and when

He crouched down.

"The sight of you

thumb brushed my

I am waiting for

will I get

swallowed

to my lips and hardened as I said, "You

up and