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."

eyes and when I didn't find anything, I

name and I'll spank your arse so hard you

it so casually, so calmly it made a cold shiver run

and tried again, "We are in the office,

my lip as I

A whore is a whore you need to learn your

wife that I would consider

closed my eyes against the memory where once we had promised forever to

I forget you won't do anything

Name your prize."

yet I could feel my body giving

Five years.

Almost six.

haven't felt his touch,

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

"A hundred."

to buy groceries and a tub of ice-cream for Anna, for once we

ice cream would

midnight, I had found her curled up on

had felt warm to the touch

so worried and was unable to sleep because my little angel

discomfort to my daughter made me mad with worry and I was praying all

the leftover chicken from the day before that caused the irritation in her

tonic which had at least relaxed

if I had this money, I wouldn't have to go to the diner to work today and I could

to have ice cream

and stubborn

them had similar oddities that

ill, but like her father Anna responded well to cold things instead of hot when

an equal measure of sadness and happiness

do about it then

him that loved me back

Unconditionally.

narrowed and then he

his wallet and pulled out a hundred

fingers shook as I

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

was showing and it felt like I would

"On your knees."

I dropped down on

the things I would require

frowned but

speaking and I fumbled for the tablet to not

finished, I was relaxed and almost forgot that I was

"Crawl to me."

by his desk with his ankles crossed and held the dollar bill

pointed to the floor in front of

asked and when I was near, looking up at

He crouched down.

said, "The sight of you on

brushed my

waiting for

I get

swallowed and

to my lips and hardened as I said,

my knees, I inched up and got in