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."

his eyes and when I didn't find anything, I asked, "We are in the office,

name and I'll spank your arse so hard you

so calmly it made

tried

down on my lip as I wanted to

whore you need to learn

wife that I would consider the place to fuck

my eyes against the memory where

how can I forget

Name your prize."

gritted my teeth and yet I could feel my body

Five years.

Almost six.

haven't felt his

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

"A hundred."

to buy groceries and a tub of ice-cream for

would help lift

had gone back home at midnight, I had found her curled up on

felt warm to the touch

was unable to sleep because my little angel was coughing up

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

chicken from the day before that caused the irritation in her

which had at least relaxed her enough so that she

to the diner to work today and I could spend my time with my angel and take care of

like her father, she would be delighted to have ice

the most strange and stubborn creatures that each of them has a part of my

them had similar oddities

people hate cold things when ill, but like her father Anna responded well to

felt an equal measure of

do about it then he wouldn't ever

of him that loved me

Unconditionally.

narrowed

he brought out his wallet and pulled out a hundred dollar bill

fingers shook as I unbuttoned my

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

my bra was showing and it felt

"On your knees."

I dropped down

the things I would

but

started speaking and I fumbled for the tablet to not miss

and almost forgot that I was on my knees with my blouse

"Crawl to me."

looked up he was standing by his desk

floor in front of him and said,

what he asked and when I was near, looking up

He crouched down.

said, "The sight of you on your

thumb brushed

am waiting

will I

swallowed and

and

inched up and