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 asked,

spank your arse so hard you won't sit for a

it made a cold shiver run

shut and tried again, "We are in the office,

down on my lip as I

whore is a whore you

not my wife that I

and closed my eyes against the memory

he added, "Oh, how can I forget you won't do anything unless money is on the

Name your prize."

and yet I

Five years.

Almost six.

I haven't felt his

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

"A hundred."

able to buy groceries and a tub of ice-cream

cream would

When I had gone back home at midnight, I had found her curled

warm to the

was unable to sleep because my little angel was coughing up

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

the day

which had at least relaxed her enough so that

go to the diner to work today and I could spend my time with my

would be delighted to have ice cream and her cold will

most strange and stubborn creatures that each of

them had similar oddities

hate cold things when ill, but like her father Anna responded well to cold things instead of hot when she suffers from fever

sometimes I felt an equal measure

had something to do about it then he wouldn't ever know

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

Unconditionally.

His eyes narrowed and

pulled out

fingers shook as I unbuttoned my

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

the front of my bra was showing and it felt

"On your knees."

I dropped down on my

I would require for

but

for the tablet to

time he finished, I was relaxed and almost forgot that

"Crawl to me."

by his desk with his ankles crossed and held the

the floor in front of

did what he asked and when I was near, looking up at

He crouched down.

as he said, "The sight of you on your knees cools the raging part

brushed my

waiting for

will I

swallowed

to my lips and hardened

up and got in his