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

I'll spank your arse so

said it so casually, so calmly it made a

clamped my lips shut and tried again, "We are

my lip as I wanted to

is a whore

are not my wife that I would

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

how can I forget

Name your prize."

I gritted my teeth and yet I could

Five years.

Almost six.

his touch, anyone's for that

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

"A hundred."

a tub of ice-cream for Anna, for

ice cream would help lift her

I had found her curled up

felt warm to the

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

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

day before that caused

had at

I wouldn't have to go to the diner to work

be delighted to have ice cream and her cold

how God made these two the most strange and stubborn creatures that each of them has a part

of them had similar oddities that were

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

sometimes I felt an equal measure of sadness and happiness

had something to do about it

I still have a part of him that loved me

Unconditionally.

eyes narrowed and then

wallet and pulled out a hundred dollar bill then

shook as I unbuttoned my

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

felt like I would combust into

"On your knees."

dropped down

things I would

but he didn't

and I fumbled for the tablet to not

and almost forgot that I was on my knees with

"Crawl to me."

looked up he was standing by his desk with his ankles crossed and held

floor in front of

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

He crouched down.

said, "The sight of

thumb brushed my

am waiting for

will I get

I swallowed

and hardened as

my knees, I inched up and got