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, "We are in

arse so hard

calmly it made a

my lips shut and tried again, "We

my lip as

A whore is a whore you need to learn your

my wife that I

my eyes against

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

Name your prize."

and yet I could feel my

Five years.

Almost six.

his

sure of it that by the end of

"A hundred."

groceries and a tub of ice-cream for Anna, for

cream would

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

felt warm

sleep because my little angel was coughing

me mad with worry and I was praying all night that

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

at least relaxed her enough so that she

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

delighted to have ice

these two the most strange and stubborn creatures that each of them

of them had similar oddities that were endearing

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

an equal

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

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

Unconditionally.

narrowed

brought out his wallet and pulled out a hundred dollar

shook as I

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

bra was showing and it felt like I would combust into smoke any moment now with how hot

"On your knees."

dropped down

the things I

frowned but he

fumbled for

relaxed and almost forgot that I was

"Crawl to me."

up he was standing by his desk with

pointed to the floor in front of

asked and when I was near,

He crouched down.

"The sight of you on your

thumb brushed

am waiting for the

will I get

swallowed and

dropped to my lips and hardened

knees, I inched up