Blackmailed For Love
Chapter 17: On your knees Elsa
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."
searched his eyes and when I didn't find anything, I
spank your arse so hard you won't sit
calmly it made a cold shiver run
clamped my lips shut and tried again, "We are
down on my lip as I wanted to
whore is a whore
my wife that I would consider the place to
closed my eyes against the memory where once we
he added, "Oh, how can I forget you won't do
Name your prize."
I gritted my teeth and yet I could feel my body
Five years.
Almost six.
I haven't felt his touch, anyone's
hated me, I didn't… But something told me that would change, he would make sure of it that by the end of this, whatever this was I would hate him equally
"A hundred."
be able to buy groceries and a tub of ice-cream for Anna,
cream would help lift
had found
had felt warm
worried and was unable to sleep because my little angel was coughing up all
of discomfort to my daughter made me mad with worry and I was praying all night that she
the leftover chicken from the day
tonic which had at least relaxed
have to go to the diner to work today and I
her father, she would be delighted to have ice cream and her cold will be
made these two the most strange and stubborn creatures that each of them has a part of my
similar oddities that were endearing
Anna responded well to cold things instead of hot when she
an equal measure of sadness and happiness
do about it then he wouldn't ever know
that loved
Unconditionally.
eyes narrowed and then
wallet and pulled out a
shook as I unbuttoned
One.
Two.
Three.
"Stop."
I stopped.
and it felt like I would combust into smoke any moment now with how hot I
"On your knees."
down on
I would
but he didn't
for the tablet to not
he finished, I was relaxed and almost forgot that I was on
"Crawl to me."
by his desk with his ankles crossed and
to the floor in front of him and
what he asked and when I was
He crouched down.
rough as he said, "The sight of you on your knees cools the raging part that had been
thumb brushed my
waiting
I
I swallowed and
dropped to my lips and hardened as I said, "You
my knees, I inched up and got
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