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."

searched his eyes and when I didn't find anything,

spank your arse

casually, so calmly it made a

my lips shut and tried again, "We

my lip as I wanted to yell

whore you need to

not my wife that I would consider the place to fuck

and closed my eyes against the memory

just to add more humiliation he added, "Oh, how can I forget you won't do

Name your prize."

gritted my teeth and yet I

Five years.

Almost six.

his touch, anyone's for that

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

"A hundred."

and a tub of ice-cream for Anna, for once we would have a

cream would help lift

I had

warm

was unable to sleep because my

slightest bit of discomfort to my daughter made me mad with worry and

day before that caused the irritation in her

I had given her tonic which had at least relaxed her enough

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

delighted to have ice

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

each of them had similar oddities

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

felt an equal measure of sadness and

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

of him that loved me back just as I had loved

Unconditionally.

eyes narrowed and then

he brought out his wallet and pulled out a hundred dollar

as I unbuttoned my

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

three buttons undone, the front of my bra was showing and it felt like I would combust into smoke any moment

"On your knees."

I dropped down

down the things I would

but he

started speaking and I fumbled for the tablet to not miss

was relaxed and almost forgot that I

"Crawl to me."

was standing by his desk with his ankles crossed and held the dollar

in front of him

and when I was near, looking up at

He crouched down.

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

thumb brushed my

waiting

will I get

I swallowed and

and hardened as I said, "You

my knees, I inched up and got in