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

spank your arse so hard you won't sit

said it so casually, so calmly it made

lips shut and tried

as

whore is a whore you

wife that I

flush at his insult and closed my eyes against the memory where once we had

I forget you won't do anything

Name your prize."

teeth and yet I could

Five years.

Almost six.

felt his touch, anyone's for that

would make sure of it

"A hundred."

a tub of ice-cream for Anna, for

would help lift

gone back home at midnight, I had found her curled

warm

unable to sleep because my little angel was coughing

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

from the day before that caused the irritation in her

had given her tonic which had at least relaxed

work today

father, she would be delighted to have ice cream and her cold will be

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

had similar oddities that were endearing

people 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

had something to do about

part of him that loved me back just as I had loved

Unconditionally.

narrowed and

pocket, he brought out his wallet and pulled out a hundred dollar bill

shook as

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

my bra was showing and it felt like I would combust into smoke any moment now

"On your knees."

dropped down on

down the things I would require for this

frowned but

and I fumbled for the

and almost forgot that I was on my knees with my

"Crawl to me."

when I looked up he was standing by his desk with his

the floor in front of him

what he asked and when

He crouched down.

said, "The sight

thumb brushed my

waiting for

will I

I swallowed

and hardened as

my knees, I inched up and got in