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."

when I didn't find anything, I asked, "We are

my name and I'll spank your arse so hard you won't sit for

so casually, so calmly it made a cold shiver run down

shut and tried again, "We

my lip as I wanted

a whore you need

are not my wife that I would consider the

my body flush at his insult and closed my eyes against the memory where once we had promised forever to

can I forget you won't

Name your prize."

teeth and yet I could feel

Five years.

Almost six.

felt his touch, anyone's for

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

"A hundred."

would be able to buy groceries and a tub of ice-cream for Anna, for once we would have

would

had gone back home at midnight, I had found her curled

had felt warm to the

been so worried and was unable to sleep because my little angel

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

leftover chicken from the day before that

had given her tonic which had at

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

like her father, she would be delighted to have ice

don't know how God made these two the most strange and stubborn creatures that each of them has

them had similar

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

was all him and sometimes I felt an

something to do about it then he wouldn't

of him that loved me back just as I had

Unconditionally.

His eyes narrowed and then

brought out his wallet and pulled out a

as I

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

my bra was showing and it felt

"On your knees."

I dropped down on

things I

frowned but he didn't

I fumbled for the tablet to

was relaxed and almost forgot that I was on my knees with my blouse half

"Crawl to me."

desk with his

to the floor in front of him and

asked and when

He crouched down.

his fingers neither gentle nor rough as he said, "The sight of you on your

thumb brushed my

I am waiting for

will I get

swallowed

to my lips and hardened as I said,

up and got