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."

didn't find anything, I asked, "We are in the

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

it made

tried again, "We are in

bit down on my lip as I wanted to yell at

whore you need

not my wife that I would consider the place to fuck

eyes against the memory where once we had promised forever to

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

Name your prize."

my teeth and yet I

Five years.

Almost six.

his touch, anyone's

he hated me, I didn't… But something told me that would change, he would make sure of it that by the end

"A hundred."

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

ice cream would help

had gone back home at midnight, I had

had felt warm to the

my little angel was coughing up

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

leftover chicken from the day before

tonic which had at least relaxed

to go to the diner to work today and I could

would be delighted to have ice cream

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

each of them had similar

like her father Anna responded well to

sometimes I felt an equal measure

something to do about it then he wouldn't ever know about

I still have a part of him that

Unconditionally.

His eyes narrowed and then he

wallet and pulled out a hundred dollar bill then put

fingers shook as I

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

showing and it felt like I

"On your knees."

dropped down on

the things I would require for this

but

speaking and I fumbled for the

I was relaxed and almost forgot that I was on

"Crawl to me."

desk with his ankles crossed and

in front of him

what he asked and when I was near,

He crouched down.

sight of you on your knees cools the raging part that

thumb brushed

waiting for the

will I get

swallowed and

eyes dropped to my lips and hardened

knees, I inched up and got in his