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."
and when I didn't find anything, I
name and I'll spank your arse so hard
it made a cold shiver
lips shut and tried again, "We are in the
lip as
whore you need to
my wife that I would consider the place
and closed my eyes against the memory where once we had promised forever to each
added, "Oh, how can I forget you
Name your prize."
I gritted my teeth and yet I could feel my body giving
Five years.
Almost six.
I haven't felt his touch, anyone's
me that would change, he would make sure of it that by the end of this, whatever this was I would hate him
"A hundred."
buy groceries and a tub of ice-cream for Anna, for once we would have a bellyful of
would
gone back home at midnight, I had found her curled up on the sofa coughing
warm to
and was unable to sleep because my little
with worry and I was praying all night that she
from the day before that caused the irritation
tonic which had at least relaxed her
diner to work today and I could spend my time with
delighted to have ice cream and her
how God made these two the most strange and stubborn creatures that each of them
each of them had similar oddities
cold things when ill, but like her father Anna responded well to cold things
him and sometimes I felt an equal measure of sadness and happiness that she
because if I had something to do about it then he wouldn't ever know about
because I still have a part of him that loved me back just as I
Unconditionally.
narrowed and then
pocket, he brought out his wallet and pulled out a hundred
fingers shook as I unbuttoned
One.
Two.
Three.
"Stop."
I stopped.
felt like I would combust into smoke any
"On your knees."
dropped down on
down the things I would require
but he
speaking and I fumbled for the tablet
he finished, I was relaxed and almost forgot that I was on my knees with
"Crawl to me."
looked up he was standing by his desk with his
the floor in front of him
did what he asked and when I
He crouched down.
cupped my face, his fingers neither gentle nor rough as he said, "The sight of you on your
thumb brushed
waiting for
I
swallowed and
lips and hardened as I said,
I inched up
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