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."

his eyes and when I didn't find anything, I asked, "We are in the office,

your arse so

it made a

clamped my lips shut and tried again, "We are

lip as I wanted to yell at

a whore you need to learn

are not my wife that I would consider the place

my body flush at his insult and closed my eyes against the memory

add more humiliation he added, "Oh, how can I forget

Name your prize."

my teeth and yet I could feel

Five years.

Almost six.

felt his touch, anyone's for that

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

"A hundred."

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

cream would help lift

had found her curled up

felt warm to the touch

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

with worry and I was praying all night that she wouldn't get worse and

chicken from the day before that caused the irritation in

her tonic which had at least

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

be delighted to have ice cream and

know how God made these two the most strange and stubborn

each of them had similar oddities that were endearing

Anna responded well to cold things instead of hot when she

an equal

do about it then he wouldn't

a part of him that loved

Unconditionally.

eyes narrowed and then he

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

shook as

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

and it felt like I would combust into smoke any moment now with how hot I

"On your knees."

I dropped down on my

I would require

but

started speaking and I fumbled for the tablet to

he finished, I was relaxed and almost forgot that I was on my knees with my

"Crawl to me."

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

in front of him and said,

asked and when I was near,

He crouched down.

gentle nor rough as he said, "The sight of you on your knees cools

thumb brushed

I am waiting for the

I

swallowed

lips and hardened as

I inched up and got in