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 in the

your arse so

calmly it made a

clamped my lips shut and tried again, "We

down on my lip as I wanted to yell

is a whore you need to learn

are not my wife that I would consider the

closed my eyes against the

can I

Name your prize."

teeth and yet I could feel

Five years.

Almost six.

felt his touch, anyone's for

would make sure of it that by the end

"A hundred."

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

ice cream would help lift

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

felt warm

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

to my daughter made me mad with worry and I was praying

from the day before

given her tonic which had at least relaxed her enough so that she

work today and I could spend my time

would be delighted to have ice cream and

God made these two the most strange and stubborn creatures that

had similar oddities

father Anna responded well to cold things instead of hot when she suffers from

I felt an equal measure of sadness and happiness that she

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

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

Unconditionally.

eyes narrowed and then he

his wallet and pulled out a hundred dollar bill then put it down

shook as I

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

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

"On your knees."

down

the things I

but he didn't

speaking and I fumbled for the tablet to not

I was relaxed and almost forgot that I was on my

"Crawl to me."

looked up he was standing by his desk with his ankles crossed and held the dollar

pointed to the floor in front of him

he asked and when I was near, looking

He crouched down.

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

brushed my

I am waiting for the

I

swallowed and

eyes dropped to my lips and hardened as I said,

inched up and got in his