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."

and when I didn't find anything, I

my name and I'll spank your arse so hard you

casually, so calmly it made a cold shiver run

shut and tried again, "We are in the office,

bit down on my lip as I wanted to

A whore is a whore you need to learn your

my wife that I would consider the place to

felt my body flush at his insult and closed my eyes against the memory where once we

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

Name your prize."

teeth and yet I could feel my

Five years.

Almost six.

felt his touch, anyone's for

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

"A hundred."

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

would help

back home at midnight, I had found her curled up on the

warm

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

to my daughter made me mad with worry and I was praying all night that she wouldn't

chicken from the day before that caused the irritation

given her tonic which had at least relaxed her enough

had this money, I wouldn't have to go to the diner to work today and I could spend my time

be delighted to have

two the most strange and stubborn creatures that each of them has

each of them had similar oddities that

responded well to cold things instead

an equal measure of

had something to do about it

I still have a part of him that loved me back

Unconditionally.

narrowed

wallet and pulled out

shook as I

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

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

"On your knees."

down on

down the things I would

but he

started speaking and I fumbled for the tablet to

was relaxed and almost forgot that I

"Crawl to me."

and when I looked up he was standing by his desk with his ankles crossed and held the dollar bill between his

in front of

what he asked and when I was near,

He crouched down.

sight of you on your knees cools the raging part that had been

brushed my

am waiting for the

will I get

swallowed and

lips and hardened as I said, "You

I inched up and got in