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

your arse so

calmly it made a cold shiver run down my

shut and tried again, "We are in

as I

a whore

not my wife that I would consider

closed my eyes against the memory where once we had promised forever to each

"Oh, how can I forget you won't do anything unless money is on

Name your prize."

and yet I could feel my

Five years.

Almost six.

I haven't felt his touch, anyone's for that

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

"A hundred."

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

cream would help

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

felt warm to the touch

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

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

chicken from the day before that caused the irritation in her

which had at least relaxed

this money, I wouldn't have to go to the diner to work today and

like her father, she would be delighted to have ice cream and her cold will be

these two the most strange and stubborn creatures

similar

responded well to cold things instead of hot when she suffers from fever or

felt an equal measure of sadness and happiness that she

I had something to do about it then he

him that loved

Unconditionally.

narrowed and

his wallet and pulled out a hundred dollar bill

fingers shook as I

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

of my bra was showing and it felt like I would combust into smoke any moment now with how

"On your knees."

dropped down

the things I

but he

started speaking and I fumbled for

time he finished, I was relaxed and almost forgot

"Crawl to me."

I looked up he was standing by his desk with

pointed to the floor in front of him

did what he asked and when I was near, looking up

He crouched down.

he said, "The sight of you on your knees cools the raging part that had

thumb brushed my

I am waiting

will I

I swallowed and

my lips and

I inched up and got in his