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."

eyes and when I didn't find anything, I asked, "We are

arse so hard you won't sit

casually, so calmly it made a cold shiver run down my

lips shut and tried again, "We are in

bit down on my lip as I wanted to

whore you need to

are not my wife that I would consider

and closed my eyes against the memory where once we

how can I

Name your prize."

and yet I could

Five years.

Almost six.

his touch, anyone's for

something told me that would change, he would make sure of it that by the end of this, whatever this was

"A hundred."

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

ice cream would help lift

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

warm

my

made me mad with worry and I was praying all night that she wouldn't get worse and fall

from the day before that caused the irritation in

I had given her tonic which had at least relaxed her enough so

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

to have ice cream and her cold will be

and stubborn

similar oddities

well to cold things instead of hot when

all him and sometimes I felt an equal measure of sadness and happiness that she

something to do about it then

that loved me back just as I had loved

Unconditionally.

eyes narrowed

pulled

shook as

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

undone, the front of my bra was showing and it felt like I would combust

"On your knees."

dropped down on my

the things I would require for

frowned but he didn't

I fumbled for

almost forgot that I was on my knees with

"Crawl to me."

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

to the floor in

when I was near, looking up at

He crouched down.

neither gentle nor rough as he said, "The sight of you on your knees cools

thumb brushed my

am waiting for the

I get

swallowed and

lips and hardened as I

up and got in his