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 the office,

arse so hard you won't sit for a

so casually, so calmly it made a cold shiver

and tried again, "We

on my lip as I wanted to yell

a whore you need to

not my wife that I would consider the

closed my eyes against the

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

Name your prize."

I gritted my teeth and yet

Five years.

Almost six.

I haven't felt his

me that would change, he would make sure of it that

"A hundred."

tub of ice-cream for Anna,

would help lift

gone back home at midnight, I had found her

felt warm to

worried and was unable to sleep because my little angel was coughing

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

the day

had at least relaxed her enough

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

she would be delighted to have ice cream and

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

each of them had similar oddities that were endearing to

but like her father Anna responded well

felt an equal measure of sadness and

had something to do about it then he wouldn't

have a part of him that loved me back

Unconditionally.

eyes narrowed and then

his hand in his pocket, he brought out his wallet and pulled out a hundred dollar bill then put it

fingers shook as I unbuttoned my

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

and it felt like I would

"On your knees."

down on my

the things I

frowned but he

speaking and I fumbled for

almost forgot that I

"Crawl to me."

looked up he was standing by his desk with

the floor in front of him and

asked and when I was near, looking up at

He crouched down.

nor rough as he said, "The sight of you on your knees cools the raging part

brushed

waiting for

I get

I swallowed and

my lips and

knees, I inched up and got in his