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."

I didn't find

I'll spank your arse so hard you won't sit for a

said it so casually, so calmly it made a cold

clamped my lips shut and tried again, "We are

as I wanted to yell

whore is a whore you

my wife that I would consider

at his insult and closed my eyes

I forget you won't do anything unless money

Name your prize."

I gritted my teeth and yet I

Five years.

Almost six.

his

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

"A hundred."

of ice-cream for Anna, for once

ice cream would

had found her

had felt warm

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

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

from the day before that caused the irritation

had given her tonic which 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

be delighted to have ice

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

had similar oddities

things when ill, but like her father Anna responded well to cold things instead of hot when she suffers from fever

an

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

I still have a part of him that loved me back just as I

Unconditionally.

His eyes narrowed and then

out his wallet and pulled out a

shook as I

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

bra was showing and it felt like I would

"On your knees."

dropped down on

down the things I would

frowned but he didn't

for the tablet to not miss

the time he finished, I was relaxed and almost forgot that I was

"Crawl to me."

standing by his desk with his ankles crossed and held the dollar bill between his

the floor in

when I was near,

He crouched down.

"The sight

thumb brushed

waiting for the

will I

swallowed

eyes dropped to my lips and hardened

knees, I inched up