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."

find anything,

arse so hard you won't

it made a cold

tried

on my lip as I wanted

a whore you need to learn your

I

his insult and closed my eyes

"Oh, how can I forget you won't

Name your prize."

gritted my teeth and yet I could feel

Five years.

Almost six.

felt his touch,

I didn't… But something told me that would change, he would make sure of it that by the end of this, whatever this was I would

"A hundred."

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

ice cream would

midnight, I had found

warm to the touch

was unable to sleep because my little angel

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

the leftover chicken from the day before that caused

at

to go to the diner to work today and I could spend my time with my angel and take care

she would be delighted to have ice cream and her cold

the most strange and stubborn

each of them had similar oddities that

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

I felt an equal measure of sadness

about it then he wouldn't ever know

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

Unconditionally.

His eyes narrowed

pulled out a hundred dollar bill then put it down on the

fingers shook as I

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

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

"On your knees."

down

down the things I would require for

but he

for

he finished, I was relaxed and almost forgot

"Crawl to me."

standing by his desk with his ankles

the floor in front of him and

did what he asked and when

He crouched down.

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

thumb brushed

I am waiting for the

I get

swallowed and

dropped to my lips and hardened as

I inched up and got in his