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."

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

name and I'll spank your arse so hard

so casually, so calmly it made a cold shiver

shut and tried again, "We are in the office,

on my lip as

is a whore

that I would consider the place to

body flush at his insult and closed my eyes against

more humiliation he added, "Oh, how can I forget

Name your prize."

I gritted my teeth and yet I could feel

Five years.

Almost six.

his touch, anyone's for that

make sure of it that by the end of this, whatever this was I would hate

"A hundred."

and a tub of ice-cream for

cream would help lift her

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

warm to the

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

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

chicken from the day before that caused the irritation in

her tonic which had at least relaxed her

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

like her father, she would be delighted to have

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

them had similar oddities

responded well to cold things instead

I felt an equal measure of sadness and

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

him that loved me back just as I had loved

Unconditionally.

narrowed and then

in his pocket, he brought out his wallet and pulled out a hundred

shook as

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

it felt like I would combust into smoke any moment

"On your knees."

dropped down on my

I would require for this

but he

and I fumbled for the tablet to

was relaxed and almost forgot that I was

"Crawl to me."

by his desk with his ankles crossed and

floor in front of

asked and when I was near, looking up at

He crouched down.

rough as he said, "The sight of you on your knees cools the raging

thumb brushed

I am waiting

will I

I swallowed

lips and hardened as I

I inched up