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."

his eyes and when I didn't find anything, I

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

it made a cold shiver run down

tried again, "We are

bit down on my lip as I wanted to yell

is a whore you need to

are not my wife that I would consider the

at his insult and closed my eyes against

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

Name your prize."

teeth and yet

Five years.

Almost six.

haven't felt his touch, anyone's

he would make sure of it that by the end

"A hundred."

tub of ice-cream for Anna, for once we would have

would help

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

had felt warm to the

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

to my daughter made me mad with worry and

leftover chicken from the day before that caused the irritation in

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

to work today and I could spend my time with my angel and

to have ice cream

and stubborn creatures that each of them has a part of

had similar

cold things when ill, but like her father Anna responded well to

I felt an equal measure of sadness and

something to do about it then he

of him that loved me back just as I had loved

Unconditionally.

His eyes narrowed

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

fingers shook as I unbuttoned

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

bra was showing and it felt like I would

"On your knees."

down on

I would

frowned but he

started speaking and I fumbled for the tablet

finished, I was relaxed and almost forgot that I was on my knees

"Crawl to me."

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

floor in front of him and

did what he asked and when I was

He crouched down.

gentle nor rough as he said, "The sight of you on your knees

thumb brushed my

I am waiting

I get

I swallowed

my lips and hardened as I said, "You

knees, I inched up and got in