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 anything, I asked, "We are in

spank your arse so hard you

calmly it

shut and tried

my lip as I wanted

A whore is a whore you need to learn your

that I would

eyes against the memory where once we had promised forever to

how can I forget you

Name your prize."

and yet I could feel

Five years.

Almost six.

his touch, anyone's for

change, he would make sure of it that by

"A hundred."

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

ice cream would help

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

had felt warm

so worried and was unable to sleep because my little angel

worry and I was praying all night

it was the leftover chicken from the day

at least relaxed her

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

she would be delighted to have ice cream

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

had similar oddities that were endearing

father Anna responded well to cold things instead of

I felt an equal measure of sadness and happiness that

had something to do about it then he

him that loved me back just

Unconditionally.

His eyes narrowed and

hand in his pocket, he brought out his wallet and pulled

as

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

bra was showing and it felt like I would combust into smoke any moment

"On your knees."

down on

down the things I would require for

frowned but he didn't

speaking and I fumbled for the tablet to

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

"Crawl to me."

when I looked up he was standing by his desk with his ankles crossed and held the dollar bill between

to the floor in front

asked and when I was

He crouched down.

"The sight of you on your knees cools the raging

brushed my

am waiting for the

I get

swallowed and

eyes dropped to my lips and hardened as I said, "You

my knees, I inched up and got in his