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."

and when I didn't find anything, I asked,

my name and I'll spank your arse

calmly it made a cold shiver run down my

tried again, "We are

lip as I

a whore you need to learn your

wife that I would consider

and closed my eyes against the memory where once we had promised

I forget you

Name your prize."

teeth and yet I could feel my body

Five years.

Almost six.

I haven't felt his

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

"A hundred."

be able to buy groceries and a tub of ice-cream for

would help

I had gone back home at midnight, I had found her curled up on the sofa coughing and

had felt warm

because my little angel was coughing up all night

discomfort to my daughter made me mad with worry

day before that caused

at least relaxed

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

her father, she would be delighted to have ice cream and her cold

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

similar oddities

her father Anna responded well to cold

was all him and sometimes I felt an equal

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 out a hundred dollar bill then put it down on the

as I unbuttoned my

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

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

"On your knees."

I dropped down

down the things I would require for this

frowned but he

speaking and I fumbled for the tablet to not

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

"Crawl to me."

his desk with

to the floor in front of him and

what he asked and when I was near, looking up at

He crouched down.

said, "The sight of you

brushed my

waiting for the

will I get

swallowed

and hardened as

inched up and