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."

didn't find

spank your arse so hard you

casually, so calmly it made a

tried

down on my lip as I wanted

is a whore you need to learn your

wife that I would consider

my eyes against the memory where once we had promised forever

just to add more humiliation he added, "Oh, how can I forget you won't do

Name your prize."

teeth and yet I could feel my body giving

Five years.

Almost six.

I haven't felt his touch,

he would make sure of it that by the end

"A hundred."

a tub 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

warm to

because my little angel was coughing up all night

my daughter made me mad with worry and I was praying all night that

was the leftover chicken from the day before that caused the irritation

had at

I wouldn't have to go to the diner to work today and I could spend my time with my angel and take

she would be delighted to have ice cream and

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

had similar oddities

people hate cold things when ill, but like her father Anna responded well to cold things instead of hot when she suffers from fever or

all him and sometimes I felt an equal measure of sadness and happiness that she

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

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

Unconditionally.

His eyes narrowed and then he

he brought out his wallet and pulled out a hundred dollar bill then put it down on

fingers shook as I unbuttoned

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

front of my bra was showing and it felt like I would combust into

"On your knees."

dropped down on

I would require for

frowned but he

speaking and I fumbled for the tablet to not

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

"Crawl to me."

startled and when I looked up he was standing by his desk with his ankles

to the floor in front of him and

and when I was near, looking up at

He crouched down.

cupped my face, his fingers neither gentle nor rough as he said, "The sight of you on your knees cools the raging part

brushed

I am waiting for the

will I get

swallowed and

to my lips and hardened as I

inched up and got in his