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, "We are in the

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

it made a cold shiver run down

and tried again, "We are in the

down on my lip as

whore you need

that I

at his insult and closed my eyes against the memory

how can I forget you won't do anything unless money is on

Name your prize."

I gritted my teeth and yet I could feel my body giving

Five years.

Almost six.

haven't felt his touch, anyone's

sure of it that by the

"A hundred."

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

cream would

had found

had felt warm to

my little angel was coughing up all night and clinging

mad with worry and I was praying all night that

the day before that caused the irritation in her

I had given her tonic which had at least

I had this money, I wouldn't have to go to the diner to work today and I could spend my time with my angel and take care

she would be delighted to have

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

of them had similar oddities that were

ill, but like her father Anna responded well to cold

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

I had something to do about it then he

have a part of him that loved me

Unconditionally.

eyes narrowed

and pulled out a hundred dollar bill then put it down

fingers shook as I

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

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

"On your knees."

down

down the things I would require

frowned but he didn't

speaking and I fumbled for the tablet to not miss

was relaxed and almost forgot that I was

"Crawl to me."

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

pointed to the floor in

he asked and when I was

He crouched down.

"The sight of you on your knees cools the raging part that had been seeking

brushed my

am waiting for

will I

I swallowed

my lips and hardened as

I inched up and got in his