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."

find anything,

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

it made a cold shiver run down

clamped my lips shut and tried again, "We

down on my lip as I wanted

a whore you

wife that I would consider the place

body flush at his insult and closed my eyes against the memory

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

Name your prize."

and yet

Five years.

Almost six.

I haven't felt his touch, anyone's for that

sure of

"A hundred."

able to buy groceries and a tub of ice-cream for Anna, for once we would have a bellyful

cream would

midnight, I had

had felt warm

and was unable to sleep because my little angel was

with worry and I

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

had at least relaxed her enough so

to work today and

would be delighted to have ice cream

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

had similar oddities

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

and sometimes I felt an equal

something to do about it then he

that loved me back just as

Unconditionally.

eyes narrowed and

his wallet and pulled

fingers shook as

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

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

"On your knees."

down on my

down the things I would

but

and I fumbled for the tablet

the time he finished, I was relaxed and almost forgot that I was on

"Crawl to me."

up he was standing by his desk with

floor in front of him and said,

he asked and when

He crouched down.

rough as he said, "The sight of you on your knees

thumb brushed

am waiting for

I get

I swallowed

lips and hardened as I said, "You

up and got in