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

my name and I'll spank your arse so hard

so calmly it made

my lips shut and tried again, "We are in the office,

on my lip as

A whore is a whore you need to

that I

felt my body flush at his insult and closed my eyes against the memory where once we had promised forever to each

can I forget you won't do

Name your prize."

teeth and yet I could feel my body

Five years.

Almost six.

felt his touch,

he would make sure of

"A hundred."

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

cream would

midnight, I had found her curled up on the

had felt warm to the

and was unable to sleep because my

mad with worry and I was praying all night that she wouldn't

leftover chicken from the day before that caused the

I had given her tonic which had at least relaxed her enough so

had this money, I wouldn't have to go to the diner to work today and I could spend

delighted to have ice

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

similar oddities that

people hate cold things when ill, but like her father Anna responded well to cold

him and sometimes I felt an equal measure of sadness and

had something to do about it then he wouldn't ever know

because I still have a part of him that loved me back just as

Unconditionally.

His eyes narrowed and then

wallet and pulled out a hundred dollar

as

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

was showing and it felt like

"On your knees."

I dropped down on

I would require

but

for

almost forgot that I was on my knees

"Crawl to me."

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

in front of him

when I was near, looking

He crouched down.

he said, "The sight of you on your knees cools the raging part that had

thumb brushed

waiting

I

I swallowed and

dropped to my lips and hardened as

knees, I inched up and got