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

arse so

calmly it made a cold

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

my lip as

whore is a whore you need to learn your

wife that I would consider the place to

my eyes against the memory where once we

how can I forget you won't do

Name your prize."

gritted my teeth and yet I could

Five years.

Almost six.

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

me that would change, he would make sure of it that by

"A hundred."

ice-cream for Anna, for once we would

ice cream would

When I had gone back home at midnight, I had found her

warm to

my little angel was coughing up all

the slightest bit of discomfort to my daughter made me mad with worry and I was praying all night that she wouldn't get

the day before that caused the irritation

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

delighted to have ice

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

of them had similar oddities that were endearing

well to cold things instead of hot when she suffers from fever

felt an

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

part of him that

Unconditionally.

narrowed

he brought out his wallet and pulled out a hundred

shook as I

One.

Two.

Three.

"Stop."

I stopped.

it felt like I would combust into smoke any moment now with how

"On your knees."

I dropped down on my

down the things I would require

frowned but he

speaking and I fumbled for the tablet

was relaxed and almost forgot that I was on my

"Crawl to me."

desk with his ankles crossed and held the dollar bill

to the floor in front of him

what he asked and when I was near,

He crouched down.

sight of you on your knees cools

brushed

am waiting for

I

I swallowed

dropped to my lips and hardened as

I inched up