Blackmailed For Love

 I'm not a wh.re I don't know how long it took me to come back to but passing out didn't help my headache.It was still throbbing like someone had hit me with a sack of bricks.

And then I remembered what had caused me to faint and I guess it was more like a load of past that hit me at the back of my head and rendered me unconscious.

Also, it just gave me a glimpse of how my future would unfold if I didn't manage to get out of here.

I peeked through my lashes, barely opening my eyes and saw him right away.

He sat behind the matte brown desk, writing something on the file that was open in front of him.

But what gave me a pause was that there on top of his nose were resting rectangular shaped spectacles.

I wanted to open my eyes so much and check him out especially those shoulders, they looked so wide and spectacular in that suit jacket.

And then I almost screamed out as his deep voice vibrated around the small office and tickled me like a feather as without looking up from his file he said, "I know you're awake."

I stayed there on the sofa, realizing belatedly that he must've put me here when I fainted.

My eyes once again went to him, this time on his fingers that effortlessly grabbed a pen as he wrote, his thick wrist that paused and he said in his cold voice, "Sit up, Elsa, or I'll make you."

My insides shivered and without wasting a second I sat up.I guess they were right when they said old habits die hard.

Because once upon a time I had followed his every order without him repeating it.I was a good girl.

His good girl.

I closed my eyes as I dealt with the sudden head rush, taking deep breaths I sent up another prayer to the God above.

Please, make this a dream- no, I mean a nightmare.

"Open your eyes, Elsa.You wishing for it won't make me disappear."

"You never know, mil— miracles happen."

I could stop them, except that

silence fell loudly, the swish-swish of his

eyes to see him putting the cap on the pen- at one time those long and blunt fingers had touch pleasure and also

file and placed

removed his spectacles from

then finally his eyes came to

the green rings in

when

eyes looked at me like I was the

and take

are

feel his gaze on me so

one of the chairs in front of his desk, I finally met his

He arched his brow.

you doing here?

in New York?" I

really want me to

voice lowered to a dangerous level, making me straighten in my chair because I

worthless, money hungry whore should stay behind closed doors out of the public

him, I betrayed

I couldn't even come clean, no matter

won't forgive me because Kristian Aaron wasn't a

anything for you but if by bad luck you managed to gain him as an adversary he'd smash you down into bits and pieces

like that and I loved it when he used his coldness

tell him, because I knew what would happen

and said, "I am here for a job.I need

for not making me

stopped conning rich men for their

up from his chair and every fiber of

And he didn't disappoint.