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."

words were out before I could stop them, except

silence fell loudly, the swish-swish of his pen on paper

my eyes to see him putting the cap on the pen- at one time those long

now closed the file and

those fingers of his removed his spectacles from

his eyes

with the green

rings encompassed his eyes when he

eyes looked at me like I

here and

have a little chat, starting with why the fuck are you I swallowed and gathered my strength to stand

feel his gaze on me so I

of the chairs in front of his desk,

He arched his brow.

day now, Elsa, what are you doing here? And why are you

be in New York?"

me to

dangerous level, making me straighten in my chair because I knew the next thing he'd say

is.A worthless, money hungry whore should stay behind closed doors out of the

I betrayed him and

come clean, no

because Kristian Aaron wasn't a forgiving type.He

to gain him as an adversary he'd

was cold like that and I loved it when he used his coldness at those who hurt

reason that I couldn't tell him, because I knew what would

"I am

god, for not

Already stopped conning rich men

fiber of

And he didn't disappoint.