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

the swish-swish of his

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

now closed the file and

his removed his spectacles from his nose and put them beside the

his

greys with the green rings

when he was fierce in his emotions, especially when

eyes looked at me like I was the bug

and take

fuck are you I

could feel his gaze on me so

I was seated in one of the chairs in front

He arched his brow.

what are you doing here? And why are you here in

can't I be in New York?"

want me to

my chair because I knew the next thing he'd say would hurt

hungry whore should stay behind closed doors out of the public eye."I closed

to him, I betrayed

clean, no matter what happened

Aaron wasn't a forgiving type.He never

by bad luck you managed to gain him as

loved it when he used his

couldn't tell him, because I knew

am here for

not making me muck

stopped conning rich

fiber

And he didn't disappoint.