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."

were out before I could stop them, except that

swish-swish of his pen

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

now closed the file and placed the pen on

those fingers of his removed his spectacles from his nose

finally his eyes came

greys with the green rings

eyes when he was fierce in his emotions, especially when out of

me like I was

and

the fuck are you I swallowed and gathered my strength

could feel his gaze on

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

He arched his brow.

are you doing here? And why are you

can't I be in

really want me to answer

straighten in my chair

closed doors out of the public

I betrayed him and

couldn't even come clean, no matter

me because Kristian Aaron wasn't a

to gain him as an adversary he'd smash you down into bits and

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

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

teeth and said, "I am here

for not

rich men for

from his chair and every fiber of

And he didn't disappoint.