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."

out before I could stop them, except that

swish-swish of his pen on paper

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

the file and

sexiest thing, those fingers of his removed his spectacles from his nose and put them beside the

finally his eyes came to

greys with the green rings

his eyes when he was fierce

eyes looked at me like I was the bug he wanted

here and take

have a little chat, starting with why the fuck are

moment but I could feel his gaze on me so I forged

seated in one of the chairs in

He arched his brow.

are you doing here? And why

I be in

want me to

voice lowered to a dangerous level, making me straighten in my chair because I knew the next thing he'd

whore should stay behind closed doors out of the

I betrayed

couldn't even come clean,

won't forgive me because Kristian Aaron wasn't a forgiving type.He never does

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

when he used his coldness at

that I couldn't tell him,

said, "I am here

god, for not making me

rich men for their

fiber of my body tensed up, waiting

And he didn't disappoint.