Blackmailed For Love

Chapter 43: A Losing Battle 

Elsa 

Kristian kept his hand on my lower back like he was preventing me from running away as we stepped inside the elevator.

I watched as he pressed the button for his penthouse and then entered the code.

When his arm slipped around me and he leaned into me, his chin resting on my head, I felt like it was more him trying to lean into me than keeping me pressed into his side.

When we reached his penthouse and the elevator doors opened, Kristian pulled me with him.

My eyes took in the dark tones of his place accentuated only with grey highlights.

Even in the dim light coming from above the sprawling stairs, and the shimmers that were courtesy of the New York skyline, I could see that his penthouse was luxurious and richer than the apartment I was living in.

There was a gap between the tall buildings in front of the floor to ceiling windows that would allow him a perfect view of sunrise.

It was huge, classy and even though it was furnished to a T with dark wood furniture, glossy marble and thousands of dollars worth of carpet that looked better than the sheets I used to sleep on till now, I felt like it lacked in warmth.

The place looked empty that even the art and crystal vases couldn't fill.

"Come." Kristian started to tug me toward the stairs.

"Wait!"

I tried to jerk away from him but he was gripping my wrist too tightly, either he didn't realize it in his drunken haze or he was intentionally hurting me because I was sure he would leave bruises behind in the shape of his fingers.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked as he tugged me toward the stairs.

I followed behind him or unless I got dragged across the floor.

"I want you in my bed." He said as he pulled me up the stairs.

"No.Wait!" He ignored me as he almost lifted me up the last two-three steps.

with you, Kristian… Please,

me

girl.I never had to force you in the past and

why am I here?" I questioned, trying and failing to not fell in those dark grey

want you to be here." He said and then he picked me

I squeaked, holding tightly to

He slapped

you

was flying down and landed on the most cloudy

then he was on me, a knee on the mattress,

was too close,

scent engulfed me and how freaking beautiful he looked with

I whispered and I made a mistake of placing my palm on his smooth,

side of his chest to

and he leaned down, making my legs fall apart on their own

familiar and

soft skin where my neck met my shoulder.I squirmed beneath him as he licked my sensitive flesh before he trailed kisses up to my ear and then

He paused.

pull him down and demand that he give me the kiss

problem was where Kristian was considered I could never hold back or have control on what my

control better than I could ever be.He had been always a battle that I could never win.He was my losing battle.And just like always, a glutton for punishment, I slipped my arm around his neck and lifted my head as I pressed my lips to

body and his tantalizing scent that was messing with my mind but

forced my lips open with his tongue, taking control after I gave in.I tasted

and desire.He slipped his hands over mine, his fingers entwining with mine as

a prominent

that I had felt in his office while he

mouth, my legs wrapping around his waist as I felt my pussy

someone pulled me out of a warm blanket and thrust me outside in

blinked my eyes open and found him on his back beside me with his eyes closed.I looked at him with wide eyes that sure

be here.Just here beside me.I

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