Blackmailed For Love

As Kristian tugged me outside on wobbly legs in live inches heels, I silently took him in.

He was dressed in a midnight black suit that matched the shade of his tousled hair and the dark exp his face.

And for the same reason, he looked like a dark angel bent on destruction.

His eyes were two pools of murky grey, he was angry.

Furious.

As if it was my fault that that man had decided to come to me.

I wasn't going to pretend that I didn't know what it was.

He had said it himself and I knew it from experience.

As long as I had Kristian Aaron's attention no one was allowed to even glance at my direction.

It was like that in the past and apparently it hasn't changed now.

.

He said I was his property.

And I hated the little Elsa of fifteen years that still resided somewhere inside me that perked up at that statement.

Almost six years and she was still there holding a candle that flickered with hope.

I wonder when it will extinguish permanently.

A black limo was waiting at the end of the cobbled sidewalk.

He opened the door and jerked me forward.

I slipped in without wasting a second as I knew he wouldn't think twice before pushing me in.

Once I was settled, he slipped in and sat on the other side.

He pulled the door closed and ordered the driver to move.

A few seconds later the screen that divides the back from the front two seats was lifting up.

And suddenly it seemed the whole world fell apart and we were the only two people, encased in the dark luxury of limo.

His stormy grey eyes fell on me and he traced a fiery trail with his eyes from my bare shoulders, to on display cleavage to the slit that was giving an eyeful of my leg.

I steeled myself against the involuntary twitches of my body under his unnerving gaze.

He hadn't bothered to comment on how I looked and somewhere in my chest a tiny part of my heart that had belonged to him was disappointed.

"What's that?"

Before I could ask what he was referring to, he leaned forward and slipped his two fingers between the thread wrapped around my throat and my jugular.

While I was in the elevator, I had pulled the black stone back to my nape so it would stay hidden by my hair.

But now as he started tugging on it, I cursed myself for giving into my daughter's demands.

I gripped his wrist and his eyes flashed.

"It's nothing."

I watched as his jaw twitched and a nerve ticked near his eyes.

"I will decide what it is…"

"Please, sir… Don't."

He paused.

"Its a holy thread my

lips twitched in derision, but

in him,

say anything and he let out an

you weren't on the receiving end of the cruel

quiet, my throat tight because he didn't know that he hadn't been the only one

and sat against his seat

car will be waiting for you and

will take you to the

tell you all the things you need to know about your mother's

his eyes and replied with all the

"Thank you."

to my place later in the

that with a suggestive tilt to his lips and even as my

I looked away from him and

have the

He waved his hand.

"It doesn't matter."

it matters

to Kaden and how would I do that if

money from his perverse pleasure of humiliating me,

clothes, I would still need money for things Anna would need, for our daughter that he doesn't know about and

don't know if you understand this, sir, but I want to have

become some sort of benefactor to

He chuckled.

as if you have so much pride but we both know you lost it a long time

eyes gleamed and my heart squeezed with our

way, you don't have

would like to pay for my own things, I don't

I pointed between us.

for my mother's treatment to affect my work and

like to do

know where you were on

his words felt like pinches on my

I glared at him.

what

don't want to be beholden to you for every

before

fingers curling into fists by his

nose, long sharp inhales and exhales and then said, "I want my old

want you to disturb me in

talking like your wishes

if you want

threw back at him and instantly clamped my lips shut

"If not then what, little

knees as he asked, "Will you back out of

"No."

his eyes head on and added, "But then all you'll get will be an unresponsive broken girl that would do anything for

you to

he

that who

fanned my cheek

"Because that can't be.

me more than

until

trailed down my neck and outlined my collarbone before they dipped between the swells of my

don't fucking use that word with me

the inside of my cheek, not

twitched in a smirk, "You said, unresponsive, huh… I was as tense

your large Lapte 1000 teel anything blue eyes tell me everything

that my little girl is still there waiting for me to