Blackmailed For Love

Chapter 28: I don't feel anything

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.

searched for a lie and blurted out, "Its a holy thread my mother gave

lips twitched in derision, but at last he

in

he let out an unamused

receiving end of the cruel fate like he

didn't

against his seat

"A car will be waiting for you and your mother at

will take you to the doctor I had made

you all the things you need to know about your

and replied with all

"Thank you."

you come to my

that with a suggestive tilt to his lips and even as my belly tightened, I

from him and said, "What

have the day

He waved his hand.

"It doesn't matter."

it matters

to return to Kaden and

there where I could get money from his perverse pleasure

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

sir, but I want to

for you to become some sort of benefactor to

He chuckled.

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

and my heart squeezed with our shared

way, you don't have to

for

I pointed between us.

affect my work and also I don't need for you to pay for everything

do

where you were on your

words felt like pinches on my

I glared at him.

what I

to be beholden to you

that fûcking tone before

growled his fingers curling

inhales and exhales and then said,

also, I don't want you to

like your wishes matter to

you want

and instantly clamped my lips shut when I realized

not then what,

as he

"No."

met his eyes head on and added, "But then all you'll get will be an unresponsive broken

you to

his throat and in one swift movement he grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me out of

who

breath fanned my cheek as

"Because that can't be.

me more

broken until I

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

use that word

the inside of my cheek, not looking

as tense as a bow string before it shot an arrow in the heart of a poor

your large Lapte 1000 teel anything blue eyes

my little

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