Blackmailed For Love

Chapter 42: In the same bed

My mother was back home.

She was feeling a little drowsy from all the medicines but no one woul even guess that from how Anna and her Gammy had greeted each other.

One would think that instead of just a day they had been separated for a month.

1 I smiled as Anna regaled her grandmother with all the details of what she did downstairs with Bianca.

was pleased to know that my daughter had hit it off with her babysitter, who was really a nice girl.

"Come on, it's time to go to bed."

I said as I stood from the chair I was sitting on while my little angel went on and on about the new friends she made.

Walking to my mother, I kissed her forehead and whispered, "Good night."

I looked at my daughter and said, "Tell Gammy good night and come here."

Anna pouted even though she was blinking hard and there was exhaustion in her eyes.

"But, Mama, I missed Gammy." Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

"And, she will be here tomorrow.

Come on, then…"

I rounded the bed and held my arms open for her.

She pouted but turned to her grandmother and kissed her forehead.

"Good night, Gammy."

"Good night, my angel."

My mother replied, caressing her head in a loving gesture.

Anna stood up on the bed and padded toward me.

I engulfed her in my arms and she said, "You know, Mama I'm too big now."

I kissed her cheek, pretending to eat her soft cheek.

She let out a high pitched giggle and I said, "My angel will never be too big…"

1 She circled her arms around me and laid her head down on my shoulder.

I could feel that she was going to fall asleep in the next ten minutes.

When we reached the bedroom, I made my way straight to the bathroom.

I sat my angel down on the counter and said, "It's brush time."

Without saying anything, she held out her hand for her toothbrush like the good girl she was.

It was when we both were sliding under the covers and she had her face buried in my chest, she asked, "Mama, can I ask you something?"

"Yes, baby…"

I caressed her dark hair, marveling at the gift god had given me even though most of the time he ignores my prayers, I will always be grateful for her.

She looked up and met my eyes.

The greys that had looked at me with dark desire and betrayal in them just this morning were exactly the same as hers but hers were filled with innocence and love.

"What is his name?"

1 I didn't even have to know who she was talking about, I knew the answer.

Whenever she talked about a 'him', it was her father she wanted to know about.

I licked my lips and replied, this time with the truth, "Kristian."

She closed her eyes and nodded.

She went back to pressing her face into my body and asked her next question, "Will I ever meet him?"

My arms tightened around her and I replied, "Soon, baby."

"Good night, Mama."

She said and looked up to kiss me.

I puckered my lips and brushed it to hers.

"Good night, my angel."

Even though I felt exhausted my eyes refused to close and fell asleep, all I could think about was him as my mind played out what had happened in his office like some dirty reel.

I couldn't forget the look in his eyes.

He had looked so furious and vulnerable like he hated how much I had hurt him and how much I still affected him.

And then he had held me in his arms, cared for me until he had gone back to being an arsehole.

I closed my eyes only for them to pop back open when my phone indicated an incoming text.

I turned around without jostling the little angel attached to me and picked up my phone.

When I unlocked it, his text appeared on the screen.

"Open the door."

My eyes widened at the three words on the screen.

I wondered if I should reply to him.

If I didn't, he would think that I was asleep and go away.

But another text came just then, "Open the door or I'm going to ring the doorbell and stand here until you open it."

My fingers shook as I quickly typed back my reply, "Are you insane? It's close to midnight.

My mother just fell asleep.

Go away."

"I am waiting."

I gritted my teeth and looked at the sleeping angel by my side.

Carefully, I slid out of the bed and tucked the blanket around her small body.

I picked up the robe from the chair and pulled it on over my camisole and shorts.

I went out into the hallway and made my way toward the door.

I peeked through the peephole and yup there he was.

"Open the door, little girl.

I know you're standing right behind this door."

I sucked in a breath at his deep voice and the way he said it.

"Little girl…"

Oh god.

Licking my lips, I cleared my throat and said, "Mom is sleeping.

I can't let you in."

"I don't want you to let me in…"

Then, "Not in your apartment."

A soft scoff which made me frown in confusion.

He was talking oddly.

"Come on, little girl… I want to take you upstairs to my penthouse."

When I didn't reply, he slapped his hand on the door, it wasn't loud but it made me jump all the same.

"Little girl?"

1 I fumbled to unlock the door or he would start banging loudly and wake up both the other residents in the apartment.

When I opened the door and my eyes fell on him, I was rendered speechless.

Kristian was standing there without a shirt, wearing only low hung pajamas looking like he had just walked out of the bedroom half asleep.

"What are you doing here, Kristian?"

I asked, "And why are you not wearing-"

I ended up on a gasp as his strong arm circled my waist and pulled me closer into his chest.

"Kristian!"

2 "Hush… We don't want your mother to wake up, do we?"

He questioned, nuzzling my cheek and I smelled alcohol on his breath that answered his late night, odd appearance.

"Kristian, you are drunk."

I said, trying to free myself from his tight hold.

He shook his head.

"Not yet.

I'm just a little buzzed…"

He smiled, and I lost myself in that smile for a moment.

He looked so young and loving with his dark hair a mess on his head and those grey eyes brighter than I had ever seen.

He cupped my face and said, "I couldn't sleep.

Then I started thinking about you and now I have to have you."

? "Kristian… You should go back to your place."

He shook his head.

"No."

Looking behind me at my apartment door, he said, "Maybe we should go inside, if you're not coming with me."

"No.No, no."

I held his hand and tugged him towards the elevator.

"You need to go upstairs to your apartment."

He cupped my face and slammed his lips on mine.

I didn't get to participate as he kissed me and controlled my mouth with his.

Pulling away only so he could say the words, "I am not going anywhere.

I want you to be with me in the same bed, it doesn't matter if it's yours or mine."

And then he kissed me again.

1 I felt my legs going jelly as he sucked on my tongue and then caressed the insides of my mouth before he pulled my bottom lip between his teeth and licked it, nibbled on it, making me go crazy.

It took everything in me to pull myself out of his grasp and place my hands on his chest to push him back instead of caressing the muscles that were on full display.

I licked my lips, tasting him.

I said, "You need to go, Kristian."

"I am going to stay here if you won't let me in or come upstairs with me."

1 I could see it in his eyes that he meant each and every word.

He was drunk and it might've mellowed him enough that he wasn't angry at the moment but I could see that he had made his decision and he wouldn't leave without me.

1 When I turned around from him, he grabbed my wrist.

His fingers tightened for a moment and then he said, "You said you'll do whatever I want.

I am giving you time to explain to me why you betrayed me, all you have to do is to be there when I want you."

Sober Kristian wouldn't have said that.

He would've just ordered me and insulted me.

I didn't look at him as I said, "I need to lock the door."

Slowly his fingers loosened their hold and he let me go.