BLACKMAILING THE BILLIONAIREUpdated at Mar 19, 2026, 02:00
You will have to warm my bed every single night. You will always be available for me. And during this period, you will not come into contact with any man.”Anderson states his conditions coldly, his voice filled with authority.“I’m not in a relationship with anyone, so I won’t be sleeping with anyone except you. You can trust me on that,” I reply quietly.“Oh no, darling. I’m not talking about that,” he says with a dangerous smile as he steps closer to me. “You will not talk to any man or come into contact with them as long as you are my mistress. You see, I’m a bit possessive of my things.”“I’m not a thing. I’m a human being, not an object,” I protest.“Doesn’t matter now. Your body is my property for the entire month,” he replies carelessly.“As I was saying, you will be my mistress and work for me in this office at the same time. You’ll be my personal secretary make coffee, fetch my lunch, and handle whatever I ask.”He pauses before adding coldly,“And one more thing, waitress. I hate disobedience and disrespect. Make sure there’s no trace of that when you appear in front of me. Or else, I’ll make you hate your existence.”He threatens as if he owns the world.Who does he think he is… God?I nod reluctantly to his unfair demands. It feels more like slavery than a deal.But what other option do I have?