Blackmailed For Love

"Elsa! My name is Elsa!"
"See, was that so difficult?"
He grabbed my shoulders and said, "And we should be more than friends because my name is Kristoff?"
He waggled his brows, looking comical.
I burst out laughing and pushed at him.
"You don’t know anything.Elsa married Jack Frost not Kristoff.Anna, her younger sister, married Kristoff."
"Oh."
He looked disappointed and then slung an arm around my neck and said, "Wel] then, we can't marry you say, but we can be
friends"
He was cut off by a deep rich voice coming from the door.
"Kristoff."
We both turned around and I watched the man standing in front of me.And he was all man.
Bigger than the boys at my previous school, bigger than my father— who seemed like a giant when he hit my mother, bigger
than Kristoff.
And as my eyes landed on his face, I realized he was handsome too, He had rich brown hair, almost black and his eyes were
grey...
No, green.
I couldn’t tell from where I stood.I took an involuntary step toward him in my bid to know the correct shade of his eyes, but
thankfully Kristoff's voice stopped me.
He grunted and grumbled, "How did you find me?"
"We need to go to the doctor’s, right now."

The man’s words were sharp and cold.
I shivered at his deep voice and how he ordered Kristoff.
But Kristoff didn't move, he said, "We will go later, right now, I’m talking to my future wife."
With that he grabbed my arm.
I shrugged him off and stood to the side so I could look at these two strangers and said, "I am not your anything and why are you
still here?"
"I told you—"
Kristoff began, but the big man with a handsome face interrupted, ‘I don’t have time for this."
He entered the room and walked toward Kristoff purposely.
The look on his face made me nervous and I remembered how my father hurt my mother, I quickly darted between them and
held my hand up.
My palm pressed into the middle of his chest, he froze and then his eyes dropped down to me.
In that moment I wished I was anywhere but there, because I knew that was the moment my life as it was, changed.
That moment when our eyes met, his grey with green rings in them and my deep blue like the depth of oceans as Mama called
them, our world stopped and rearranged.
"Remove your hand."
He said it so low that I would’ve missed it if not for standing so close to him and if my eyes weren’t fixed on his mouth.
I swallowed and licked my lips.
It felt like my bones had stuck in place as I slowly moved my hand down.
Even though his cold eyes made me nervous, I said, "Don’t hurt him.I won't let you hurt him."
At first he frowned and then he smirked.

"What are you gonna do, little girl?"
"Stop you?"
Why did it come out as a question? The smirk became more pronounced.
"How?"
I didn’t like his amusement at my expense, I said, "I will fight you.I know how to hit a man where it hurts."
His eyes blinked for a few seconds as if I had stunned him and then he dismissed me as his gaze went to the boy behind me,
and finally I could breathe.
"Come." He said to Kristoff.
Kristoff grumbled under his breath.
I said, ‘You don’t have to go with this man.And if he’s troubling you, you can complain about him to your parents."
Kristoff's eyes crinkled and then he laughed.
And laughed.
I glared at him, not understanding what was so funny.
He chucked me under the chin and said, "You are funny, and sweet, my new friend."
I wanted to stomp my foot again, this time on top of his.
He said, ‘Don’t worry.He won't hurt me.He's Kristian, my big brother.It’s his job to keep me safe."
My eyes widened and I looked from him to the man who was already turning around and exiting the small cottage.