An arranged marriage with the devil {Robert Downey Jr.}

what the f..

previously:
He grabbed my hand, putting it on his erection
"All yours"
I didn't know what to do, so he unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the floor followed by his underwear.
"on your knees"
I knew i couldn't protest like last time, so i dropped to my knees, and got it all in my mouth in a second.
He grabbed my head, poking my throat with his long member.
I sucked it, liking his tip at the same time.
He let go of my hair, and got out of my mouth.
"Food is probably ready. Let's go."

**
During lunch it was like he was a total different person. He was actually interested in my life and in my feelings, asking me all type of questions. It was actually a nice brunch...expect the part where he spanked me and forced me to give him a bj.
but that was nice too
Just thinking about it made my lady parts tingle, so i had to press my thighs together.
what the fuck was happening to me?
"So what grade are you in in school?"
"I'm a senior" i said, while he ate and i just stared at him.
"what's your favorite subject?"
"drama" i said, i think he almost smiled.
Then finally he looked up, and he stared at me.
"what's the matter? you don't like the food?"
i just shook my head, looking down
"i'm not really hungry.. i'm sorry"
he shrugged
"What do you wanna do next year? i mean, after school"
i shrugged
"I've never thought about it actually.. it was never a possibility for me to go to college, it's too expensive"
He looked like he was gonna tell me something, but then the waiter came in, so he cleared his throat and started speaking to him
"We're all done here."
The waiter smiled, Robert stood up offering me his hand, and i accepted it.
He led me towards the exit, waving to everybody. I guess he didn't have to pay because he was the boss.
"what do you wanna do now?" he asked me, putting on his sunglasses as we walked to the car.
I was taken back, didn't expect him to give me the possibility to choose something.
"Can i go home and visit my sister?"
He looked at me, but then got in the car, so i followed him.
"Are you sure you wanna do that? Isn't it gonna be.. you know.. like painful?"
I sighed
"yeah, but i miss her."
He turned on the car, leaving the parking
" for 10 minutes ok?"
i nodded.
The drive to my house was about 15 minutes, which was kinda of awkward because we sat in silence.
Sometimes i glanced over to him, he really was handsome.
"Here we are. Please just 10 minutes, or i'll come looking for you"
I nodded and got out of the car.
As i was waking to my old front door, i felt my arm being pulled.
He turned me around, pushing me towards the side of his car.
His lips crashed into mine, while his body was leaning on mine.
It was a quick kiss, no forcing his tongue, or touching private parts.
Just a kiss.
My cheeks flushed, he stepped away from me, a smirk on his face.
"Go" he said to me, his tone low and husky.
I walked confused to my house.
Did i fucking enjoy that?
I rang the bell, and almost immediately my mom opened.
"oh my god, Alethea!!" she said, her arms almost immediately around my neck.
"hi mom, is cindy home?"
she nodded, and let me come inside.
"Al" i heard a little girl scream, then i saw her run towards me.
I played with her for 10 minutes, they seemed like 5 seconds though.
"cindy" i tried catching her attention while she played with her dolls
"cindy baby i have to go"
she looked up to me, her eyes big and sad.
"ok Al, when will you come back to play?"
i shrugged as i got down to kiss her forehead
"in these days, i promise"
"be good, i love you" i hugged her tight
"bye mom" i said, seeing her already in front of the door
"Is he... is he good to you?"
I just looked at her, hugged her and walked out of the house back to the car.
I sat in the car, and wiped a tear that was escaping my eye.
Robert turned to me, almost concerned?
"I told you." he said, turning on the car.
"you're still not ready. I will not let you come back till you are"
"when will that be?" i asked, sniffling
"a month, or two"
"are you fucking crazy?? My little sister relies on me, i cannot disappear for 2 fucking months"
"you should really watch how you speak to me" he said, his jaw tight.
"i will not wait two months to see my sister"
"if i tell you so, you will"
"you are not my fucking boss."
"watch it" he growled
"i'll do whatever i want"
In that moment we arrived home, and i regretted everything i said.
He slowly got out of the car, and walked inside.
I walked behind him, knowing i was in big trouble.
I entered the house after him, heading to the stairs but then
"wait" he ordered
i turned around, he was laying against the counter in the kitchen.
"You just disrespected me" he said, his eyes dark, his jaw tight
"i-" he interrupted me
"go to your room before i get crazy" he mumbled, his hands gripping the counter really hard.
i walked to my room upstairs, closing the door behind me and falling on my bed.
I stayed there for a bit, but then heard a door slam.
I walked out of my room, towards a door i imagined was robert's.
I knocked and entered.
He was sat on his bed.
He looked at me, then he lowered his head and i heard him sniff something.
I looked at him, when he got back up i understood it was cocaine.
"Yes?" he said, sniffing another line.
"I-I" i couldn't finish my phrase, i was shocked from what i saw.
"here, have a cigarette" he said, laying on his bed, his head on the wall behind him, and the cigarette between his lips.
I walked towards him, grabbing a cigarette as well.
"Lay here" he ordered me, as he continued slowly smoking.
I walked to the other side of the bed,
laid on it as well, my knees high and my head against the wall.
"I'm sorry about before" I whispered
He nodded, taking a drag from his cigarette
"do you.. do you do that often?" i asked him, referring to the drug.
He shrugged
"does it... hurt?".
He turned around to look at me, his eyes curious, the almost finished cigarette still between his pouty lips.
"Is there a reason for all these questions?"
"Drugs scare me" i whispered
"why?" he said, throwing the cigarette away in the ashtray in the middle of the bed.
"you're not in control of yourself"
"are you saying i'm not controlling myself right now?"
"no i mean... it's-.. it's like your demons surface up and you can't control yourself"
He laughed, shook his head and turned around to look at me. The smile already gone from his lips
"My demons come out if i don't do drugs"
I was taken back, so i nodded and continued smoking.
He sighed, turning to me, laying his head on my stomach, his arms wrapped around my body. I stiffened
"ts'okay" he whispered against my skin, making me have goosebumps.
He just laid there, not moving, not saying a word.
Then i fell asleep.

I woke up and was no longer in that room, but in mine, under the covers and alone.
I got up, opened the door and heard voices from downstairs.
I walked towards the stairs, and sat there, listening.
"you better fucking do what i tell you, or i'll shoot your brains out" It was robert's voice.
I got up, curiosity got the best of me.
I walked downstairs, still listening.
The voices came from the living room.
I got a glimpse at who it was.
Somebody was sat on a chair, robert was standing in front of him.
He had a gun in his hand.
"For the last time maxwell, tell me where the fucking money is" robert growled.
"Mr downey i swear, i don't know!"
Then robert shot this guy in the face, I let out a whimper.
Realizing he surely heard me, i ran towards my room and closed my door in silence.
After like 10 minutes, my door sprung opened.
"Alethea" his voice was serious and mad.
My back was to him, i was pretending to be asleep.
"Alethea, turn the fuck around" he said.
I turned to look at him, tears in my eyes.
"what did you see"
i shook my head
"you need to forget what you saw. Nobody can know about this."
I nodded
"Speak" he said, walking towards my bed.
I couldn't speak, my head was still filled with the sound. With the sound of the gunshot and the sound of the body falling to the ground.
"Alethea" he said, he pulled me up from my bed. Now i was standing in front of him, his body hovering over mine.
"you need to fucking promise to keep your mouth shut"
"I- I" I couldn't.
He fucking shot somebody.
"Speak" he growled.
"i'm sorry" i told him, and started crying.
His eyes got sweeter, he left my arm which he was gripping so hard.
he led me to the bed.
I laid on it, my back to him.
He laid on it too, he wrapped his arms around my body, his mouth next to my ear.
"i'm sorry, it's gonna be okay i swear"
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