Chapter 1
“Arch your back babe, that’s it, you look fucking sexy’” you followed the command and heard the flash going again. Truth to be told you felt exposed, you were shooting for a small time magazine cover, wearing a skimpy little bikini and your photographer Seth couldn’t stop giving you instructions.
“We need better shots, Fix her makeup” you took a deep breath as you got a break of five minutes. Your eyes fell upon Loki, he was on a call with someone, the gray t-shirt he had on today made him look super scrumptious. But he was like a forbidden fruit that you never got to consume. He won’t let you. He was mean like that.
“Why do I keep doing this to myself” you mumbled under your breath so the woman fixing your makeup looked at you.
“You said something?” Her name was Samantha, you had met her just this morning but you could tell she was into him, of course she was, you have never met a woman in the past four years who wasn’t at least a tiny bit attracted to the main object of your fascination.
“Nopeeee” you smiled at her politely, after she fixed your makeup, the flashes started again, the photographer made you sit on your knees but something about the pose didn’t click with him so he walked towards you and lowered the straps of your bra down that’s when your angry young man, Loki intervened.
“What are you doing, we talked about this before” He asked Seth making you bite on your lower lips, he looked so hot whenever he was angry. Especially whenever he was angry because of you or for you. You knew he was just trying to protect you from the exploitation but you always felt that there was more to it or maybe it was just the wishful thinking. It didn’t really matter.
“What happened man?” Seth asked him nonchalantly and Loki’s jaw clenched.
“She’s not going to get bloody naked for your camera you hear me?” He squatted down to your level and pulled the straps up, you smirked as you looked at him, it was bad enough that you were scantily clad in that awful bikini, he didn’t want these people to have your nipples on display for the whole world too.
“Don’t fuck this up, we need the money remember” you whispered to him in a way that always made his blood boil and rush to his cock at the same time, he glared at you intently.
“Shut up baby and get back to posing, yeah? This is what you wanted right?” He was angry, so angry. He never called you baby unless he was either furious or too emotional, you didn’t get to see the latter side more often or ever really. The acting business didn’t really come easy, you were giving auditions, you got a few commercials here and there but the meatier roles sometimes came with a huge price and as long as you had him as your agent you knew he’d never allow you to sell your soul like that.
“Okay dadddy dearest” you puckered your lips to give him an air kiss, that only pissed him off further.
The relationship you two shared wasn’t exactly normal, you had a history together, he wasn’t your boyfriend but you two lived together, he took care of you and fulfilled all your needs. All except the one. He won’t fuck you, he had vowed to never sleep with you, that would complicate things and he had promised your mother to never let you get out of his sight.
The interaction you just had with him only made you want to act out more so you rebelled, and the moment you saw the makeup lady Samantha whispering into his ears and him smiling at whatever she said to him, you only got more upset. He was so toxic but you loved the burn he gave you, this game that he played so well kept you hooked, there were times where you two had gotten so close to fucking each other’s brains out but he controlled himself, he’d find a distraction and he’d ignore your existence. That’s how he dealt with you and you felt jealous, so jealous of the women he’d bed every now and then but at the end you knew it was you he’d come home to, you two lived together and he would never ever leave you.
“Are you two together?” Samantha asked him so he chuckled
“Not at all darling, she’s a responsibility”
“I know about her..I mean I read about it when it happened” he looked at her curiously as she hinted towards your past. He wished she would have stopped talking right then but she was nosier like everyone else “You got out of that awful place and got away..what brought you back to her?” His jaw clenched as she questioned him.
“Honestly I don’t see how it’s any of your business?” he told her sharply, his voice had a hint of annoyance. He wasn’t trying to be rude but he hated it when people acted as if they knew you two or what you have been through, only he did, he knew you since you were six and the past that bound you two together had shaped him into the man that he was today, you were his top priority even though he didn’t treat you like one at times.
The moment he returned into your life , you had just turned 18 and officially gotten out of the orphanage. He knew you were taken by him, and he didn’t really hate the attention but he didn’t want to complicate this relationship, he made a promise to your mother and he wouldn’t let anything come between it, especially not the so called vapid emotions like love.
Besides he was older than you, he was ten years older than you so he treated you like a child instead. You were 22 now and It was hard at times for him to ignore you, in last four years you had driven him crazy with your constant puppy like tantrums, you didn’t leave a chance to seduce him and he wasn’t any different but he knew where to draw the line and when to deny you the treat you so badly craved from him, and whenever he would put you back to your place you’d act out, like you were doing right now. Flirting and giving eyes to that photographer, acting unnecessarily sensuous than you needed to for this crappy photoshoot.
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to offend you”
He looked at the woman practically salivating over him so he stopped thinking about you and decided to drive his attention towards her instead.
As soon as the last shot was taken he walked towards you and draped his jacket around your half naked body then he grabbed your chin to make you look at him.
“Are you done being a brat hmm?”
“I did nothing” you smirked at him and you could see him biting his cheek with his teeth. You loved riling him up this way. “Get dressed up and come back in five alright?” He told you strictly so you nodded, he took Samantha and you out for dinner then he took you both home, he was louder than usual as he fucked her, he was trying to show off that he wasn’t available and maybe punish you for the tantrum during the photoshoot. You really wanted to barge into his room and ask him to shut up but you put the headphones in and blared the music instead to drown the sounds of his moans.
After an hour or so you heard his bedroom door closing with a force so you stepped out of the room, you found a furious looking Samantha storming out of the apartment as quickly as she could, that made you smile. You stepped inside his room and he wasn’t there, he was in the shower, you heard the water running, the room smelled of sex so you picked up his cologne and sprinkled it all around, then you changed his bedsheet, you even changed the pillow covers, you didn’t want any imprints of that woman left behind in his room. Alas, the big blue hickey she left on his chest wasn’t something you could have changed or fixed
“What do you need y/n?” He asked you as you gawked at his towel clad dripping form shamelessly, the long hair he had differentiated him from the crowd, you were always into his boyish looks when you were a kid, he was your first ever crush, but when you saw him years later he had transformed into the sexiest man you could have ever dreamed of. You could count every little muscle of his shredded physique.
“Mmm how was the sex with Samantha?” you asked him as you sat down on his bed, the tank top and the shortest shorts you had on was another attempt to entice him, he could read every little move you ever made to enchant him, it never really worked on him. Well, that was a pure lie actually, he knew that, it did work on him but he was good at deflecting the attention unlike you, you couldn’t hide your attraction even if you tried.
“None of your business is it? Go to bed, you have an audition tomorrow” He removed the towel off his waist and you had to bite on your lips again to stop the loud gasping noise you were about to let out. On one hand he wanted you to stay away and on the other hand he did stuff like that, you had seen him naked a plenty of times because he was shameless like that, he knew he was chiseled perfectly and he never shyed away from showing it all off especially in front of you, you groaned internally as he pulled the boxers up his shapely legs, he didn’t stop there, he put on a trouser as well, much to your disappointment.
“I want to sleep here dadddddy” he glared at you as you said that, you laid down on his bed and he shook his head, he remembered the first time you had called him that really well, it freaked him out but slowly he warmed up to the name, you were just trying to rile him up, you were nothing but a horny little brat at times.
“Suit yourself, I’ll sleep in your room” you sat up quickly as he said that, your eyes teared up at the callousness, he wasn’t having any of it today it seems.
When he saw your mopey little face he sighed. That was his very own kryptonite, he couldn’t watch you like that but he didn’t want to show you that your tears affected him in such a way, you’d use it to its full potential if you had any clue.
He towel dried his hair before he climbed into the bed next to you.
“I’m too tired to deal with your insolent behavior tonight ” you were still in the sitting position so he gripped your hair in his fist making you moan in response then he pulled you down slowly, placing your head on his strong biceps. Your eyes couldn’t avoid the hickeys she had left behind so you trailed your fingers at the marks. He pulled the duvet over your bodies and you snuggled into him, getting as close as you could. Thank God he had allowed himself to take the edge off with Samantha or he’d be thinking about your bodies pressed against each other so intimately all night long.
You placed your head between the crook of his neck and inhaled deeply, his scent was a mixture of lemongrass combined with his own sweetness, that always comforted you but it also rushed the blood down to your nether region. This wasn’t normal, you knew that, he knew that too, as the mature one in this living arrangement he should have stopped you from indulging with him in such a manner but he loved keeping you hooked like this.
He never claimed to be a good guy after all.
As long as you were clinging to him he knew he’d be able to keep you safe and protected, he can’t do that from a distance or if you were to see some other man, he didn’t trust them with you, you were too naive and impressionable so he kept you under his complete control. Emotionally, mentally, physically, he wanted you to stay obsessed with him so you’d never even think of leaving him, he wanted you to thirst for him but he never wanted to give into your desires either because once he did that he knew you’d lose whatever interest you had in him.
“No funny stuff you hear me?” He whispered in your ear so you hummed in response, your hold around his waist only got tighter. He felt your fingers caressing his skin.
“Okayy daddy I promise” you mumbled softly and it made him smile.
“Good girl, sleep now, bag this audition tomorrow and I’ll reward you if you’re good for me”
Now you had to ace it by hook or crook. You had to earn the reward. You didn’t even care what the reward was, you just wanted to be his good girl.
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