Chapter 2
“Is she going to die, Lolo? She keeps saying she’s going to die” your ten year old self asked him, you two were sitting on the top of the mountain, this was your favorite spot at the center. You could see everyone from up there
“Hey sweet buttons look at me” you looked at him, the mention of the nickname gave you butterflies, you didn’t even understand what this feeling was at the time. You were just a child, and he definitely treated you like one, but out of every person at the center he was your best friend, he was so much older than you but you knew he was your friend and you wanted to be his best friend forever. Sister Natasha said you had a crush on the big man and maybe when you get older he’d have a crush on you too. You hoped so.
“Your mother is not going to die, don’t listen to her alright?” He ruffled your hair with his hand as he gave you a smile so you smiled in return but the thought always worried you..
“But what if she does Lolo, daddy hates me already, where will I go? I don’t want to be like Sister Natasha” Your eyes teared up so he held your hand in his to comfort you.
“You’d never be like them I promise okay? I’ll take care of you, forever, I would never let him touch you"
"Pinky pomish?” You sniffled and you watched his eyes tearing up.
“Pinky promise sweetheart"
That’s when you woke up from the dream, you have been having this same dream for as long as you could remember, the line between reality and the dream has gotten blurred several years ago, you did remember this Loki from your childhood and the one that came back to you wasn’t the same.
But you did remember him like this, you remembered the center, Sister Natasha, your mother and father, you knew that the moment at the top of the hill had actually happened.
You sighed as you got out of bed, he wasn’t there but you heard the commotion in the kitchen, so you quickly freshened up and showered..
"Good day to smell like you mister Lolo” you mumbled as you squeezed a dollop of his body wash on your palm, you were obsessed with him you knew that, you didn’t need a third person to tell you that, but you also knew that he cared about you. Even if the way he showed the care was downright damaging at times, you couldn’t help it, you loved the hurt and the pain that came with it, it affirmed that you were his for life, he’d never leave you alone in this world.
As long as that man was still out there he’d never let you get out of his sight.
As you came out of his room, wearing just one of his t-shirts, he glared at you. Your butt was barely covered in it.
“Feeling brave today are we?” His voice was strict like a teacher as he spoke to you. You stepped inside the kitchen, it was an open space that one could see from the living room, the apartment wasn’t that big, it was a simple two bedroom apartment in LA but you loved it, you two were living here for the last two years. Your arms wrapped around his waist from behind and you placed a small kiss on his bare back, his hair was dripping wet from the shower.
“Good morning to you too” you whispered softly so he turned around and picked you up effortlessly, a gasp escaped your throat as he wrapped your legs around his waist and walked you towards the counter to make you sit over it.
“Did you prepare your lines?” He asked you softly, he wasn’t always mean to you, that’s why it was so hard for you to despise him when he was indeed harsh with you. Infact you have come to enjoy that side of him too, everything about him turned you on but then there were moments like this where you did see the Lolo that was your friend.
“Mmmmm..we both know I’m not going to get it"
"Don’t say that"
"You take me to these auditions and I always get so close but then you won’t let me compromise” he got clearly upset as you said that.
“That’s how you want to succeed, hmm? Want to be the whore to all those bald middle aged men in the business?” His voice was harsh, he gripped your hair in his fist to pull your head back, hard enough to sting but not enough that it was painful.
He clearly remembered the first time he had done that, you had just turned 19 and you two had gotten into an argument. He was furious, you had gotten so close to him that he had to grip your hair to pull you away from him, he had let go of you immediately though.
His eyes were burning with tears, how could he touch you like that? He never would have touched you like that again but to his surprise you didn’t flinch, you moaned instead, that was the incident that had assured him that the time in the orphanage had changed you, you were a grown up woman now, a woman with carnal sexual needs.
You were no longer the innocent sweet buttons that he knew all those years ago.
“No dadddy sorry” you apologized but the smirk you had on was an indication that you didn’t mean it at all,
“Why do you piss me off first thing in the morning hmm? Do you enjoy this?” His fingers scratched your scalp to soothe the stinging and you wanted to purr like a kitten.
Your arms wrapped around his neck and you hugged him tightly, he sighed deeply at the action.
“Sorry ..for real this time, I don’t want to be a whore, at least not theirs” he tried to pull you away as soon as you said that, he knew where the conversation will lead to, you’d talk about wanting to be his stupid little slut, he’d allow you to hump your body against him like a cat in heat for a moment and then he’d pull away to keep you both frustrated all day long. Much to his dismay you kept your grip on him tight and you took the conversation to a different route
“Thank you for always protecting me from them"
He took a deep breath as you said that, he hated this field of profession that you had chosen, there were predators all around wanting to prey on you, you didn’t have any connection in the industry so it was easier for them to exploit you but this is what you wanted to do so he was fulfilling your wish, however he won’t let them exploit you, he’d never allow anyone to hurt you like that.
He pulled you away with a little force this time and kissed the top of your head before he decided to finish making that breakfast.
As you reached the studio where the audition was being held, you saw at least ten other girls who were there to audition for the same part. It was a side character for a Netflix series but at least you’d be on camera and you’d have a job. You noticed how some of them were looking at your handsome agent, he was too good looking to just be working for you.
He could have been an actor or a supermodel himself, he got the opportunities as well whenever he was spotted by someone who wanted to capture him on camera, that body and that angelic face was made to be filmed, but he only did it when you two needed money and you weren’t getting anything to get you two by, whatever money you earned with small independent projects wasn’t enough or at least it wouldn’t be if you were managing the finances yourself, but he made it work, he took care of everything and you didn’t have to worry about anything. He also had a seperate savings account that he never revealed much about.
"Which one will you take back home?” You whispered in his ear and he glared at you but then he decided to indulge you.
“The one in the red, super hot isn’t she?” It was your turn to glare, he smirked as he looked at your face, the accent made his voice hotter, maybe you wouldn’t be so enchanted by him if he had a normal American accent. When it was your turn to go in he kissed the top of your head and wished you good luck. It didn’t take too long, they made you read a line or two and that was it, you already knew you weren’t getting to the final round of auditions. Bye bye to the reward.
When you came back he was already engrossed in a conversation with the girl in the red so you stormed out of there, he followed you immediately but you continued to sprint away so he grabbed your arm to stop you
“What happened in there?”
“Nothing as usual, I don’t think I’m going to get it” he sighed as you said that.
“It doesn’t matter, look there’s a party at the 5th Avenue by some guy named Tony stark, I just got us two invited"
You gasped as he said that.
"The Tony stark?" he raised his brows as you exclaimed.
"Am I supposed to know him?"
"Are you kidding me? He was a huge star in 90s, The Iron heart films? Remember? I talk about him at least once a month"
"No” you shook your head at the nonchalant response,
“Captain Jarvis?” You widen your eyes to remind him and it finally registered in his head.
“Ahhhh that” you have been a huge fan Of Tony stark, after initial success his films flopped and he started to produce instead but his character of Captain Jarvis in the Iron heart movies still lived in your heart.
He looked at your excited face and his heart felt warm but he didn’t allow it to come to his face.
In the evening you two got ready to leave, you had a glittering dress on to match the theme and he kept it simple, just a black button down shirt with a matching pant, it’s not as if he needed anything to stand out, his long hair was slicked back with gel, he had his expensive cologne on that made you want to curl up to him.
As he drove you two towards the venue, to distract yourself you tried to think about Captain Jarvis instead..
At the party he found his own entertainment, the girl in the red but he kept his eyes on you. It was a typical hollywood party. Drugs, sex, alcohol were open for everyone. You couldn’t help but stare at Loki as he moved against his flavor of the night, his hips rolled sensuously to the rhythm of the music. Why did he have to be such a whore?
You tried to talk your way around the party and finally he noticed you. Mr Stark. You felt as if your heart would burst out of your chest. His assistant Peter Parker came to you and he wanted to inform you that Mr. Stark wanted to see you in his private lounge upstairs. You looked at Loki but he was busy so you decided to rebel again,
“Oh my god I’m nervous" you mumbled nervously,
"Don’t be babe, you’re the lucky one tonight” he winked at you and you didn’t think much of the statement, you were just excited to see your childhood hero. You just hoped you wouldn’t embarrass yourself too much in front of him.
Loki looked around at the party to check on you and couldn’t find you anywhere, that made him lose his mind.
“Give me a sec darling” he pulled away from the woman in his arms, her name was Rita, she was a tall beautiful brunette, nothing compared to you but she was beautiful, but she wasn’t the type of girl he wanted to see again after the night, to think of it there were no women in the world he actually wanted to see for more than just a night, it would complicate things and he couldn’t afford that. You were his top priority, his only priority.
He called on your number as he was starting to freak out now but you didn’t pick up.
You were sitting next to Tony Stark on the couch, a bit too close, you told him all about your love for his films but you could tell he wasn’t interested, his fingers were caressing your arms and it made you uncomfortable.
“You want to be an actress, want to get in films?” He asked you so you nodded, he gestured to his assistant about something and you saw Peter taking everybody else out of the lounge, leaving just the two of you. As your phone started to ring you wanted to pick it up, you wanted to get back down there, you wanted to go see Loki, this didn’t feel safe but he grabbed your phone and placed it on the table.
“You are pretty” he said to you as he caressed your cheek with his thumb,
“Thank you Mr Stark” you responded politely but you knew what he was doing. You weren’t dumb.
“Unfortunately you’re not pretty enough, nothing stands out, you don’t really think you will be in movies with this average face huh? You have nothing special” Your eyes teared up as he said that, you had admired this man all your life and listening to him insult you this way wasn’t good for your self-esteem.
“But I can act and dance–"
He started to snicker at your naivety as you said that.
"Nobody cares, everyone can act here. Don’t worry I can help you baby, I’m looking for a fresh face for my new project” you nodded as he said that, you knew where this was going.
“I should go, ummm I –” you didn’t even finish your words before he had grabbed your arm so you started to scream but it was futile, the music was too loud. He started to force himself on you but before he could harm you any further the molester was dragged away, you opened your eyes to see Loki punching the crap out of Mr stark, his bodyguards intervened to attack him so you got in between and tried to cool down the situation, if you really had to work you couldn’t have been on their bad side, these people ruled the industry.
Loki suddenly grabbed your arm and took you out of the party, he was extremely furious not just with Stark but also due to your own carelessness.
“Told you to not get out of my sight, you’re such a dense girl” your eyes teared up as he snapped at you.
“I just wanted to meet him, maybe you should have come too but hey wait a second, oh yess you were too busy grinding against that whore out there” you yelled at him too and it only made him angrier, he grabbed your arms and pulled you closer to him, your body pressed flat against him. You could see his chest heaving up and down because of how furious he was.
“Don’t you dare talk to me like that, you hear me baby?” he raised his voice further so you shut down, you didn’t want to upset him, he was worried you could tell.
“I am–"
"Get your fucking rump back in the car"
As soon as you got in he drove towards the apartment, this didn’t go well obviously. You felt hurt, so hurt. At the end movies weren’t real, the men behind those characters weren’t the same, they were awful sometimes, it still hurt though, you’d never be able to watch his movies again without thinking of this incident, you just hoped Loki won’t get in too much of trouble for this.
He dropped you home and then he was gone again, he came back with that girl in the red and then he fucked her senselessy in the living room, didn’t even bother to take her to his room, you knew he was doing it on purpose.
"Aannh ohhh yesss goddd lokiiiii..fuck me yeahhh” you heard her screechy voice moaning his name over and over again and that bothered you alot. You wanted to be that girl underneath him.
“Cum for me baby, that’s it, there you go yeah" You wanted to be the one he’d speak with like this.
"Arggggghhhh” you let out a little scream of frustration.
Once she was gone, you stepped out of your room and glared at him, he was making tea, he had just showered, the pants stayed loosely hung below his v-line, you noticed the red pulsing scratch marks all over his back and chest that his whore had left behind, the hickeys from the last night were still there.
“You are.. such an asshole” you yelled at him and he chuckled in response, but then your teary eyes and trembling lips managed to destroy the facade momentarily. It has been a rough day for you, he didn’t want to hurt you further.
“Come here” he used his index finger as a gesture but you didn’t listen to him so he poured the tea in the cup and walked towards you, he grabbed your arm with his other hand and made you sit down on the couch, after placing the cup on the side table he grabbed your chin to make you look up at him, your eyes were brimming with tears
“You got assaulted by the man of your dreams Captain Jarvis and I am the asshole here hmmm?” His thumb wiped your tears, his voice was soft but tinted with mockery. He grabbed the cup of tea and made you sip on it before he placed it down again. You didn’t deny, he could make you sip on poison and you knew you’d take it gladly.
“He said I’m not pretty enough to be in movies” you sniffled and his jaw clenched. How dare that asshole say that to you?
“And you believed him?” He asked you so you nodded in response. You didn’t actually believe him but you wanted Loki to think that you did “Tch look at you..So silly, you’re so silly..such a silly silly girl” he cupped your cheeks as he talked down to you as if you were five, his thumbs brushed gently over your cheekbones
“Is he wrong?” He hummed in response as you questioned him, you placed your knees on the couch so you could wrap your arms around his neck, he closed his eyes as your fingers trailed over the scratch marks she had left on him.
“You think I’m pretty daaaddy? Do you find me pretty?” You whispered in his ears and he chuckled. Clever little minx. He knew what you were doing so he grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you a little away from him.
“Next time use this pretty little head and think before you get out of my sight at such parties you hear me? You do remember what I did with you last time, right?” Ohh How could you ever forget?
“Mmm you punished me"
"And I won’t hesitate to do it again "
The threat didn’t have the effect he was going for, you had enjoyed the punishment instead and you had wanted him to punish you again.
"Sorry daddy I’m sorry pleasee”
“You should be, say it again, apologise and maybe I’ll forgive you” he whispered as he placed a soft kiss on your cheek, you wanted to melt right there in his arms. He was so mean and manipulative but that didn’t make you want him any less.
“I am..so sorry daddy.. please forgive me”
“Good fucking girl” he picked you up in his arms like a rag doll and he took you back to your room, then he put you down on your bed.
“Stay here, I’ll be back with dinner"
He was almost out of the door before he turned around to speak again, his words took your breath away and there were several different reasons for it.
"Ohhh forgot to tell you about the call from the casting director, you got in for the final round… I guess you deserve that reward afterall"
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