Robert Downey Jr Novels & Stories

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

It was now the moment to get his hairline carved to perfection. A few minutes later, a charming man dressed in a tuxedo walked up to her. “Hello,” Mike said to her casually. When she raised her head, her jaw dropped instantly. She didn't expect the beggar to suddenly look good. His jawline was chiseled to perfection and his eyes were deep enough. His rusty hair was clean and trimmed properly. His beards had been reduced to just thin lines running through the corners of face to align below his jaw. He smiled at her, sweeping her out completely.

"I thought you would've chosen Mean Girls instead." I chuckled, and shrugged my shoulders. "Well Channing Tatum and Dave Franco are in these movies. They're amazingly hot!" A deep growl rumbled through his chest and that caused me to laugh hysterically. "You're cute when you get jealous." I pinched his cheeks but he pulled away. "Okay, love birds. The movie is starting. So shut up!" Daniel yelled towards us. Aaron didn't take that lightly because he tried to get up but I pulled him down.

Our usual set up was, I would introduce myself to his business associates if they needed anything from me, a coffee maybe, a pen or whatever they needed. ‘’You’re hiding a gem in your office, Devin” the old man named Mr. Ruso spoke, his eyes taking over my body from head to toe and licked his lips disgracefully. “Can I have a dance with you, Ms. Green.” He looks like a dirty old man and my hand around Devin’s biceps tightened, but Devin pressed my hands gently, again.

DOMINIC "Hi sweetheart. How are you today? Do you want to make two thousand?" Yurik grinned into the phone while scooting towards the opposite end of the table. He was side eyeing me and I glared at him, immediately shutting my laptop. We were the only two in the boardroom and he better not be talking to who the fuck I think he's talking to. "Two thousand cash yes." He said nodding his head. "That was a fucking joke! You wouldn't need to sell any of your body parts." Yurik yelled and leaned back into the chair spinning around before looking up at the ceiling in frustration.

“I’m Ronan Lombardi—the last living heir of the Lombardi family. The same family your husband tried to wipe out. I also run the organization your mother devoted her life to… the same one you promised to serve, whether you liked it or not.” He bent down so we were eye level, brushing my hair aside and trying to force me to look at him. “Maddie, your loyalty should be to me, not to your husband. I’m the one in charge now. Your mother gave your life to our cause.”

“This isn’t an act of pity. I am just helping an old friend. It's the only way I can have you as close as I can. “ “I googled you. “ She blurted, making me smirk. She had been thinking of me too. Good. “I found nothing on you. “ I walked closer to her and leaned into her ear, “My name is not something you will find in any magazine or online article. I hate attention hence why I am a silent businessman. “ The biggest fucking gangster in New York had no business appearing in a simple fucking G****e search.

I wasn't mad. "This is a terrible idea," I exclaimed loudly enough for Axton to hear, but he ignored me. My boots crunched on the gravel as we headed to another building containing offices. The place was another world of its own. Uniformed staff occasionally walked past us, bowing in respect. While we waited for the doctor, Axton whispered words of encouragement to me. "You're not exactly the poster child for trustworthiness," I muttered under my breath. We finally met the specialist, Dr. Johnson, and I was taken aback by his appearance. He seemed insane himself, with discolored teeth, long unkempt mousy hair, and a matching long beard. He wore a black and white striped shirt and matching go

Why is he so irritated this time? When Mr. Johnson exits the elevator, I'm surprised. He's young. Well, younger than I imagined. I mentally thank myself for dressing up a bit more today. He is tall, with blonde hair cut just above his shoulders, blue eyes, and a thick beard. Based on his size, I can imagine his physique underneath the suit. I stand up to greet him. He is almost as big as Ryan. "Mr. Johnson! Good afternoon!" "Good afternoon!" He quickly looked me up and down, making me blush. "Follow me. Mr. Ryan is waiting," he nods.

I nodded. “Thank you for that. Have you found out anything yet?” He shook his head. “No, Felix and Cornelius have been working on it.” I looked at him confused. “Why are they working on it?” He looked over at Lynn and she nodded at him. “Jensen, Cornelius is the Don of the Roman mafia. He is the reason why we were able to save you.”