Robert Downey Jr Novels & Stories

The night passed with a lot of appreciation before ending in Julian's warm arms. • • • • The next day began with new challenges. Wade is broadcasting his show for the second day—the response is greater than yesterday. On the other hand, I launched my new show, A Coffee with a Celebrity. I had invited my first celebrity to the show. Robert Downey Jr. is one of my favourite actors of all time. I was so happy the moment I saw him. And also, I shook hands with him. Everything is going fine. "You are looking so happy!" Samuel muttered while giving me a coffee cup in my hand.

I ask, confused. “I told them I own an Aston Martin,” he says. Of course he did. “And I was wondering if I could borrow it.” “Not on your life,” Jaden replies. “Cool, cool. Could you drive me back and pretend to be my chauffeur?” “Hell no!” “Please, man. It’s been almost two days since I’ve had sex.” He’s ridiculous. “Dude, I just met you tonight,” Jaden says. “And I’ll be your best friend for life. Come on.”

Detective Joha slammed and started to make his way towards the house. "Damn! You jerk…He never listens to what I say…" Captain Depay cursed. "Nice ass chicks sure sounds nice though…" He swallowed. It is only but Detective Joha's overzealousness that would get him killed one day. He however followed him as it would be foolish to turn back now. Detective Joha pressed the doorbell and after a few seconds a man came out. Uncle Bob. Uncle Bob's brows twitched up. It had been a while they had someone press the doorbell ever since his niece dissapeared. His teeth clenched at the thought of it.

However, one thing that I noticed about this individual was that he had many females lurking around him and they were all models. I knew that in the back of my mind, there is still this small voice stating that I could never beat a model when it comes to a man since they are paid for their looks whilst I'm not. However, I didn't get much time to think about this daunting idea that I still had as I was interrupted by my nan and a woman next to her who looked around the same age as my mother. "Nipotina dear, I would like you to meet Iris, she is the wife of Arron McKinley who you may know as the previous CEO of McKinley Enterprise." My Nan introduced this sweet lady to me, and I knew I recogni

We needed answers. "That was Mr. Dechart and his men. He's a billionaire who is involved in criminal activities. I owe him $100,000 but I don't have the money." Questions came to me at once. Why was dad involved with this man? Who was he? Why was he doing this? "How did you get involved with him?" Hunter asked and we sat down in the chairs facing dad.

He staggered backwards and crouched to the floor as his ears rang. Then he turned towards the familiar voice. "You almost killed me, Greg!" "I didn't mean that," Greg said. A man in his mid-fifties. He had greying hair and dark eyes. He was of average height and he donned a white lab coat that was reaching his knees and under it, he wore blue jeans and a plaid short-sleeved blue shirt. Greg, also known as Dr. Greg, the latter was the term he was often referred to as. He was a research doctor and a friend of Governor Silas.

"Have we met before?" "Yes. A long time ago, but you were too young to remember. Do you think you have seen me somewhere?" he asked with a smile. This man was what most people would call "Matured wine." He was a handsome old man with his white pepper hair. I nodded, and he chuckled. "I'll show you where you have seen me." He walked ahead of me, and curiosity got the better of me. I followed him to a table that had a wide mirror above it.