I want you to keep it (DracoXreader) 18+ smut

Chapter 34

It was a voice I almost thought I'd forgotten. Like a rabbit in head lights I kept my eyes locked on Draco, but my heart froze over quickly and sunk down the giant pit in my stomach that had just cracked open. Draco gently tilted his head in the group's direction "Robert how rude of you to interrupt" then he tugged at my waste pulling me up straight but still tight at his side. I was terrified to look but when the man spoke again I couldn't stop my eyes from flicking to the bottom of the stairs where he was stood.

His forgotten eyes pierced straight into mine with a stare that nailed my mouth shut "what a pleasure it is to see you again y/n" Robert smirked like he'd planned this all along. I straightened my posture and held my head up high when I spat out a strong "I wish I could say the same, father" i saw the muscles on his jaw clenched his teeth together "now now y/n that's no way to speak to me is it. Have some respect girl" he laughed causing the 2 men behind him to laugh, but Narcissa who stood next to him fluttered her eyes about trying to find the right words to say in such a speechless moment.

Luckily for her Draco spoke while starting to guide me down the stairs to great them "Robert you never mentioned you had such a divine specimen for a daughter. Maybe it is you who should show some respect to the woman who is to share the Malfoy fortune with me one day, do you not think?" I tossed his words into a draw in my mind to deal with later. My father stood stunned when we reached the last step and our feet touched the same floor when I swore they never would again "my apologies Mr Malfoy you see I always knew my daughter would end up as someone's Whore some day I just never expected any gentleman to be so taken with her" he laughed again then turned heading for the drawing room, the two men in toe.

Narcissa grabbed my hand and pulled me from Draco walking me slowly to where the men were heading and stopped Robert in his tracks with just her voice "Mr Anderson! I must remind you that you may be my husbands party guest but y/n here is my families house guest so I would expect you to not miss treat my dear y/n in anyway while you are with in my walls. I understand you seem to have troubles with her else where but you do not bring them into my home is that clear?" Narcissa hand lovingly squeezed mine as Robert looked at me then laughed while nodding his head and entering the drawing room.

We all knew Narcissa wasn't in control of anything in that room but I think she was hoping her warning would make him ignore me at least. She then turned to me "I apologise y/n I had no idea Robert was you father if so I would have done everything in my power to exclude him or you from tonight" I smiled weakly at her then she turned gracefully floating up the stairs.

Dracos eyes weighed heavily on me almost as much as the silence did. My eyes darted the floor searching for something, I'm not sure what, maybe i was looking for something to say but nothing came to mind. Calmly I took a resting breath and let myself return to Dracos face "I know I can't go in alone but you can, I left something in your room I'll be back in two minutes" gently I let my lips peck his and I faked a smile weekly for his sake.

Once I was back in the safety of our room it felt like the hold on my wind pipes had finally released. Quickly rummaging through my things I found my guilt in the form of a small pink pill. I couldn't keep this act up in front of my own father with out it, I had to be quite, submissive, a sexual object that Draco calls on when he pleases. With my father there I'd be tingling with rage about to explode.

Throwing the pill the the back of my throat I swallowed dry. I blew a breath of relief out my lips then straightened my posture and shut the door behind me once I'd made it to the corridor.

I could feel my hands shaking so I quickly balled them into fists and slowly as I could made my way back to the drawing room.

Every step on the tilled corridor felt cold even through my heels. The stairs seemed to be never ending and I was hoping that the tiles I stepped on before the drawing room door would swallow me up. To my disappointment they didn't.