Blackmailed into being yours...

Chapter eight

Chapter eight - dinner

Holding his hand as we stepped into the limo. Silence as we sat in the back, he only looked at me slightly and I felt like something was wrong. Leaning over his lap as I press the button to make the screen go up.

"What's wrong?" I ask looking up at him.

"Nothing." He smiles at me before his smile turns into a smirk as he sees me in front of him on my knees,"what you planning? "

"Nothing baby cakes." I smirk as I slowly pull down his fly.

"No." He says removing my hands and lifting me up and sitting me back down.

I'm glad it is relatively dark right now because right now I want to cry. At times it feels like a normal relationship other times it feels like he's toying with me and getting a laugh from it.  Sniffling back a few tears as I turn away from Tobias. I'm tired. I want to go home. I want to wake up and this be some horrible nightmare.

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"Wake up Clara." He pokes me in the side as I rub my eyes and stretch.

When did I fall asleep? Well at least it wasn't real for a little bit. Eventually he manages to coax me out of the car and get me sat in the restaurant where it is loud, warm and a perfect place for him to belong along all the rich beautiful clothing. And the beautiful people.

We walk straight past the long line for reservations as he and I sit down at a nice cute couple table. Those green eyes are looking deep into mine as he smiles at me.

"What would you like to order?" The voice startles me causing to jump slightly.

"Try not to scare my date." Tobias snaps at the waiter, who simply smiles back.

"What drinks would you like this evening?" He asks.

"Dom pèrignon please and two glasses." Tobias reaches over the table slipping my hand into his.

The waiter leaves the table and he holds my hand up bringing it to his lips to kiss it. Breathing out a slow breath as he leans over and goes to kiss me but I move away. Grabbing my chin a little more roughly than intended- I hope. I hope he's not one of these I'll spank you and you'll call me daddy types, wouldn't be too bad.
Would it? Gently his lips brush mine before I push forward a little to kiss him. It's like fireworks. That perfect moment in all movies that you imagine when he pulls away he smiles just as the waiter comes back to pour our drinks.

He orders the food completely ignoring me and my tastes in food, he could have taken me to Macdonalds at least I would have been happy. Just before we're about to eat he smiles at me as he pulls my free hand away to his where he places a small velvet box in it. Just as I notice he is leading me away from my plate of deliciously expensive food, standing on a stage. So that all of the people can marvel at us.

Looking down at him as he gets down on one knee with the box in his hands smirking.

"We've not known each other long but it feels like I've known you forever and that's why I want to spend forever and always together Clarissa. My Clarissa I want to make you mine and we'll start by marriage. Will you do me the greatest honour of marrying me?" Finally opening the box to reveal the ring.

Gasping as I look at it, I don't want to know to the price that comes with it... Wait I already do. An involuntary marriage. Staring at him as his green eyes sparkle and I manage to muster up the courage to say the words,"yes." Crying as I feel the tears fall down and I wave goodbye to my freedom.