{ Daisy }I walk into the house with my arms full. The first person who comes to my aid is Roger."Thanks, buddy," I say when he grabs the biggest basket, "I always think I'm stronger than I am.""You're strong, just not very graceful," he answers with a laugh as we walk into the kitchen. Roger is an older guy and most of the time he's quiet and serious, but once in a while I get him to crack."Oh, you still remember the incident with the peaches, don't you?" I ask and he lets out a laugh as he remembers the way I dropped some peaches, then I stepped on one of them and I almost break my ass when I went down. Roger watched the whole thing, I've never seen him laugh so hard."It's not something one can forget," he says with a little chuckle, then he places the basket on the counter, "You need something else?""Nope, this is it. Thanks," I say and he nods before leaving me alone in my domain. This kitchen feels more like home than my actual home. I swear I could move around and cook a wh
Trying to keep my heart into check and my clammy hands busy, I reach for a dessert. I ate enough as I was making them, but I still reach for a hazelnut, white chocolate and coconut parfait so I can taste the finish result all together. As soon as I take the first bite, I moan in delight because this might be the best thing I've ever created. I open my eyes and find Fidel's, studying me deeply. "You have to try this one," I say and I grab a new one for him. Fidel nods and heeds me, taking a spoonful into his mouth. I know he likes coconut, so I wait eagerly for his opinion. When he closes his eyes and makes a tiny noise of approval, I feel like I'm ten feet tall. When the dinner ends and everyone starts vacating the dinning room, I decide to stay and help Chelsea clean instead of moving to the living room with everyone else. Fidel invited me to, but I said no. I think that's crossing the line and it's the last thing I need. That would only make everything worse for my condition.
{ Fidel }The door to my office opens slowly as I'm trying to write an email. I've here for an hour trying to get my point across without sounding like I'm trying to fuck this guy over… even though I'm literally trying to fuck him over. "Sir, Miss Daisy is here to see you," Roger says. I take my fingers away from the keyboard immediately and decide this email can wait until Liam gets home, he's way better with his words than me. And I always have time for my Daisy. "Okay, let her in," I say and close the laptop. Then Daisy walks in. She's wearing one of her sundresses, the ones that drive me crazy. This particular one is yellow and down to her calves, but her shoulders are out and her cleavage is insane. God, she's trying to kill me, "Hey, Daisy. Is something wrong?"I don't think she's been in this office more than three times in all the years she has worked for me, so I'm a little surprised. "I want to speak to you," she says, not responding to my question. She points to the chai
Kit is really good at stalking targets and gathering information, so only a few hours after I gave him the order he already has enough information to give me."His name is Paul Kelley, he's a Wolf History professor at the university. He’s forty one years old. And I have his address... Daisy went to see him right after leaving here," he adds. I nod and lean back, trying to keep my cool, "So, yeah, I already have his address and his place of work, Sir. This looks like an easy target. What do you want me to do with him?""Who are we talking about?" Liam asks, walking into the living room, "I might not be a part of the dirty work anymore but I still want to know what's going on.""Miss Daisy's boyfriend," Kit says before I can tell him to shut his mouth. Liam frowns in confusion and looks at me. "I simply want him out," I explain and shrug my shoulders, "Thanks to him we don't have a cook anymore, it's only fair he pays for my discomfort.”"But what even happened? Is he abusive to Daisy?
Slowly but surely though, I started to discover more things. I discovered Fidel wasn't just the owner of the hospital and he didn't just deal with legal drugs for his pharmacies. I was there one day as he was talking to someone on the phone and I heard about a drug deal, the illegal kind. He noticed me before I could escape."Alpha Robert knows all about me already, okay? I'm untouchable in this pack, so don't fuck up this good thing we have trying to be a savior," he said, annoyed."I actually just came here to ask if you had a special request for tonight? Is your birthday, right?" I asked, dismissing the subject. He nodded, "Anything else is not my business. I'm only here to make food.""Smart girl," he said with a pleased smile, "Nothing special, do whatever you want."So, yeah, I was okay with the drug thing, but then I started to talk to people about me working for Fidel Fierro and I found out about more things. Worse things. About his main business ‘getting rid of people’, ab
"Daisy? What are you doing here? I told you once that this was no place for you," Fidel says when he notices me, sounding as calm as always. He leaves something down before walking towards me, "Are you here because you missed me or is it something else?”"I don't know, maybe I'm here because you have my boyfriend hanging by the ceiling?!" I let out, pointing at Paul. He's clearly terrified. But at least he’s still alive, "Can we talk, Fidel?""Always. Everyone, leave," he orders. Kit and his other two employees immediately obey and walk to the door. I walk inside so they can go out. "Good to see you, Daisy," Kit says with a smile before leaving and closing the door behind him. Then I'm left alone with my future husband and my very damaged ex-boss. "What do you want to talk about?" Fidel asks, looking at me up and down as he walks closer. He looks... not well. His eyes have a crazy glint to them I've only seen once or twice during bad times of his life. "Please, Fidel, let him go,"
Today is the first day I’ll be working with Fidel again. I wake up like I used to every single day up until a few days ago. I get dressed and drive to his house early in the morning, as if nothing happened yesterday. I walk straight to my kitchen and check the fridge and the pantry to see if I need to go to the grocery store. The answer is: definitely, yes.Most of the stuff I bought last time I went to the grocery store is still here, already decomposing. I absolutely hate when that happens, so I growl and call Chelsea to tell her she needs to come an hour early today so she can clean this mess while I go shopping. Chelsea is eager to come back to work, so she says yes.Almost two hours later, I return to the house with my car full of groceries.“Kit! Caleb!” I yell as I walk inside the house again. It’s already nine am, so I know they’re awake. Just like my boss.“Hey, Miss Daisy! You’re back,” Kit says and comes to give me a hug, as if he wasn’t ready to kill my poor fiancé yeste
"What do you think I have planned, by the way?" I ask through my teeth as I drive away from the house, "What's my master evil plan that I tried to hide with the worst excuse ever?""Maybe go look for that idiot, Paul," he replies, "Or go meet with someone else. I don't know, Daisy. I just want to make sure you're not lying to me. Like I said, you lost my trust.""Well, I don’t understand why. I've never told you a lie and I won't start today," I spit out, shaking my head in annoyance. I can't believe I gave him eight years of complete loyalty and he has the balls to doubt me."Daisy, I'm sorry. You seem upset," he murmurs and very casually places a hand on my thigh. My bare thigh, because I’m wearing a short dress today. I swallow and grip the steering wheel tighter, trying my hardest not to lose focus on the road, "I know you're not lying to me, but what else can I think after what you put me through? You left me and the kids starving to death while you ran away with another man."He
{ Fidel }Finally feeling better after so much time of worrying and stressing out about this woman, once I allow my body to relax, I end up passing out next to her. It’s like my body released all the endorphins at once and now I’m drained. I don’t know how long I sleep next to Daisy’s lovely naked body, but when I wake up, she’s playing with my hair and doing something on her phone with her free hand. As if this is our normal.“You awake?” She whispers.“Yeah, sorry. How long have I been out?”“Just over twenty minutes,” she answers, letting her phone down to look at me with a smile, “Kit is texting me, asking if I’m still grounded. The kids are hungry.”“Tell them to go out or something. I want to stay here longer,” I admit, hugging her waist until she’s turning on her side to face me. I let my hand caress the length of her body, from her delicate shoulder to her plump hips. She’s pure perfection. The definition of a true woman, “I want to enjoy you some more.”“That sounds good,”
"That's the only way you'll stay quiet, apparently," he growls, then he looks down at my body again, without anything covering me at all. I know I don't have the most perfect body out there, but I'm also not hideously ugly. And by the way he's starting to fill the room with his arousal, I think he likes what he's looking at, "I've been denying myself this since the moment I first met you, Daisy. But I finally have you right here... and you're just as delicious as I thought."I swallow and bite down on my own panties when his hands start roaming around my body. They feel possessive and authoritative.He grabs my breasts and cups them, pinching both of my nipples at the same time. I moan and trash around, but he pins me down with just a look before moving down until he's in between my legs again.I’m going to pass out. I’ve never been this aroused. "If I ever found out you're fucking someone else, I'll chop his head off right in front of your eyes. I won't let you convince me to let hi
{ Daisy }I told him. I just let it out. I knew he wouldn't stop torturing me one way or another until he got what he wanted, so I just gave it to him. And the fucker just looks at me with a stunned face for a few seconds, not saying anything back.My worst fear is coming true the more he stays silent. He's going to reject me. He doesn't want me. He won't give me what he promised. He'll fire me and push me away. I start crying again just thinking about it, because I don't want any of that to happen. I've been so angry today because he forced me to stay here, but I know I would hate it even more if he forced me to go away and never come back. "Is that all?" he asks in a cold voice, my crying stops. I narrow my eyes at him, "You could've said that sooner, Daisy.""Yeah? So you could reject me sooner?" I snarl, getting angry now, especially when he smiles like the evil person he is, "Get off me!""No," he simply says, "You're not getting rid of me now. Ever. I hope you're happy and
"No, I can't say," she mumbles and tries to get up, but I move faster than her and I grab her arm to keep her in place, "Fidel, stop. It has nothing to do with you.""So what, you want another man?" I ask, pulling her harder until she falls on top of me. Daisy tries to get up, but I don't let her. I flip us until I'm on top of her, "Is that it? You know I'll find him, too.""No, Fidel," she says, trying to push me away, "Stop. Please, get away from me.""Not until you tell me what you're hiding from me," I demand, slipping a leg in between hers. I can hear how fast her heart starts beating and I can smell her scent getting thick with arousal. I think she liked being manhandled like that, "I'm not fucking asking, Daisy, I'm ordering you to tell me.""Well, now I want to tell you even less," she snaps, closing her eyes and moving her head to the side, "I'm disappearing inside my mind again.""No. Stop that, stop doing that," I growl and grab her face to force her to look back at me, "Co
"B-b-but," she lets out, her pale face blushed now, "But that would make this very unprofessional.""You really think I care about being professional? I almost kill your boyfriend and I grounded you, Daisy, I'm not a professional boss," I say, laughing at myself, "Or are you disgusted at the thought of touching me?""What?!" she almost yells. I have to bite on the inside of my cheek to stop my smile as she gives me a very incredulous look. She's so fucking gorgeous and I want her so fucking bad, "Of course I'm not disgusted! Why would I be? You're not that evil, everyone just says that because they don't really know you. Don't believe their words, Fidel, you're not disgusting."This time I can't stop myself from laughing out loud, feeling days and days worth of tension leave my shoulders. She's back. "Thanks for letting me know everyone calls me evil and disgusting behind my back, Daisy. But I meant you'd be disgusted because I'm so damn old," I let her know. She looks shocked again
Isabella keeps me company while I eat. She tries and tries to get me to admit I want Fidel. I might like her, but I know she’ll definitely tell everyone everything I say, so I say almost nothing.When she leaves, I decide to take a shower and put on some of the old clothes I have in this room. They’re old jeans and a shirt that are now around two sizes too small and it just reminds me of how imperfect I am.I’ve let myself go in this house. I got too comfortable, I denied myself of everything too, just like Fidel. I denied myself of a man, of more friends, of a job that didn’t involve talking to the same four people every single day.I’m so sick and tired of this life, something has to change. And now that I have the idea of the sperm donor in my head, I really think I could make it happen. Even if I can’t go out, there’s a lot of viable men in this house: Kit, Caleb… even Roger. He might be old, but his swimmers could be alive, right? Other than them, Fidel has a lot more guys that
{ Daisy }I can’t believe this is really happening, but he put the idea in my head and now I really, really want it.He gave me a solution to my issue. I would be an idiot if I don’t try to go for it. But Fidel drops his mouth open in shock as he looks at me, as if he can’t believe I’m being like this. And yeah, even I can’t believe I’m speaking to my boss this way, but really, this isn’t a normal work environment anymore. Not since he forced me back here.I have so much money saved that I could afford to retire, but I don’t think he would even let me. And I really don’t think he would hurt me or kill me, so if I have nothing to lose, I can be a little bitch if I want.“I’m so fucking mad at you,” he lets me know, pointing at my face before walking away and out of the kitchen, “I don’t want to eat dinner here anymore. I’ll go out again.”“Fine!” I let out, “Have fun!”“I will,” he responds, “And you’ll stay here tonight. You’re grounded until you apologize for saying that shit. Kit,
Before I leave my car, I down the last bit of the cognac bottle and get out. Instead of heading to the front door, though, I walk to the backyard and get in through the kitchen door. My Daisy is already here, cooking something delicious. She was humming a song and moving her plump hips from side to side before looking at me and giving me yet another annoyed eye roll.“Forgive me,” I demand, taking a few steps closer to her, “Forgive me now.”“Of course, I forgive you,” she says with a bored voice. I growl and walk closer to grab her. Daisy gasps, finally looking at me with something other than distaste in her eyes. She’s shocked by my attack, “What is this about?”“I want you to be normal Daisy again,” I demand, realizing I’m drunker than I thought because then I hug her waist, allowing myself to touch her more than ever before. My hands dare to roam down her ass too, “Please, Daisy, I don’t like you being like this. I know you’re mad, but I won’t let you go no matter what, so I’m b
{ Fidel }"Dad," Liam growls, entering the bathroom without knocking while I'm taking a shower to wash the blood off my body, "Who the hell was that?!”Amazing. I’ve been found. "What do you mean?" I ask, "And why are you here, Liam? We're not that close, show me some damn respect.""Shut up, old man," he says and opens the sliding door of the shower to give me a disapproving look, "Who the hell was that guy in the cabin and why did you kill him?""Do you think I owe you an explanation, pup?" I scoff and turn off the water, "You're wrong. I do what I want and there’s no one alive who can stop me.Not even you.”"You've been in the cabin every day this week. Nobody knows anything about this, there is nothing bad going on at work right now, so... who was that guy in the cabin and why did you kill him?" He asks, talking very slowly as if I’m an idiot or something. "Because I felt like it, Liam. Is that what you want to hear?" I admit, pushing him aside to get out of the shower and cove