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You Are Mine For Keeps. Circumstances Differ
Brett tossed the glove he had on, onto the counter and grabbed the wine bottle. He came directly to Daisy, took her wineglass and refilled it before he spoke. "I guess he wants to see you when he gets back to Fairview next week?" It took Daisy the space of a breath to respond. "You knew he was coming back." She accused. "Of course I knew." He replied. Daisy waited for him to say more, but he didn't. She concluded within her that he was probably, intentionally keeping an eye on Ray. "He is someone I see as an impeding obstacle." Brett finally confessed. "So, did you agree to meet up?" His voice was dangerously smooth and soft. Ignoring the fluttering of nerves in her belly, Daisy held his gaze. "He invited me to the reveal of his band's new music video." Brett nodded, leaving Daisy anxious and clueless about his feelings. Unable to bear the silence, Daisy slid off the stool she was sitting on and went to him. Wrapping her up in his arms, Brett rested his cheek agai
You Are Mine For Keeps. Doctor's Adequate Prescription
Brett and Daisy cleaned up their mess from dinner together. Brett held out a rinsed dish and when she reached for it, he pulled it away and grabbed her hand instead, setting the plate on the counter. He caught her around the waist, and spun the both of them into a dance, in rhythm to the soft, sensual song coming from the living room. Daisy turned breathless from the feel of Brett's powerful body flexing against hers. The desire that always smoldered between them flared, making her feel vibrant and alive. Every part of her anticipated his touch, her body hummed in hunger and coiled tight with heated anticipation. "What song is that?" She asked. He swept her around the kitchen island and into the living room. "The first day you called me Gorgeous, I stumbled on the song playing at a café. I used Shazam to identify the song title and artist." Daisy shut her eyes briefly and surrendered to his masterful lead, loving that dancing was a passion they shared and was in awe of the ob
You Are Mine For Keeps. Eat Pie
Brett and Daisy sprawled lengthwise on the couch, watching Daisy's favorite crime show. Brett was spooned behind her, his chin rested on her shoulder and his legs tangled with hers. "You've changed your shampoo, Sunshine?" Daisy spun round in surprise. "You noticed?" She asked, once again shocked at how much he picks even the smallest details about her. "Yes, I do." She smiled and rested her head back on his shoulder. Then she felt him against the curve of her buttocks, a solid, weighty length. He wasn’t erect, but that didn’t stop him from gaining her attention. Curious, she reached between them and cupped him in her hand. He hardened instantly. With a brow arched, he asked. "You like what you feel, Sunshine?" Daisy squeezed him gently and nodded. "Now I’m hot and bothered, and wondering why my new boyfriend isn’t putting the moves on me." "Well, maybe he doesn’t want to push you too far, and scare you off." Brett's eyes glittered in the light of the television.
You Are Mine For Keeps. A Victim
"Get off me!" Daisy sprang up from her sleep and turned to her side to see an empty space beside her. She calmed her breathing, trying to recollect where she was. "Oh my God, Brett!." She whispered, when she recollected. "Don’t fucking touch me." Brett's voice echoed from the guestroom. Throwing off the covers, Daisy scrambled out of bed and ran down the hallway to the guest room. She searched frantically for the switch on the wall. Hitting it with the flat of her palm, light exploded in the room, exposing Brett writhing on the bed. His legs were twisted in the bedding. "Don’t do that to me, Ahhh!" He screamed. His back arched up from the bed, his hands fisted in the sheets and he shouted again. "Stop it, It hurts!" "Brett." Daisy sobbed. "Please come back to me. You're dreaming, it's not real. Please come back to me, my Love." He jerked violently and Daisy raced to his bedside, her heart twisted as she caught sight of him drenched with sweat. She placed her hand on h
You Are Mine For Keeps. A Possessive Man
He breathed heavily, and after long moments of silence, Daisy continued. "I’d like to give you that, Brett, if you want it." His eyes closed. "Sunshine." "Yes." Daisy replied and reached a hand between his legs, cupping his heavy sac. Her middle finger extended beneath him, brushing lightly over the puckered opening. He jerked violently, and slammed his legs shut, sending water sloshing to the lip of the tub. His cock hardened like stone against Daisy's forearm. She pulled her trapped hand free and gripped his erection in her fist, stroking. Her mouth took his when he groaned. "I’ll do anything for you. There are no limits in our bed. No memories. Just us. You and me and the love we have for each other. And oh, I love you so much, Daisy." His tongue thrust into her mouth greedily. One of his hand tightened at her waist. Gentle waves lapped against the sides of the bathtub as Daisy pumped Brett's erection. His moan tightened her nipples. "I own your pleasure," She
You Are Mine For Keeps. Just Like Old Times
Eyes glittering, he slid a finger oh-so-slowly inside her, made a low purring noise and caught his lower lip between his teeth, a purely erotic look that told Daisy he felt his semen inside her. Being penetrated and so gently pleasured left her unable to speak for a moment. "You like that?" he said softly. "Umm..." His finger went deeper. "I want to own your body Daisy, just like you own mine." Heat swept over her skin like fever. "You do." She said, locking eyes with him. He understood. Bending over her, Brett placed one hand on the mattress and lowered his mouth to meet hers. His thumb pressed against her clit and rubbed expertly, massaging her inside and out. The pleasure of his touch spread, tightening her stomach and hardening her nipples. Daisy clutched her bare breasts in her hands, squeezing as they swelled. Brett's touch and desire were magic. "I ache for you," She heard him say hoarsely as she felt another wave of emotion wash through her. "I crave y
You Are Mine For Keeps. You'll Be My Wife
"Do you plan on going anywhere today?" He asked. "Not sure yet. Do I have to let you know before I leave the house?" He shook his head. "Not necessarily. I'll know where you are." He replied. Daisy turned to him immediately. "How's that?" He paused, "Daisy, I can track you through your phone and I will." "What?" She slid out of bed and stood. "No way!" Brett stood, too. "In a situation where I'm not with you, and I'm unable to reach you, I at least need to know where you are." "Don’t be this way, Brett." His face was composed. "I didn’t have to tell you." He murmured. "Seriously?" Daisy stalked to the closet to grab a robe. "Something is obviously happening to you up there." "Cut me some slack Daisy." She glared at him, and shoved her hands into the sleeves of one of his shirt she saw in the wardrobe. "Don't you use that guilt-tripping line on me, you hear me. You're being a control freak who likes having me followed and you want me to cut you some slack. Oh, co
You Are Mine For Keeps. Bug Or Tracker
"Okay, you'll be late for your appointment." Daisy said, planting a kiss on Brett's forehead. They moved back to the master's bedroom and Daisy slumped lazily on top of the mattress. Brett stilled, and his narrowed eyes slid down her exposed thighs. "Don’t get any ideas, Gorgeous. There's no more pie for you to eat, at least for now." "That's better." Brett smiled. "I don't ever want to leave you unsatisfied." He caressed her cheek with the pad of his thumb. "Do you have a passport?" Daisy frowned and answered. "Yes. Why?" Nodding briskly, he reached for his tie, and attempted adjusting it back to normal before shifting his focus on his cufflinks. "You’ll need it." He replied, simply. Excitement tingled through her but she still asked. "What for?" "For travel. Duh." He replied, using the same words Daisy usually tease him with. She smiled and pulled the collar of her shirt, stylishly. "Travel to where?" His eyes held a wicked gleam as he swiftly and expertly a
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You Are Mine For Keeps. TEN
We were now in an open corridor. Rocco stood like a statue at the end of the room, staring into space. Two other guards stood at a reasonable distance, taking the same stance. I snatched my hand back from him, crossing it over my chest. "Good. Then that's settled. But make no mistake, he turned "I'm going to take my pleasure from you, how and when I deem it fit." He threatened. "You dare not!" I challenged, creating a distance between us. "Really," he mused. "Let's see how that goes." "Every single thing about this situation is disappointing," I corrected him, feeling my jaw quiver. I had a temper. So I try so hard to always remain happy and positive. And that was why I surrounded myself with people that really love and care about me. They all knew and understood how bad my temper used to be. As a form of control, I would always remain cold and calm in situations I have no power over. Until I grab a full picture of the situation. But then, in some conditions, I almost alw
You Are Mine For Keeps. NINE
I was awakened by the distant sound of the television. Immediately I opened my eyes, I saw Maxine cropped up on a chair at the end of the room. "Welcome back to the land of the living," he muttered. "Where are we?" I croaked, sitting up on the bed and surveying the empty room that had only a bed and a television. Maxine stretched his arms, and sighed. "Home, The Garden." "Thank God." I sighed, before realizing what he meant. "You mean your home is referred to as The Garden?" "Mhmm." He hummed. "Gross." I spat out. "It's a good name." He stood up. "Hollis totally owe me for this." He murmured and left the room, not even saying a goodbye or any other word. My throat felt raw, and my body, emotionally exhausted. I could feel dark isolation seeping through the room like deep depression. I just wanted to go home, to go shopping, boat cruises, clubhouses and the courtroom. I wanted my life back. But even I know I couldn't. Not with the continuous attempt on my life and wi
You Are Mine For Keeps. EIGHT
Maxine gripped the steering wheel and side-glanced me. "Put your seatbelt on, this is going to be fun." I did as I was told, and he hit the red button on the rearview mirror, which caused the garage door to slide open. We drove out onto the gloomy street. Maxine didn't let go of the gas pedal until we were driving well above the speed limit. Darkened street signs flashed by. He sped through a red light, swerving around a car that was patiently waiting for its turn. 'What was the point of making me wear my seatbelt if he was planning on killing the both of us by crashing the car.' With an extended grin, he weaved us in and out of traffic. Eventually we moved away from the city streets and onto a country road. We picked up more speed, but at least there were no other cars to play chicken with. I was able to unclench my teeth and my stranglehold on the security bar against the door, using my free hand to wipe my newly dampened forehead. The car air-conditioner couldn't do anyt
You Are Mine For Keeps. SEVEN
The next time I woke up, the sun was already setting. I was feeling better, rested, though my joints and muscles ached from the lack of movement. As for the bump on my head, it was only sensitive to touch. there was no more throbbing. My hair on the other hand was a tangled mess. My head felt naked when my hair was down. I searched my pockets and then the barren room for anything that I could use to tie it back. The only thing I found was the glass of water that had been refilled, and that I greedily gulped down. The bedroom door had been left open, and hollowed sounds from a Television could still be heard. As soon as the smell of food tickled my nose, my stomach grumbled. The last meal I had eaten was the vegetable sauce my mother made specially for me. How long ago was that? My brain was still too foggy to count back the hours or the days. The thought of my mother sent chills down my spine. I haven't heard from my parents and I knew they would be worried sick. Letting my sto
You Are Mine For Keeps. SIX
With a stiff neck, I scanned my surroundings. there wasn't much to decipher. I was in a small room, lit only by the bedside lamp that was on the table next to the bed. There was an armchair with a rose velvet cushion in one corner. The walls were bland and frameless. After waiting for another bout of nausea to pass, I went to the window, holding on to the small table as support for my shaky frame. Outside, the sunsetting sky was of resilient palettes of shady hues, and I was peering over the shadows of endless rooftops. Wherever I was, it was high above a city, at least twenty stories high. Down below, a yellow cab was waiting at a red light on an otherwise empty street. I couldn't decide if I was still in Lilycity. I thought I had a fair recognition of the clock tower that stood at the center of the city square, but it was too distant and I was too tired to be sure. My hand pressed against the glass. I closed my eyes until the dizziness passed, then slowly and painfully moved to
You Are Mine For Keeps. FIVE
There was a flash of light and distant noises. My head felt like someone was taking an ice pick and pouring heavy chipping on my skull. I decided that death couldn't be this painful, so I was probably not dead or this was what hell was supposed to feel like. My eyes were pried open, and a light came flashing again. This was followed by a groan, like a bear cub. 'was that me?' I managed to flutter my eyes open without anyone's help. Inches away from my face, someone was holding a pen-sized flashlight. I couldn't focus enough to see him, but I could definitely smell him. Light scent of woodberry and some chemicals I remember enduring the mixing process once I snuck into the chemistry laboratory during practicals that were meant for students offering science courses. The ceiling was swimming. I thought I was going to vomit, and I had to let my eyelids drop to stop the spinning. Slowly, the muffled sounds became words. "What's your name, sweetheart." Asked the man with the flashli
You Are Mine For Keeps. FOUR
I climbed down carefully from the grey van that picked me up from the house. I was going to see a cartel Boss. So there are quite a lot of things that could happen today. It's either I end up dead or I succeed in striking a good deal that will keep my father alive and give my family enough time to pay up the crazy-absurd debt they leveled against my Father. If the stars are in my favor, the money might even be forgiven. But in all, one of these things was going to happen today and I pray my dead body won't be drawn out of the industrial looking premises. As I stood looking around, I got a nudge behind from one of the men. "Move!" He barked at me and like a crippled roach revealed by a light from a handheld torch. I had to put both of my feet to good use. One of the men walked in front, leading the way, while two others walked behind me. "Stop." A baritone voice from a guard stationed at the gate yelled at us. "She's going to go in blindfolded." He read out a rehearsed instruct
You Are Mine For Keeps. THREE
The silence at the dinning table felt excruciating and painful. I forced most of the mashed potatoes down my throat and swallowed hurriedly each time, unable to feel the taste of the meal. When the silence became too unbearable, I shifted my meal and turned to my parents. "Let's hear it, what's the problem?" "Eat Ugo." My father said, tapping me gently on the arm. "I'm full, and even if I'm not, I can't take more. I've lost my appetite. What's going on, what's with the silence and brooding, did someone die?" My mother was the first to shake her head. "We didn't lose anyone. But we might as well loose someone if we don't find a solution." She said, "Ada..." My father called in his usual peace-loving manner. "Ugo is not a child, honey. The earlier we start taking....the better." "Please talk to me... anyone. Dad, Mom." "Honey, it's nothing serious....." "Your father was accused of stealing from his company." My mom interrupted. "What?" I looked at my father, hoping he would as
You Are Mine For Keeps. TWO
UGO I took in the orderliness of the little room that had always served as my safe space for the longest time. All my childhood memories were still intact, almost as I had left them. My mother had taken it upon herself to preserve all the good memories, making sure not to alter the shape of the room and the position of things as I left them. I tried recalling the last time I visited Lilycity. It's been well over two years. Fairview had found a way to draw me into its tight grasp and sapped me off all my free time. I sighed, recalling my mother's tears at the airport when she came to pick me up. I was initially skeptical that she would be the one to pick me up, but then she somehow managed to convince me with my father's support that she has recovered perfectly since her intestinal surgery. "Poor woman." I murmured regrettably. Pulling my hair into a tight bun, I sat down on the only chair in my room, took in the beauty of the modest-looking room and smiled. What my room lacked in
