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You Are Mine For Keeps. Dark And Dangerous
By the end of the day, Daisy took the stairs down to the ground floor to feel less guilty about skipping the gym and seriously regretted it by the time she got to the lobby. She started contemplating taking the subway rather than walking when she saw Brett's Bentley at the curb. The driver got out and greeted her by name, she halted abruptly, surprised. "Mr. Lexington asked that I take you home," he said, looking smart in his black suit and chauffeur hat. He was an older gentleman with a bit of grey-silver hair, dark eyes, and the softest of cultured accents. Considering how much her legs ached, she was grateful for the offer. "Thank you." She acknowledged. "I’m sorry, what was your name.""Ben, Miss Ledwig."Daisy nodded and wondered how she didn't remember such a cool name. "Thank you, Ben." He tipped his hat. "My pleasure."She slid through the back door he opened for her, and as she settled into the seat, she caught a glimpse of the handgun he wore in a shoulder holster beneat
You Are Mine For Keeps. A Dark Nightmare
Daisy went to her room and changed into a single-strap silk black nightgown that could barely cover her ass. She pulled over a matching black panties and left a candle burning for Brett before she crashed. She woke to darkness and the scent of Brett's skin, the lights and sounds of the city were shut out by soundproofed windows and drapes. Brett slid over Daisy, a moving shadow, his bare skin cool to touch. His mouth slanted over hers, kissing her slowly and deeply, tasting of mint and his own unique flavor. Daisy's hands slid down his sleekly muscular back, her legs parted so he could settle comfortably between them. The weight of him against her made her heart sigh and her blood warm with desire. "Well, hello to you, too," she said breathlessly when he let her up for air. "You’ll come with me to whatever meeting I have, next time." he murmured in that sexy and soul touching voice, nibbling at her throat. "Will I?" She teased. He reached down and cupped her butt in his han
You Are Mine For Keeps. Building Trust
Brett's erection got notched between the lips of Daisy's sex and she rocked against him. The feel of his hands in her hair, holding her to take control of the kiss, quickly made her wet and ready. Fire licked just beneath her skin. She stroked her clit up and down his thick length, using him to masturbate until he made a rough sound of desire. He wrapped his lips around her nipple and sucked gently, then lifted his head to look at Daisy in the faint light of the moon. Kneeing her legs open, he pushed the first bare inch inside her. She was scorching hot and silky soft. "Daisy." he breathed, clutching her tightly to him. "I’ve never...... Christ, you feel so good. I’m so glad I'm here with you." She tugged his lips down to hers and kissed him. "Me, too." Brett woke up an hour later, in reverse of the way he'd fallen asleep. He found Daisy on top of him and his and dick pushed inside her. His gaze was heavy-lidded with desire as he rose from unconsciousness into heated pleasure
You Are Mine For Keeps. No Way Out
She knew he couldn’t possibly have been physically intimate with another woman, and somehow, she was certain that he cared for her. But she hated Sheila with passion. Certainly the lady had given her good reason to do so during their bathroom chat and she couldn’t stand seeing her with Brett. Neither could she stand seeing him smiling so fondly at her, especially after the way she’d treated her. But Daisy put it away. She shoved it into a box in her mind and focused on her job. Working at Lex and Gibson didn't really mean she was working exclusively for Brett. She was working for Brett Lexington and Gibson Rayant and even at that, she was a low level worker in the firm. Brett still had Lexington industries that has several subsidiaries that include chains of hotels, guest houses, wine production, fitness centers, short-let apartments, club houses and so many others. He had dabbled, invested-in and bought out several businesses that he turned into a big name overtime. Focusing
You Are Mine For Keeps. A past
Brett cupped her face and pressed his forehead to hers. "Neither of them is an option. Whatever it is, we’ll figure it out." Daisy pushed up onto her toes and pressed her mouth to his. Their tongues stroked and dipped, their kiss became wildly passionate. Their focus pressed on each other that they were vaguely aware of the multitude of people moving around them, the buzz of numerous conversations, and the steady rumble of the ceaseless midtown traffic. But none of these mattered while she was sheltered by Brett, cherished by him. He was both her tormentor and pleasure bed, a man whose mood and volatile passions rivaled her own. "There," he whispered, running his fingers down her cheek. "Let that go viral." "You’re so crazy and stubborn and you're not even listening to me. I have to go." "We’ll ride home together after work." He backed away, holding her hand until distance pulled their fingers apart. When Daisy turned toward the restaurant, she saw Donald and Ethan waiting for
You Are Mine For Keeps. Opening Up
Brett hurriedly went into the kitchen and threw the broken glass away, shattering it further. Daisy set her own glass down carefully, her hands were now shaking. She heard cupboards opening and closing forcefully. A few minutes later, Brett returned with a tumbler containing a straight shot of gin in his hand. "Sit down, Daisy." She stared at him, his frame was rigid, his eyes icy-cold. He rubbed his hand over his face and said more gently, "Sit down.......please." Daisy's weakened knees gave out and she sat on the edge of the sofa, pulling her robe tighter around her. Brett remained standing, taking a large swallow of gin. "Tell me exactly what happened." Daisy took conscious breaths, trying to calm herself. "The day we arrived at the camp, I strayed a little at night and I got kidnapped. I don't know what I was thinking, but I just wanted to be alone for a few minutes. So, I moved aside a little. My abductor was some boy, I've seen him attend therapy once or twice, I'
You Are Mine For Keeps. Don't Give Up On Me
Brett stared at Daisy as if she'd grown two heads. He was confused. Everything she told him was driving him insane. He was trying so hard not to believe that he pushed her into grief and into pains.He recalled the dream she had the previous day and rubbed his hair roughly with his free hand while holding the tumbler a bit too tight with the other hand. He looked up at her and his heart shattered into several pieces."I don’t think you know how you make me feel." She wrapped her arms round her bossom, covering her breasts, suddenly feeling naked in the worst way. "Daisy, I........" His voice faded into silence. He wanted to say something to make her understand that he was crazy about her and at the same time, mad at the stupid son of a fool that took advantage of her. She felt his distance and a tear trickled down her right eye while she calmly and carefully loosened her robe. She stepped out of, naked while staring at Brett. "Look at me, Brett," she called softly. "Look at my bo
You Are Mine For Keeps. Never Going To End
"I have dreams too. At least I used to. Some really bad ones. But I've not had any for maybe a month or two." Brett said.Daisy nodded and waited for more. But that was all he gave her. He was back in his shell of limited expression. She touched his face, hair and shoulders, and looked him in the eye, realizing he had a lot he was yet to tell. He might just be as broken as she was, in a way she couldn't place just yet. "I need something from you, Brett." "Anything. Just tell me what it is.""I've told you my deepest secret, so it's only fair that I get something in return, don't you think?""Yes Sunshine, anything." "Okay. I need you to tell me something new that I don’t know about you, everyday. No matter how small. Can you do that?" Brett eyed her warily. "Whatever I want to tell you right? It doesn't have to be something of your choosing." She nodded, unsure of herself and what she might get out of him. Brett exhaled. "Okay." He finally said and she kissed him softly, a silent
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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
