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You Are Mine For Keeps. Unspoken Words
As they rode the elevator up to Brett's apartment, the tension within him was palpable. Daisy thought of stopping the elevator and urging him to let her go home. But she knew he would never agree. She looked at his hand, still trapped with hers and realization struck her that bringing her to his home, his space was indeed a big deal to him. It was something he had never done before and he's doing it now, but for what? When the elevator opened directly into his home, Brett's grip on her hand tightened before he finally released her. He unlocked the door entrance with his prints and ushered her inside, his anxiety screaming loud as he watched for Daisy's reaction. Brett's home was as beautiful as the man himself. It was so very different from his office, which was sleek, modern, and cool. His private space was warm and sumptuous, filled with antiques. It was simply amazing, "Your home is so beautiful. " Daisy said softly, feeling privileged to be the only one among his women to ha
You Are Mine For Keeps. Moist and Soft, FOR YOU!
Morning came faster than Daisy had wanted. When she opened her eyes, she saw an empty bed. Brett was nowhere to be seen. She called his name softly, thinking he would be in the toilet. But there was nothing. She had woken sometime during the night to use the toilet and the bed was empty as well. She had thought Brett was just outside the door, or in the living room. Exhausted, she slept off almost immediately her back touched the bed. As she was contemplating on what could be the cause of Brett's absence, he knocked the door open with his heel, carrying a tray containing two cups of coffee, a tin of milk and sugar. "You had work to do last night?" Daisy asked. He shrugged, "did you miss me?" "Don't give yourself too much credit." She smiled. "I miss the warmth your body provides." "We could go back to bed now baby." He said, placing the tray on the bedside drawer. "Ughh, I have to go to work Brett." She picked up a cup of coffee and added little sugar and plenty. "I could get
You Are Mine For Keeps. Stripped
Daisy ripped the foil packet open with her teeth and held it out to him. "Help me." Brett's hand curled around her. "I’m breaking all my rules with you, Daisy." The seriousness with which he made that statement sent a burst of warmth and confidence through her. "Rules are made to be broken." He groaned and pushed a button and said. "Drive till I say otherwise." Daisy's cheeks heated and she placed her head on his neck to hide her embarrassment. "Why, Daiz," he purred, rolling the condom on quickly. "You’ve seduced me into having sex for the very first time in my car, yet you have the grace to blush when I tell my driver, I don’t want to be interrupted while you do stuff to me." His playfulness warmed Daisy's heart, making her even more desperate to achieve her goal. Setting her hands on his shoulders for balance, she lifted her head and onto her knees, rising to gain the height she needed to place the entrance of her pussy on the tip of Brett's dick. His hands fisted at Daisy's
You Are Mine For Keeps. Anonymity and Exposure
One of the fun things about working at Lex and Gibson was the fact that no day was ever the same as the one before it. Daisy found herself hopping around her office floor all morning and was just beginning to contemplate what she would do about lunch when her phone rang. "Donald Rein's office, Daisy Ledwig speaking." "I’ve got news," Ugo said by way of greeting. From the sound of her voice, Daisy knew it was definitely good news. "My client just quadrupled my f*e, off the record. I'm talking millions of dollars, Daisy baby." "Oh my God. Ugo, that’s great news. Have you told me about this client before, do I know him or her?" "I don't think so. What are you doing for lunch?" Daisy's grinned. "My lunch slate is clean, just for you." "Amazing!" She heard the happy voice of Ugo. "I'm on my way to your office." Daisy hung up and rocked back in her chair, thrilled and slightly worried for Ugo. Needing something not-too-complex to do to kill a few more minutes before her lunch bre
You Are Mine For Keeps. To Good To Be True
Daisy grabbed her purse, and headed off to lunch, certain that Ugo would help her put all the shattered pieces in her head together, towards the right direction. She was preoccupied with worries when she reached the lobby level that she failed to spot Brett when she stepped out of the elevator until he sidestepped smoothly in front of her, blocking her path. "Daisy." He frowned down at her. Not minding the few people at the lobby, he cupped her face gently, and Daisy pushed out a cute smile for him. "Brett." She called, looking behind him to see his secretary. He officially introduced her to the secretary and tugged her gently to the side. "What’s bothering you, you’re upset." He said, worried. "The pictures are all over the place," she whispered. "Almost all the blogs have it." Brett nodded. "I’ve seen it." She blinked up at him, confused at his nonchalance. "You’re okay with it?" "Why wouldn’t I be? At least, they get to finally report the truth." He chuckled sweetly, sho
You Are Mine For Keeps. What I Want
"My self-esteem is a mess, but it isn’t that bad, Ugo." Daisy protested. Ugo took a sip of her champagne. "Isn’t it. So tell me something you think he likes about you that doesn’t have to do with sex?" Daisy thought about it and came up empty, which made her scowl. "He said he likes the way I make him feel when he's with me." She rushed in, recalling Brett's words to her. "When he's with you, in this context means what?" She looked at Ugo before giving up. "I'm confused about the context." She replied honestly. "Right," Ugo went on with a nod, pushing a stray curl away from her ears. "And if Lexington is anywhere near as messed up as you think you are, he’s thinking the same thing in reverse, wondering what a hot babe like you see in a guy like him. You’ve got money, so what has he got going for him besides being a stud who keeps screwing up. Take my advice Daisy baby, let things pan out and have all the fun you can while at it." Sitting back in her chair, Daisy absorbed ever
You Are Mine For Keeps. Family Chaos
"There's no way your parents are going to let you come out here at night multiple times a week," Ugo told Daisy after their Karate session. They found an empty bench and settled down to catch their breath briefly. Ugo was thick with sweat while Daisy kept panting non-stop.The converted warehouse Jason Pith used as his studio was an uncompleted building that he transform quickly to suit his purpose. The space was vast, and the metal doors offered no exterior clue as to what was taking place inside. Daisy and Ugo sat on the strong hand-made wooden bench, watching a half dozen of other combatants on the mats below. "Ouch!" Daisy winced in sympathy as a guy took a kick to the groin. Even with padding, she felt it was still going to sting. "How are my parents going to find out, Ugo.""You'll definitely end up in the hospital during your trainings." She glanced at her, making a tease sound. "Seriously, Jason's methods are brutal and bare but very effective and efficient."Daisy chuckled a
You Are Mine For Keeps. Revisit And Revise
Retrieving her purse from her father's secretary, she left for the car outside. Eric, who had been waiting for her in the reception area, followed her, and she didn't bother saying a word to desuade him as she knew better than that. He doesn't take orders from anyone but her father. Eric drove her back up to midtown, while she stewed in the backseat, bitching all she could, knowing that in the end she wasn't any better than her Father because she was still going to give in and let her mother have her way, because it would hurt her heart badly to think of her suffering any more than she already was. Bridget Ledwig was an emotional wreck and fragile, and she loved her daughter to the point of being crazy about it. Daisy's mood was still dark when she got back to work. As Eric pulled away from the curb, she stood on the crowded sidewalk for a moment taking in the events that just took place.She was gone for just about thirty-five minutes and she didn't plan to use the extra time left o
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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
