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Don't Go To An Ex-Boyfriend's Show
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You Are Mine For Keeps. Perfection As A Song
Daisy's legs loosened from around Brett's hips and he set down down, protecting her from the frenzied fans with the shield of his body. She turned to face the stage, feeling a mad fluttering in her belly. Sure enough, it was Ray at the mic, his deep, powerful, husky-sexy voice poured over the thousands who’d come to see his band in action. He was dressed in a colorful vintage shirt and a black bottom. "Good, aren’t they?" Brett asked with his mouth to her ear so she could hear him. He kept one hand on the railing and the other around her waist, keeping her pulled up tight against him as he moved to the music. Tearing her eyes away from Ray, she looked at her lover and smiled. The combination of Brett's body Ray's voice did insane things to her already raging sex drive. She stole a glance at Ugo who gave her a questioning gaze but she nodded, reassuring her friend that she was fine. Closing her eyes, She focused on the man behind her and the unique rush she always felt while l
You Are Mine For Keeps. The Show
When the show was over, she caught Ugo's lazy stare directed toward her. She flashed a smile that she hoped would be enough to calm her friend down. Then she leaned heavily into Brett, drawing support from the strength of his arms around her while they waited for the crowd to thin out. "Are you okay?" he asked, running his hands up and down her back. I’m fine," she lied, not knowing the exact word to describe how she was feeling. It shouldn’t matter that Ray wrote another song about her and called her name, not some nickname like Dee. That alone painted a different light on their fuck-buddy history. She was in love with someone else. "I want to go, too," Brett murmured in her ears. "I’m dying to get inside you, Sunshine. I can barely think straight." Daisy pushed her hands into the back pockets of his jeans, staring at him at eye-level. "So let’s get out of here." m "I’ve got backstage access." He kissed the tip of her nose when she leaned back to look up at him. "We can s
You Are Mine For Keeps. After The Concert
Daisy's feet dug in suddenly and Brett paused, glancing at her with a frown. She pushed up onto her toes and whispered, 'I’m not all that interested in meeting them. If you don’t mind, I’m going to hit the backstage bathroom and head out to the limo." She said, now seeing how stupid the idea of seeing Ray was. "Can you wait a few minutes and I’ll go with you?" Brett asked. "I’ll be okay. Don’t worry about me." He touched her forehead. "Are you feeling alright? You look flushed. Is it because of him, your friend, the band leader?" Daisy smiled, forcing it not to look awkward. "Of course not. And, I’m feeling great. I’ll show you exactly how great as soon as we get home." That instantly did the trick. Brett's frown faded and his mouth curved. "I’ll hurry this along, then." He looked at Lincoln and gestured at Alejandro and Ugo, who was unbelievably quiet. "Can you take them in? I need a minute." "Brett, really....." Daisy protested. "I’m walking you over there." She k
You Are Mine For Keeps. You Left Him Like That
The attraction was still there, faintly. It was nothing like what she felt with Brett, but it was there nonetheless. She retreated back out into the open, where there were lots of people moving around. "Why are you running?" Ray asked. With the help of the pool of light from a parking lot lamp, Daisy saw him clearly. "I can’t...." She swallowed. "There’s nothing to say." "What? That's Bull. You heard me inside there, Dee. That song was for you. I was talking to you. I've given you all the time you might need, Daisy. And I had to ensure that your friend got the invite to this show just so you could hear me say those words." He stepped closer. "Lexington isn't the man for you, he doesn't know you like I do. He doesn't understand the bond we share...." "And you do? " Ray shrugged. The intensity of his glare burning through her. "You stopped coming around, you didn’t say a word of explanation, you just stopped showing up. And when I ran into you again, I found out that we've
You Are Mine For Keeps. I Made Him Doubt
Daisy slumped back into the seat, her stomach churning and her palms damp. "You’re the Daisy in his song, aren’t you?" Alejandro asked quietly, and when Daisy didn't say a word, he sighed. "I wonder if Brett..... fuck!" He sighed. "Of course he knows. That was a long time ago." Daisy said defensively. "It didn't seem too long ago, though." Alejandro pointed out. Desperate to get to Brett, Daisy found herself unable to sit still. Her feet tapped, as her body batted against restlessness so intense that she felt like crawling out of her own skin. She looked at Ugo, who had nothing but soft pleading eyes on her, obviously contemplating if it was now a good time to come to her. Daisy shook her head, she had hurt the man she loved and through him, another man who did nothing rather than be himself had gotten hurt too. She had no good explanation for it. Looking back to the events of the night, she couldn't understand what came over her. Why hadn’t she pulled away sooner. Why had she kis
You Are Mine For Keeps. Regrets
Daisy cringed at the horrible bitterness in his tone. She understood how he was feeling, how badly the mental images could sting and claw at him. She had felt worse since Lana came into the picture. So, she understood. Brett straightened suddenly, leaning forward to rub his thumb roughly across her lips. "He’s had your mouth." He said, before sagging back into the seat. He threw his arm across his face and Daisy knew he was still seeing her kissing Ray. It was eating a hole in his mind. Needing a sort of connection between them, she surged between his legs and fumbled with his button fly. He caught her fingers in an iron grip but kept his eyes covered with his forearm. "What the hell are you doing?""Brett..." She sobbed. "I need you."She drew closer but he put both hands on her shoulders and urged her away. Daisy looked up at his gorgeous face, and saw his eyes glittering in the semidarkness. He touched her lips with his thumb and ordered hoarsely, "slide your tight cunt around m
You Are Mine For Keeps. Tell Me
"Never. I can never forget, Brett. You’re a part of me." Daisy explained."Tell me why you kissed him?" He insisted."I don’t know." Daisy rested her damp forehead against his own, as she felt the tears burning behind her eyes. "God, Brett. I swear I don’t know." 'Then shut up and make me come." Daisy straightened and leaned away from him. She had expected him to be angry. In fact, If he had slapped her face, she wouldn't have been so shocked. But speaking to her like this, that was too much. "Fuck you." She said. "Now you’re getting the idea." Hot tears slid down her face. "Don’t treat me like a whore, Brett.""Daisy." His voice was low and raspy, filled with warning, but his eyes were dark and desolate. Filled with pain that matched her own. "If you want to stop, you know what to say." Indeed, she knew what to say. The one word she could use to put an end to the pain she was feeling in her heart. But she refused to use it now. Just the fact that he brought up her safe word to
You Are Mine For Keeps. Lover's Proclaim
"I hate you!" She screamed again. "You're a callous, self-centered son of a......." He was in her again, filling her, stroking rhythmically into her quivering core. Unable to stand it a minute longer, Daisy struggled to reach her clit with her fingers, knowing a single stroke would have her coming violently. "No." Brett caught her wrists and held her hands down on the seat, and kept her legs spread wide with his thighs in-between, allowing him to sink deep into her over and over again. The tempo of his thrusts were unfaltering and relentless, keeping Daisy at the edge of losing her mind. She knew could make her come with just his cock. He could give her an intense orgasm just from riding her at the right angle, by rubbing his cock over and over whatever spot he needed to, a random place inside her that he knew just how to locate. "I hate this, I hate what you're doing, I hate you," she sobbed, tears of frustration wetted her face and the seat beneath her cheek. Bending over her,
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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
