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What Brett Can Do For Love
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You Are Mine For Keeps. Can You Live With What I've Done?
All his worries about how Daisy would react to what he’d done for her suddenly melted away. In truth, Daisy had been worried, not because of what he did for her, but because she was not a bit angry but grateful that he did it for her. 'Did that in any way mean she's a bad person?' No way. Recalling Julian's hands all over her and forcibly having his way with her, felt like enough reason to feel nothing but gratitude for what Brett did. If being glad and grateful the fucker was dead made her twisted, then so be it. Brett took a deep breath. His hand reached up to his chest and he rubbed at the area over his heart as if it hurt him. "I love you," she told him, and her eyes stung with fresh tears. "I love you so much. Sunshine." He reached her with quick strides, dropped his keys on the floor and shoved both hands into her damp hair. Brett was shaking, and Daisy cried, overwhelmed by the knowledge of how much he needed her. Tilting her head to the angle he wanted, Brett took her
You Are Mine For Keeps. Have to have you
Her thighs hit the mattress and she landed on her butt, falling to her back with Brett leaning over her.. He hitched her up with an arm bounded around her back, centering her on the bed before he settled atop her. His mouth found her breast and his soft and moist lips settled on her nipple with fast and greedy suction. "Christ, I’ve missed you," he groaned. Daisy welcomed the warm feel of his skin on her cool flesh, and his weight, reminding her of the long nights without him. She hooked her legs around his calves and shoved her hands beneath his waistband to grip his hard ass, tugging him into her, arching her hips to feel his cock through the cotton that separated them, wanting him inside her, so that she'd know for certain that he was hers again. "Say it," she coaxed, needing the words he swore were inadequate. He pushed up and looked down at her, gently brushing her hair back from her forehead. "I’ll say it first. I love you."Brett closed his eyes and quivered. Wrapping his
You Are Mine For Keeps. My Heart
Lifting her to him, his hands were everywhere, his muscled body strained upward and Daisy cupped his face, licking fast into his mouth, trying to satisfy her thirst for him. Brett reached between her legs, his fingers delved reverently into her cleft and soft pads of his fingers stroked over her clit and skirted the trembling opening to her sex. With her lips pressed to him, Daisy moaned, her hips circled. He fingered her leisurely, building her need, and his kiss gentled into a slow, deep fucking of her mouth. The pleasure crowded her entire body, almost stopping her from breathing. She quivered as Brett cupped her in his hand and his long middle finger slid lazily into her while his palm rubbed against her clit and his fingertip stroked over delicate tissues. His other hand gripped her hip, holding her in place, restraining her. He reached between her legs, and delved his fingers reverently into her cleft. The pads stroked over her clit and skirted the trembling opening to
You Are Mine For Keeps. Sacrifices Changes People
Blinking up at the ceiling, Daisy realized she had fallen asleep. Panic hit her immediately and she surged up, gulping air into a chest that was too tight. "Brett..." She murmured, turning and nearly sobbed when she found him sprawled next to her. The love of her life has returned to her. Sinking back against the headboard, she forced herself to relax, to savor the rare pleasure of watching him sleep. His face was bare and unmasked when he was unguarded, reminding her of how young he really was. With reverent fingers, she brushed through his hair, noting the fact that he has grown leaner and the new lines around his eyes and mouth.Their separation had taken a toll on him, but he’d hidden it so well. Or maybe she was all focused on herself that she failed to notice how it affected him.Shifting carefully, she propped her head on her hand and studied the endowed man who graced her bed. His arms were wrapped around his pillow, showing off chiseled biceps and a muscular back
You Are Mine For Keeps. A Hot Boyfriend
"Baby.." Brett called, pulling her face to look at him. "I don't want to sleep and wake up in an empty bed. I want to freeze this moment and have you here with me, forever. Only if I could." She sighed. "Daisy." He called, his beautiful eyes settled on her, looking haunted. "I can’t bear that look on your face." "Just be with me then," she whispered, her eyes stung with unshed tears. "I need you." Brett's fingertips gilded softly down her cheek. "You've been with me this whole time. There hasn't been a second that passed when you aren't on my mind. You own me, Daisy. Wherever I am, whatever I’m doing, I belong to you." She leaned into his touch, letting it soak into her and chase the chill away. Then she pushed at the edge one last time. "No more Lana." She said, "I can’t stand it." "Yes baby, no more," he agreed, "I've told her already." He added, surprising Daisy. "I’d hoped we could be friends, but she wants what she and I used to have, and I want you." Daisy felt a s
You Are Mine For Keeps. Lexington's Loss
Ready for work, Daisy stepped out of her room. When she passed Ugo's door and peeked in, she realized that her friend had already left for work without checking up on her. Weird! Leaving her apartment, Daisy headed out for work, looking forward to the hours of distraction she would likely find at her place of work. Her day at Lex and Gibson crawled at snail pace. Helping Donald create mind-blowing presentations for a project and dropping an honest unbiased review on all of them. A few minutes to lunch, Madison called her via the office phone. "Daisy, I’ve got a call on hold to send your way," she said once Daisy picked up. "And damn girl.., holy hell, this man's voice is smokin’ hot. He sounds like a special kind of snack called 'Chocolate-SEX-roll. The kind that is immersed in whipped cream before being served." Nervous excitement raised to the hair on Daisy's nape. "That's a hot way to describe a man, Madison." "And I'm not even painting words." Madison replied."Did he give
You Are Mine For Keeps. Something Is Wrong With Ugo
After going through a couple of reports with Donald, Daisy came back to her space and was about to place a call to Ugo when her desk phone rang again. She answered briskly, "Donald Rein's office..." "Daisy.." Her toes curled at the sound of Brett's low, raspy voice. "Hi, Gorgeous." "Tell me we’re okay." She shut her eyes, and smiled. The fact that he called, just to be sure of that bit of information, made her extremely happy. He wanted to know, to be sure she'd forgiven him for shutting her out all along. He felt it, the unsettling rift between them that was also troubling Daisy. She bit her lower lip. "We are. Why do you ask, is something wrong?" She replied "No." He paused. "I just need to hear it again." He replied. "So, I didn’t make it clear last night? When I was clawing at your back. Or early this morning, When you fucked me senseless?" She chuckled. "You did, Sunshine. But I just needed to hear you say it when you’re not looking at me." Brett's voice cares
You Are Mine For Keeps. Ugo's Disclosure
Ugo took a seat beside Daisy on the bed and stared down at the tiled floor, keeping mute. "Tell me, U.U." She bit her lip, not wanting to lie to the one person who has always been a source of strength to her. "I think there is more to my attack." She blurted out. "What?" Daisy shot out. "I'm not very certain... But I got a note from someone a few days ago." Ugo explained "Who?" "I have no idea. It was sent anonymously. The contents stated that I'm being watched and will likely be attacked again if I'm not careful." Daisy stared in confusion, and when she couldn't hold it, she spoke up again. "I don't understand. Why would someone attack you?" Ugo stood up and started pacing the short distance from the bed to the door. "I handled a case that had ties with the cartel several months back. Do you remember the case where I got tipped a couple of dollars to stay on?" "I do, I remember. What about it?" "I got the guy convicted. He was guilty as charged. It was a case 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
