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Chapter11
By now I knew everything about Daisy Stone's life. I knew about the trailer park she grew up in, about the string of felonies her father had been in and out of prison for, the drugs her mother had been more interested in than raising her.
I knew about the scholarships she'd managed to scrape together to get a few grants for the University of Miami.
And because of this, I was well aware exactly how out of her element she was, sitting in the back of my car with me.
My driver was up front, and Sergei was in the passenger seat with the bulletproof glass providing additional protection.
Granted, she didn't know about the bulletproof glass.
The divider allowed us some measure of privacy. While I kept a hand on her knee, I avoided touching her anywhere else. It had already been torture to get out of her apartment without bending her over the nearest surface and ramming my cock into her wet and welcoming depths.
This morning had been about stroking the sensual fire that burned within my angel. Tonight was to pamper her. I wanted to show her that I wasn't just a savage beast.
Though, I had my doubts that I would make it through this evening without letting my beast out of its cage.
The car came to a stop in front of the most exclusive new restaurant to open this season. Mary told me it was impossible to get reservations right before she let me know the time she booked.
She did like to show off. At this point, she was more invested in Daisy and I working out than I was.
Who the fuck was I kidding? That was a lie. No one wanted my hands fisted in her hair more than me.
Daisy started for the door, but I gave her knee a tight squeeze. "No," I told her simply.
I strode around the car and opened the door for her, making sure to stand in front of her so if any of her delicate bits showed while she stepped out of the car no one would be able to see.
No one needed to die tonight, after all.
I held my hand out to steady her, remembering what she'd said about her uncertainty walking in heels. Sergei was already out of the car and doing a walkthrough of the restaurant to make sure there were no threats inside while two other guards flanked Daisy and me.
Her blue eyes widened when she saw the guards, so I brought her attention back to me, wrapping an arm around her waist possessively and tugging her in close.
Once Sergei gave us the all-clear, we went inside where the hostess greeted us and led us to our seats.
Sergei hung back, but his eyes hung on Daisy longer than I appreciated. It was unusual for me to pay any woman this much attention, so his curiosity made sense, but he could be curious without looking at her fucking tits.
But then we were sitting at our table and Sergei was out of sight. All I could focus on was Daisy's immaculate beauty.
"This place is insane," she said as she picked up a menu. "Like, even crazier than you."
"I'm not crazy; I just know what I want. Everyone who plays all these stupid games are the crazy ones."
She shook her head. "You live in an entirely different world."
The interior of the restaurant was lit in moody blue lighting, with the booths and tables surrounded with blue LEDs and projectors on the ceiling that made the walls appear as though they were underwater.
The color along with the shimmer on Daisy's skin was magical. The combination made me want to lick her from head to toe, paying special attention to certain stops along the way, of course.
"So, what do you want from me?" she asked suddenly, setting the menu down, even though I was sure she hadn't actually looked at it.
Are we really starting out with the heavy questions? No use beating around the bush."Everything. Your heart, your soul, your cunt, your future and your past."
She stiffened and shifted in her seat. Was she just nervous or was she trying to relieve some of the tension in that tight pussy of hers? I should've had her sitting next to me instead of across from me, damn it.
"Forgive me if that answer leads to more questions. You're going to keep getting me fired from jobs and sending dresses that are too nice for me over to that apartment?"
"If anything, you're too nice for that dress. And you need to get out of that shithole of an apartment. My house has plenty of room."
She snorted. "I'm not moving in with you."
"You haven't seen my house yet."
"I don't have to! I'm not going to be one of those women who goes all in on a man and finds herself homeless when he up and changes his mind."
My fists clenched until my nails bit into my palms, the calluses the only things keeping the skin from breaking. There would be no changing my mind. Daisy was mine and I was never letting her go.
She must've noticed the mood change. "All right, Alek. You know everything about me somehow. What is there to know about you?"
Nothing for her innocent ears. Everything I could tell her about me would terrify her even more than she already was. "What do you want to know?" I growled.
"Touchy," she mumbled. "Let's pretend this is a normal date and start with the basics. Are you from here?"
I fucking hated thinking about my past. Seeing Borya today had already brought up too much old shit. But she had a point that I did know everything about her. I owed it to her to answer a few of her questions.
"My father was a good ole Russian boy. He moved here and had my brother and me."
"So, you have a brother? I've always wanted a sister. When Becks and I got close, I figured that was basically the same thing. Did your background search on me tell you a lot about her?"
"I'd rather hear it from you." The paperwork could leave out so much. I wanted to hear everything from her own perspective.
"Fine. I'll give you my sob story, but I'm not sobbing. Know that right now."
I held up my hands in mock surrender. "I'm putting my handkerchief away. Promise."
"When you come from places like I do, you almost never make it out. The odds are stacked against you. Not only that, but your friends and family want you to fail. Like, if they can't make it out, neither can you. Becks and I were neighbors at the trailer park. Our dads were in some low-level gang together and our moms would blow us off for, well, blow. If any of their boyfriends started getting handsy, we would switch out which trailer we were at. More than that, we would support each other. When it became apparent that my grades were good, Becks became my biggest cheerleader, always pushing me to try harder and do better. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't get that kind of support anywhere. So Becks isn't just a roommate. She's family."
Well fuck. The background check hadn't included all of that. But my beautiful Daisy didn't realize that she had also given me the perfect ammunition.
All I needed to get exactly what I wanted from Daisy was to control her friend Becks.
