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≈ Daisy ≈

There is no fucking way this is coming back to sting her in the ass.

What is he doing here?

As Alexander’s piercing gaze lands on her, Daisy can't help but feel a stirring in her loins. She's acutely aware of his body, strong and muscular, and he strides towards her, a cocky smirk gracing his lips.

“Fancy seeing you here,” he drawls with a low and husky voice.

She's come to celebrate the fact that she's finally been selected for a potential promotion soon. Where's her stupid friend, Lisa? She's the one who brought her to this "exclusive" club. Where the hell is she?

And again, what the fuck is he doing here?

Her eyes dart across the room, praying they will land on her friend so she can be out of this mess. She feels Alexander's growing impatience because of her lack of attention on him.

"I expect an apology from you, Rose." She rolls her eyes. Why the fuck does he call her that? Has he come here to embarrass her again?

She wants to leave but he steps in front of her again. Her mouth falls open.

Daisy finds herself speechless, her eyes scanning every inch of his chiselled physique. The scent of his cologne is mixed with the heady aroma of alcohol and sweat, only adding to the intoxicating allure he exudes.

Why is he looking hotter and why the hell is she zoning out?

Without warning, Alexander closes the distance between them, his hand sliding around her waist, pulling her towards him. Daisy gasps, her breath catching in her throat as she feels the undeniable heat emanating from his body.

Their lips meet in a hungry, passionate kiss, and Daisy moans into his mouth as he deepens the kiss, his tongue exploring the recesses of her mouth. His hands roam over her body, tracing the curves of her hips and teasing the sensitive skin beneath her shirt.

Daisy feels a primal urge building within her, a desire to submit to him completely. And as Alexander pulls away, his eyes blazing with lust, Daisy's eyes shakes as she just realises that she has found her-.

He leans in close to her ear, his breath hot on her skin. “We can continue this upstairs.”

Daisy unconsciously bites her lip, only just managing to suppress a gasp as she shakes her head vigorously. “No, I . . . No, I'm here with my friend." she says.

Alexander’s eyes narrows and he arches his eyebrow slightly. "And what does that have to do with what I'm about to do to you?"

Her blood heats up, "I came with her. I can't just leave her without telling her…" her words fail her.

What is she doing? She should tell him to get away from her.

“Oh, really? Well then perhaps I should introduce myself to her,” he says. His grip on her waist tightens and he draws her towards him again.

Daisy feels her insides stirring as he presses himself against her, his erection brushing her through his pants. Her hands are still raised up in the air and she feels the urge to lower them and touch him, but she knows that moving means giving up her chance at freedom.

Before she can react, Daisy feels his hand reach down and slowly trail up the inside of her thigh. His fingers brush against her sensitive panties and her body shudders involuntarily. Her breathing becomes more laboured.

“Please, no . . .” she manages to gasp quietly, before her voice is abruptly cut off by another passionate kiss.

Breaking away from his lips, she darts her eyes about the room, desperately searching for help. His lips trace her neck making her gulp in pleasure.

And then a saving grace.

A bottle falls on the ground, the shattering noise breaking them away immediately. She snaps back into her senses and pushes him away from her.

"How dare you try to assault me? Are you crazy?!"

Her body is so hot it's as if she just stepped out of a microwave.

"Assault? What the hell are you talking about? We were about to go down -"

"Go where? What fucking down?! You better keep your perverted ass away from me. I don't care if you're a fucking CEO or fucking mogul or whatever. Stay away from me."

"You can't lie you didn't want that like I did."

"Yeah, like I'd want anyone to rape me."

"Rape? Like what are you talking about? I didn't force myself on you." The more he speaks, the more he walks closer to her. "You didn't tell me stop…you didn't push me away…you enjoyed it, you were begging for more..."

"Stay back and get the hell away from me. You have a problem, okay? Do I look like a part-time sex worker to you?"

"No, but you smell and taste like one..."

Her face turns pink then ash. She throws a glass of wine on his face. "Asshole! Entitled prick!"

As she's walking away she looks back and shouts, "And my name is Daisy!"

He wipes the liquor off his lips then smiles to himself.

×××

The next morning, Daisy wakes up with a start. Her heart is pounding in her chest. She feels disoriented and confused as she looks around the dark bedroom. Her eyes struggle to adjust to the darkness of the early hours of the morning.

In her dream, she had been running through a forest with the wind blowing against her fur. As she ran faster and faster, three tails appeared from behind her, each one brighter than the last. She felt a strange sense of power emanating from them and suddenly realised that she was not a fox or a mere wolf – she was something more powerful.

Dazed and confused by this new experience, Daisy reaches for her phone and quickly calls her best friend, Lisa.

“What’s fucking wrong?” Lisa asks sleepily on the other end of the line.

“I had this weird dream just now… I think it might mean something!” Daisy says in an excited tone.

After listening to Daisy recount her dream in detail, Lisa takes a deep breath before replying: “I think I know what it means… You’re probably the Three-Mated Luna!”

At first Daisy is too shocked to reply. The Three-Mated Luna is an ancient mythical creature said to have unmatched power over its mate – something that would require three people with strong spiritual connections to unlock its full potential.

When it dawns on Daisy that this could be what she witnessed in her dream, she gets fired up.

"Are you fucking serious?"

"I mean…the dream adds up..and HAVE you met any of your mates yet, Daisy?"

She doesn't know why her mind rushes to that prick. Even implying that Alexander may be one of those mates is absurd.

"Are you thinking about that hottie from yesterday?"

Lisa's remark makes her roll her eyes, "What stupid hottie? I can't believe he's a businessman and acts like a prick. Doesn't he care about the reputation of his company?"

"I mean he's kinda like a behind-the-scenes boss dude so most people don't know what he looks like. When you told me what happened at the charity event I was so shocked you had actually taken the interest of a hot CEO dude. Lucky ass bitch."

Daisy bites her lips and rolls her eyes. What does Lisa know? She's literally always so silly and gives no fucks about life.

"But if he's one of your mates, it makes sense why he wants to follow you everywhere and claim you as his...oh, so romantic." She says in a Marilyn Monroe tone of voice and Daisy literally grunts and lies back on the bed.

"Over my dead body is he my mate, Lisa. Please don't fucking curse me."

×××

Daisy can't stop thinking about Alexander's touch on her neck.

He's such a pervert and an unapologetic one at that.

The way his skin felt on hers. His grip around her waist and the way his hand traced every curve in her body.

It's a feeling she has never experienced before - both pleasurable and painful at the same time. As she lay in bed that night, she can't resist the urge to touch the spot where he had marked her. The touch sends shivers down her spine and she feels a throbbing sensation between her legs.

The next day, as Daisy is walking to her company building she spots Alexander coming towards her. Her heart skips a beat as she sees him walking with purpose. Their eyes lock and they both know what's about to happen. Alexander grabs her by the arm and pulls her into a nearby alley.

"What are you-"

There, they kiss passionately, their hands exploring each other's bodies. Alexander's hands goes under Daisy's shirt, caressing her bare back. She moans softly as he bites her lower lip and then moves down her neck, sucking on the spot where he had marked her two nights before.

Daisy feels weak in the knees but pushes Alexander away, only for him to push her back against the wall. He holds her waist again and continues to explore her mouth with his. She reaches down to feel his growing erection then withdraws her hand, while still kissing him deeply. Suddenly, they hear footsteps approaching and quickly compose themselves.

"Are you crazy?! What if someone sees us?" She shouts at him in a whisper as she refixes her clothing and hair.

They're both breathing heavily.

"Do you want them to see?"

"For bloody sake what the fuck are you doing here?"

"I came to see your boss. Fancy seeing you here again, at the right time." He says with another swipe of his lips with his thumb that ties her stomach in a knot.

She hates when he says that. "I thought you didn't want to work with us anymore."

"I changed my mind." He grinned.

"I hope you don't have any stupid tricks up your sleeve…"

"Only tricks with you in my villa, on my bed…" he steps closer to her and she equally maintains the distance.

She rolls her eyes, "Why the fuck are you following me around? Is it 'cus of that stuff that happened in the charity event?"

"What stuff? You mean the part you messed up my tuxedo and left without apologising?"

"Yeah…is it that?"

"And the fact you also embarrassed me in front of my date?"

The fact he mentions his date now ticks her off. Oh, now he remembers her?

"Look, is that why you're following me?" She says in a huff.

"Hardly." He smiles arrogantly again.

"Then why?"

"Cus I want to."

"Or you're just a creepy ass rich dude who has too much spare time."

He chuckles and strokes his chin while maintaining eye contact with her.

"I told you I'm not a part-time sex worker. You won't get what you want from me. "

"Sooner or later, I will."

She grimaces, "What the fuck do you even see in me that you fucking want?"

He's surprised by her question. "Do you really want to have that conversation here, now?"

"Just cus you're rich, handsome and have connections doesn't still mean you can harass me and get away with it. If you persist, I swear I'll-"

"You'll do what? Report me to the authorities? Or to your boss?" The way he laughs at her makes her feel helpless.

"Leave me alone." She says with a broken voice and then walks away.

His gaze lingers on her until she enters the building.

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