Masuk_DAISY’S POV“You love me?”“Yes, Enzo. I love you.”“Say it again.”“I love you, Enzo,” I said, bringing my palm to his chin.“I love you too, baby.” His hand moved to my neck, drawing me into a heated kiss, and just like that, the atmosphere in the room shifted to something more intense. His free hand trailed down my curves, pushing me onto the soft couch to lie down as he stared down at me, his eyes dark with lust.My breath hitched when he brushed the hem of my dress up—the dress he’d picked out for me—to my hips, exposing my wet panties. He nudged my legs open, giving himself space to fit between them. I moaned softly when his finger touched my heat, stroking me through the thin material, all while kissing down my neck.“You have no idea what you do to me, kitten,” he whispered into my ear, nibbling it. He applied more pressure to my clit, making me moan loudly, arching with pleasure.
_DAISY’S POV’t attend. On that day, Mama gave me a bowl of ice cream and took me to the garden. At some point, when Mama had to leave, Isadora dressed me up in a ‘badass’ look, as she described it, and took me out. It was so much fun; I took a lot of pictures and learned a lot of curse words. I didn’t know she cursed as much as Enzo did.Enzo couldn’t take his hands off me when I got back. He possessively took me to bed and slowly removed every piece of my clothing, all while kissing me. Xavier was discharged a week ago. He could move around more freely without help, but the doctor told him to take it easy for at least one week before he started work.Last night we went for a picnic—‘family bonding time’ as Matteo called it. Papa, Enzo, and Matteo built us a tent, while Mama, Isadora, and I a
_DAISY’S POVI sat on the chair in front of Xavier’s surgery room with the whole family. Papa was holding Mama together as she wept silently; Matteo held Isadora as she sobbed on his shoulder. Enzo sat beside me, holding me close to him. It had been five hours since I woke up from the hospital bed, begging to see Xavier. The rest of the family flew in after they heard the news, and we all hadn’t left these chairs since then.I couldn’t help but think it is my fault that Xavier was fighting for his life right now. Father had shot him; the same man I begged Enzo not to kill has brought sadness to the family. Tears streamed down my face as I prayed for Xavier to be okay.“I want to use the restroom,” I whispered to Enzo, standing up before he could reply. I wanted to scream; I wanted to sob, but I couldn’t do this in front of the family. It is my fault that he was shot.“Daisy,” I heard Enzo call be
_DAISY POVI slept through the entire day yesterday, only waking up to loud noises this morning. I sat in the middle of the room, staring out the window as the sun rose. Enzo would soon be here; I prayed that he knew they were expecting him and that I was not harmed in any way. Soon, it started raining, the once bright weather glooming over. My stomach grumbled as I hung my head low. Just as lightning appeared in the sky, the door flew open, shaking my whole body.“Your husband is here; let’s go, princess,” Viktor said while grabbing my arm, making me wince from the tight grip. He grabbed both of my hands and tied them behind my back, then dragged me up the stairs. I could hear the rain outside, which seemed like it was pouring heavily now. But Viktor ignored the first door, walking through an empty living room to an iron door. As Viktor forced me outside, rain fell directly on my skin, making me gasp with a shive
_DAISY POV’t seen or heard from anyone since Viktor and Father left. I missed Enzo so much; I missed his smile, his teasing, and his voice. Through it all, I’d come to realize that I did not just like Enzo. I loved him with all of my heart. He was the first and only man I had ever loved, and it pained me that he would be searching for me without rest or sleep.I heard sounds coming from behind the door, making me sit up straight, prepared for whosoever was entering.“You look so pretty tied up like this.” He walked up to me, his bad breath fanning my face. His hand came up from his side, making me instinctively flinch, but he didn’t hit me as I expected him to. Instead, he stroked my cheeks. “Seeing you like this turns me on,” he said as he trailed his eyes over my body, his hands moving down to my breast.“I-I want t-to use the r-restroom,” I lied, wanting him to stop touching me.His hand suddenly ca
_DAISY POVI slowly regained consciousness, my throat dry as I tried to open my eyes. Becoming aware of my situation and my previous memories, I jolted up with a whimper. The rope that was tied around my wrists cut through my skin as I struggled on the wooden chair with my legs tied together and black tape covering my mouth.My heart raced as I took in the almost dark room; my breathing coming out short and rugged. Panicking, I tried to control my breath, but it was as if my nose was not working; any breath I took in suffocated me. The tape was soon ripped off my lips, making me flinch, tears streaming down my face at the thought of my father doing this evil thing to me.“Oh, shut up,” said a man with a familiar voice. He switched on the lights and I had to blink several times to adjust to the sudden light. My eyes widened when I saw Julien beside Father.“Julien?” I said so quietly he almost didn’t hear m







