MasukDaisy: I am startled awake when the door opens announcing Kaiden's arrival. I watch blearily as he takes off his shirt, tossing it into the hamper on his way to his closet. He must think I'm still asleep because he doesn't bother entering the bathroom before stripping off his clothes and I am transfixed by all the rippling muscle in motion. The movement of his broad shoulders as he stretches his hands above his head and lets out a groan that settles deep in my stomach. His tattoos reach from his shoulders across his back, the lines hypnotically flowing with his movements. He walks nude into the bathroom and I'm left with the view of his toned ass. I lie stunned as the door closes behind him and the shower starts. My heavy breaths echo in my ears and I swallow around my suddenly dry throat. I've known Kaiden is handsome, I am not blind but waking up to all his tattooed nakedness is... something. When I think I've finally gotten my lust under control the door opens and I quickly
Kaiden.Kostas let out a bellowing laughter, "Is this supposed to scare me?" he dribbles from his wounds and pools on the ground. Despite all his bravado the torture was breaking him; his body at least. "These are merely our little bitch boys, kill them, burn them...it stops nothing ". He refers to the names I inscribed on his legs. I brush off his words, he's trying to piss me off. He's always had a problem with me, I never knew what it was. I remember telling my mum once when I was thirteen but she said he's hard on me because he knows I'd have so much responsibility one day but I knew that was bullshit even then. "Dimitrios should never have put you in charge and if only he'd looked beyond blood he'd have seen someone worthy". The mention of my father stings but I ignore it determined not to show how much it affects me."Hmmm", I pretend to think little of his words. Kostas was a begging bitch, he always wanted to feel important. He wanted his presence to be known so I always
Kaiden: I am up at the crack of dawn. I take a quick shower and place a call to Andreas. As the phone rings I am stuck wondering if this is how my dad felt with every passing day. In a house full of men, I felt alone. I sure as fuck couldn't open up to Andreas or Alex about how it felt like the walls of this damn near palace were closing in on me. Father always told me to never trust anyone but I would always tell Alex everything. When my parents died I felt myself change and I'm sure he did too. I became more secretive and it was killing me. Andreas picks up on the second ring, "Boss." "I'm going down to Kostas, I need answers. Now." "Yes boss" I hang up the call I'd never get used to Andreas calling me boss. I take the stairs down with two of my men flanking me, Daisy's words of how the men she'd heard hated my guts failed to escape my mind. I'd keep it as a reminder to fuel my rage when I get my hands on this traitorous scum. Andreas stands at the end of the co
Daisy: Present time: Kaiden scans the files, growing tenser with each passing moment. I still sit on his lap, within the circle of his arms as he reads them over my shoulder. The silence is heavy when he finishes and closes the last one. It crinkles loudly as he clutches it tight in his fists and when he places it with the others I see that it has been stained with blood from the injury in his palm. I reach forward to reclean the wound but his palms grip my hips, lifting me off him and placing me on the couch. His back expands as he takes in deep breaths, running his blood-stained hand through his hair before clutching the back of his head. An ache spreads through my chest as I watch him come to terms with the fact that he is being stolen from. Again. "Kaiden," I choke out, not knowing what else I can say. His hand falls limply to his side and I stare at the bloody handprint on his neck. I approach him cautiously, like one would approach a cornered beast, taking hi
Daisy: Hours ago: I get up from my spot on the bed and head towards the door. Placing my hand on the knob, I twist it open and step out into the empty hallway. The house is quiet. The silence making my breaths echo. I have to find something. I need to be useful in this investigation. Gathering my resolve I make my way down the hallway. Now that Kaiden and his men are occupied with a threat I can snoop without interruption. This time I won't run into Alex and his ominous words. Goosebumps prickle my skin when I recall his cold gaze and the stillness of the house only adds to my uneasiness. My path diverges into another hallway. I twist the handle of doors as I pass them. Nothing. How am I to find something when Kaiden has this place like a bank vault? I grumble when another door proves to be locked. Reaching the end of this hallway I go down the stairs, softening my footsteps. I hear the hum of conversation leaking from behind a door further down the corridor and creep to
Kaiden: "Fuck," I roar. I rush back to Kostas and pull him to his feet ignoring his groans of pain. Throwing his arm over my shoulder, I clutch my hand on his uninjured side and continue moving. Alex breaks away and joins me at his other side, taking some of the weight off me. With that, we stumble after the others as the fire bursts into the room. "Where the hell did the bullet come from? The whole place is going up in flames." Alex yells, he tries to look over his shoulder to catch a glimpse of the shooter but Kostas trips over his feet. With a grunt I right our steps, "No time for that, let's just focus on making it out of here." I instruct. He nods determinedly and we trudge forward. Kostas coughs and blood stains his lips. "Hey, you aren't dying. Understand?" I shout at him. His head lolls to the side as he blearily looks up at me and bares his blood-stained teeth in a smile. "The shooter was slightly off the mark, the bullet just hit his side when it was meant t







