CHAPTER 4

DAISY

My body tensed, but not for the wrong reasons. For all the right reasons. Wait, was there anything right in what was going on, though?

But Grayson asking me to call him daddy was for all the right reasons. I felt my body quiver at that request... No, it didn't seem like a request.

"I..." I tried to speak but him sucking my earlobes into his mouth made my words vanish into moans.

And then suddenly, there was a bang at the door. Luxuria was back. I hastily pulled away from Grayson, glad that Grayson had locked the door because if not, we would have been caught red-handed.

But Grayson didn't pull away, instead, he looked at my face, ignoring the look of fear on my face and kissing my lips gently.

"Open the fucking door, Grayson" Luxuria's voice from outside the door thundered and I shuddered.

Grayson pulled away from the kiss and I quickly got off the table, hands running through my hair which Grayson had ruffled quite a bit.

I pulled my panties up properly and adjusted my dress all in a hurry and before Grayson could get to the door, I had grabbed him by the arm.

He looked at me, a bit confused that I was holding him. But I ignored his confusion, stopped by the door, pulled it open and gave him a shove out of my room.

"I... I want to be alone for now." I slammed the door shut, not even letting Luxuria see my face before I did so. My back hit the door and I took in a deep, shaky breath.

My hand clasped at my chest and I breathed unsteadily, trying to calm myself down.

"Daisy," It was Luxuria's voice.

"Open up the door. Let me see you."

"I... We will see later, Luxuria" I replied, hoping my voice wasn't giving away that I had just made out with his brother. He was probably going to tear Grayson apart if he found that out.

"Daisy," His voice came again.

"I... I will really see you later, Luxuria" I got on my feet and hurriedly moved to the bed in the room, crashing on it.

My body still felt like it was on fire from both their touches. Luxuria's hands on my tits. Grayson's hands brushing my pussy so slightly.

My body needed a release but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I couldn't bring myself to touch myself so I just stared up at the ceiling, the horniness in my body system urging me to close my eyes, think about both of them and touch myself till I come from rubbing my clit.

My face was flushed and now I was feeling even more torn than I had been before their arrival.

Earlier, I only had to think about if I was the guilty one for not mourning enough over my dad but now, there was so much more to feel guilty about.

Luxuria and then Grayson. Both men in their forties, godforsakenly rich and hot. Luxuria was older, 43 and Grayson was 41. Way older than I was. How could I ever want them? And how could they ever want me?

Grayson was 19 years older than I was! And Luxuria, fucking 21 years older than I was!

And yet I had let both men touch me and I had liked every bit of their touches, so much that I wanted to open the door and call one of them in or maybe... Maybe the both of them.

"Heavens, please" I clasped my hands over my face and breathed out heavily.

**

It was now night and over the past few hours, I had been through a whole lot of emotions. Shock, panic, confusion, wonder... Lots of emotions.

But I had emerged from all of it, strong and victorious because now my mind was clear and I could think clearly without horniness blocking my thinking faculty.

I had made up my mind. I was going to tell both Luxuria and Grayson that what had happened earlier today was just a mistake. That way, I would put an end to what had happened today and we would all be able to move on as we should.

There was a knock on the door as I placed the now broken picture on the table.

"Come in. The door is unlocked" I responded without thinking. The door opened and quite fortunately, it wasn't Luxuria or Grayson. I don't want to be in any private space with any of them.

It was a maid of the house. She walked in, a soft but solemn look on her face. She was also dressed in black, clearly mourning my father's death, a sign that she had been working in this house for a while.

"Dinner is ready, ma'am."

"Bring it over to my room."

"The Draxton brothers are waiting for you at the dinning room, ma'am. Should I still bring your meal into the room?"

"No, don't worry. Thank you. You may leave"

"Yes"She walked out of the room and I walked in front of the mirror in the room. It was a little smaller than I would have preferred but then, it suited me perfectly five years ago.

I was dressed in another loose black dress and I had a black scarf over my head this time, thrown over my hair loosely and I had not one piece of jewellery or accessory on me.

Yeah, I looked fine.

I turned towards the door and walked out of the room, with confidence in my steps and yet my heart pounding at how I would face the both of them at once. Yet, it would be worse to face them privately.

I walked down to the dinning room and they were truly seated already. Opposite each other.

"Come sit beside me" They both said at the same time and I froze in my steps.

I looked at Luxuria, his gaze was on me, the chair beside him already drawn out then my gaze moved to Grayson who also had his gaze on me and his arm stretched to the chair beside him.

"Come over here, Daisy." Luxuria spoke again but the look on Grayson's face told me not to do so and there was no way I was sitting next to Grayson too because looking back at Luxuria, his gaze had turned hard and his jaws were now clenched, his eyes ordering me to the chair beside him.

"Fine! Fine!" I shut my eyes, waving my hand in an unstable motion for a few seconds before opening my eyes and passing both of them a look.

I walked over to the chair at the end of the table, effectively avoiding a fight by not catering to any of them.

"Serve the food" I said to the maid, standing in the dinning and the meals were dished quietly.

For people who hated each other so much, they were strangely quiet even as we ate but all through the dinner, I could feel both their gaze on me.

And perhaps it was my father's death still affecting me or it was what the events of today, I couldn't eat a lot.

"I... I think I will go to sleep now" I dropped my cutleries and rose up to my feet. Almost instantly, Grayson dropped his cutleries too and rose to his feet.

"I will escort you to your room"

I glanced at Luxuria but this time, there was no protest from him. He was totally calm, chewing and not sparing any of us a glance.

"Alright, Grayson"

"Goodnight, Luxuria" I said to him but there was no response from him.

"Lux" I called with a sigh.

"I am eating and don't speak while eating, princess." He replied curtly.

"You could have said 'goodnight, Daisy' rather than that long sentence, though" I grumbled.

"Let's just go" Grayson urged, already leaving the table.

"Alright" I followed after Grayson, taking one glance back at Luxuria before fully exiting the dinning room.

The walk up the stairs was quiet. The both of us didn't exchange a single word but as soon as we were off the stairs and my room was in sight, Grayson suddenly grabbed my arms and pressed me against the wall, pressing his body up against me.

"Gray...Grayson" I stuttered out his name, my breath hitching.

"Daisy" His breath fanned my neck as he brushed his lips against my neck.

"Don't pay attention to Luxuria. Give me all your attention, Daisy. I... Ungh, you smell so good"

"I'll take care of you" He kissed my neck and raised his head up, his hand now cupping my face as my heart pounded, the horniness I had previously managed to dispel now coming back in full force.

No. No. This wasn't my decision. Giving In wasn't my decision.

"Gr... Grayson!" I called his name in the sternest tone I could muster in that situation, giving him the hardest shove I possibly could and creating a bit of space between us.

"This... This can't happen. You are father's friend, Grayson..."

"But I want you, Daisy. It doesn't matter if I am your father's friend" He took a step closer.

"No. It... It matters. It matters a lot and my father,... He just died. I can't cope with this right now. I... I really can't cope."

With lips pressed into a thin line, Grayson took a step back.

"It's my fault. I should have thought better. Your dad just died and I am here... I don't know what came over me, maybe I just want you a bit too much..." He took my hand and I let him take it to his lips. He kissed my lips tenderly.

"I want you, Daisy. I want to have you. He mine, fucking mine." He kissed my palm and I could feel myself melting away.

"No!" I pulled my hand out of his.

"This... This can't happen again. You are like a father to me now, this can't happen ever again." I shook my head and immediately started hurrying away from him.

My steps were quick as I fled to my room, scared that he might hold me back again and this time I would lose my senses and get deeper into this than I should and even more scared that I would turn back, throw myself at him and ask him to pleasure me.

A step into my room, another step. The door slamming shut. I shut my eyes tightly. That was it... It was over. I did well. I did very well. It was just Luxuria left now and then everything would be fine, fine and back to how it was.