Daisy studied the menu of treatments available at the Spa, and decided to skip her usual porcelain fix in favor of the deep tissue pampering. She'd been waxed two weeks ago so she skipped it. But the rest of the treatment designed to make one sexually irresistible was exactly what she needed and Ugo insisted on them.
While they were getting ready to begin, Daisy's mother walked in, carrying with her the effortless aura of a billionaire's wife and the beauty of an ageless youth. Her skin was soft even without touching it. A look at Bridget Ledwig would have a man wishing for nothing but to give her anything she wants.."Daisy honey, I can't believe the both of you planned on visiting the spa without me! How is that even fair.""Mom!" Daisy called, rushing into her mother's already open arms."Come on here U-U." She beckoned to Ugo. Wrapping the girls tight in a hug, she smiled sweetly. "Edna told me you came." She whispered to their hearing alone. "Don't be mad at her. She just wanted me to come pay for the services. So that she can bill me comfortable without feeling guilty about it.""That slimy-financial ripper." Ugo whispered."You want to sue her?" Bridget joked."It's worth putting into consideration."Daisy disengaged from her mother's bossom with a lovely smile. "You look amazing mom, I love the dress and the jewellery.They headed back to their seats cheerfully while the spa attendants resumed prepping Ugo and Daisy for their massage session."Well, I got some jewellery for you girls. It's in the car." She told the excited girls. "Whatever they're doing, I'll do same." She told the spa attendants.lA few minutes afterwards, they lay flat on their stomach as the masseuses did their magic with their hands.Clearing her throat, Ugo spoke up from her position. "Mrs. Ledwig, have you met Brett Lexington?" Daisy gaped at her. Ugo knew damn well that Bridget went nuts over any news about her daughter that is romantically inclined. And even the ones that are not.Bridget hummed with her usual girlish excitement over a rich, handsome man. "Of course. He’s one of the richest men in the world. Number sixty-six or so if I recall correctly. A very driven young man, obviously, and a generous benefactor to many of the children’s charities I champion. Although he's continuously made the news for some ill stuff. But most of these news aren't always true, especially when it has to do with wealthy men. Some journalist can go to lengths just to tarnish one's image. You are a public servant, you do understand where I'm coming from, don't you, Ugo?""I do ma'am." Ugo replied. "He’s got a reputation as a ladies’ man though, no doubt. But he's also known for his excellent taste in women. Do you like him?" She asked Ugo."Nah" Ugo grinned and ignored Daisy's violent head-shaking. "But I'll definitely be a hopeless crush anyway, since he’s crawling towards Daisy baby.""Honey!" Bridget exclaimed. "I can’t believe you didn’t say anything. How could you not tell me something like that?"Daisy looked at her mom whose face looked as gorgeous as ever even as she lay on the couch. Unlined, plumpy, spotless and looking very much like her. "There’s really nothing to tell mommy," Daisy insisted. "We’re just friends.""Hmmm, we can do something about that." Bridget said, with a calculative look that struck fear in Daisy's heart. "I still don’t know how it escaped my mind that he's your Boss's Boss. I’m quite certain he was blown away the moment he saw you."Mom wait, slow down. You just said something. You're saying Brett Lexington, he's.....""Your Boss's Boss?""Yes, how... how is that even possible?"Bridget shrugged. "Lexington is a business man. You work for Lex and Gibson remember." Daisy nodded. "Gibson Rayant is a co-founder of the firm."Ugo whistled. "So that means the Lex in Lex and Gibson stands for Lexington?""Exactly." Bridget replied."Jesus!" Daisy whispered. "Mom, how do you know all of this, are you sure about this?""Honey I'm married to a powerful man. Your father is a business man and I hear him talk about most of these men. Gossips move around wife's and girlfriends too. And at times, I seek out certain informations just to be on the know. You never know where you'll see yourself one day. Now tell me Honey, how smitten is Lexington?""Uhhh, Mom, t’s not exactly like that." Daisy shook her head. "Please don’t start meddling. You’ll embarrass me.""Nonsense! If anyone knows what to do with powerful men, it’s me."Daisy cringed, and pushed her shoulders up to her ears. By the time her pedicure appointment came around, she rushed off and left her mother wondering what she had done wrong and Ugo giggling none stop.Daisy shut her eyes as the pedicurist started on her feet. She tried to imagine how she would get through the long night ahead. Yes, she is a fan of dressing up and looking pretty. But charity functions were a lot of work. Making small talk was exhausting, smiling nonstop was a pain, and engaging in conversations about businesses with people she doesn't would be boring. If it weren’t for her parents who always insisted that they attend these sort of events as a family, she would have offered a thousand and one excuses on why she wouldn't be attending.After many lovely hours at the spa, Bridget and Ugo dropped Daisy off at her apartment while they went in search of a body shaper Bridget insisted that Ugo needed for her outfit to look perfect.Daisy stepped into her apartment feeling downcast and angry at herself for agreeing to go to the fundraiser with Brett. At the time she agreed to it, she had no idea he owned the Royal-crest hotel. Neither did she know he owned clubs scattered all over Fairview. Nor did she know that he was her Boss's Boss. What else was she clueless about. At this rate, someone could possibly tell her that Brett owned the whole of Fairview and she wouldn't doubt them.While she was still fuming, a call came into her phone from an unknown number. "Hello." She spoke into the phone after picking up."Daiz." She heard his voice and knew who it was instantly."Is there any other thing you own that I don't know of?" She snapped."What?""You are my Boss's Boss, really Brett. And I'm just finding out from someone out there, Jeez!""That wasn't any doing of mine Daiz. It was just a coincidence.""One that you decided to leverage on, right?" Silence. "What else do you own that is connected to me."There was a pause at the other end and Daisy held her breath understanding that indeed there was more. "Brett." She called."Your house." He said in a stiff voice."I'm your tenant?" Daisy asked."Daiz.....""Is that also a coincidence?""I'm a block away from you, Daiz. Let the front desk know I’m coming." Brett suddenly said."What?" She asked, feeling like she missed a part in their conversation. "Coming where?""To your place. I'm almost at the front gate now. Call the desk, Daiz." He hung up and she stared at the phone, trying to absorb the fact that Brett was right outside her house.Somewhat dazed, she went to the intercom and talked to the front desk, letting them know she was expecting Brett, and while she was still talking, he walked into the lobby. A few moments after that, he was at her door. It was only then that she remembered she was dressed in a sleeveless gown that stopped mid-thigh.Confused as to the type of impression Brett would get from her appearance. She rushed into her room and reappeared with a black leather jacket which helped to cover up the previously exposed skin on hee upper body.She went to the door and let him in. Bret stood in the hallway for a long moment, his gaze raking Daisy from her head down to her neatly manicured toes. Daisy on the other hand was equally stunned by his appearance. The way he looked in washed jeans and a T-shirt made her want to undress. "Hi." He smiled at her."Come in." Daisy said, stepping aside.He stepped in like he was gliding through the floor. He aura magnetic. The smell of his cologne woody and dominat
Ugo stepped in and threw a suspicious gaze at Daisy. "Did I miss something." She joked, pushing a box of grilled turkey and vegan cream to Daisy.Daisy shook her head and hid her blush. "Your father got those for us. He said you should give him a call." Ugo added."You went to the house?"She shook her head. "He made a quick stop at the lingerie store to see your mom."Daisy grabbed the meal box and starting dialing her father's line at once. "Dad, glad I caught you." She adjusted her grip on the phone receiver, placed her meal on the kitchen counter and pulled up a stool. "Ugo delivered your message, how are you?" "Better, now that you've called. How is work treating you my damsel?"Daisy went over her days from Monday through Friday, skipping over all the Brett's parts. "I really like my boss, Mr. Donald." She stated. "And the vibe I get from the other workers at the firm is quite contagious and beautiful. I'm happy going to work every day, and I'm bummed out when it's time to go h
Daisy and Ugo had met first at Lilycity, when Daisy traveled to visit her grandmother. Then they ran into each other again during college at Bronx where their friendship kicked off officially as flatmates and later roommates. Ugo was the sibling Daisy never had and Daisy, the sibling Ugo never had. Overtime, their relationships spread across both parents such that when Ugo decided to practice at Fairview, her parents didn't object because the Ledwigs were now living in the same city. The intercom buzzed causing Daisy to jump, making her realize how nervous she was. She sighed, realizing she forgot to tell the front desk Brett was coming back. She looked at Ugo. "I’ll get him. Are you going to be okay riding over with Eric and my mom?" "Are you kidding. Eric is like the coolest chauffeur and bodyguard in town and your parents, they adore me." Her smile dimmed. "Having second thoughts about going with Lexington?" Daisy took a deep breath, remembering the spark that transpired between
A smart dark limousine was waiting at the curb, and the driver opened the door when Brett and Daisy stepped outside. Daisy slid across the seat at the opposite side and adjusted her gown. When Brett settled beside her and the door shut, she became highly conscious of his vibrating closeness, the masculine fragrance of his cologne, breathing him in, and telling herself to relax and enjoy his company. Brett took her hand, swallowing hard, he shut his eyes briefly and breathed in, wishing this little moment would never end. Daisy was looking like a snack, carefully baked with healthy ingredients and decorated sweetly in a very attractive way. Except this particular snack, was the type he wanted for himself and no one else. He ran his fingertips over Daisy's palm, a simple touch that sparked a fierce lust. He caught her gaze and noted that brief message that passed through her eyes. She was hot for him as much as he was for her. The expression on her face was enough evidence. Daisy sh
The entrance to the building where the fundraiser was being held was packed. Spectators, the media, journalists, paparazzi photographers, guards and several others. Camera lights flashes spread across faces as various guests arrive. Brett and Daisy made it out of the Limo and somehow daisy managed to keep a smiley face while they walked the length of the red carpet, with Brett holding her firmly on the small of her back, in acute possessiveness. The moment they crossed over into the building, someone called his name and he turned. Daisy took the opportunity to slip off her hands from his grasp but he held her back anyway, a smile on his face while he turned to his caller."Martin, it's nice seeing you here. You look great." He greeted a chubby older looking man."Same here Lexington. You are perfect, as always.""Meet Daisy, a friend of mine. This is Martin, Daisy. He's a business associate and a former colleague." He introduced them before they resumed their walk into the circle of
Sipping her champagne, Daisy slid into an autopilot mode of self-preservation. One she had not used in many years. Brett introduced her to more people, and being a social Queen-Bee courtesy of her mother, she performed extremely well. She spoke at the appropriate moments, cracked jokes when needed, smiled when necessary, even as she was boiling with jealousy inside. Fake or genuine, she did smile and smile is a smile, doesn't matter how genuine it was. Even with the internal riot she was battling, she struggled to pay attention to the discussions so as to know the right words to say and when she's expected to say them.Yet she was still conscious of the Sheila Robbin's figure gliding across the room, giving her subtle sharp spear-piercing stares once in a while. Brett on the other hand was extremely grateful for her presence and the way she was handling the people they had discussions with. He was more than pleased to discover that within five years, Daisy has grown not just bigger, b
"Are you with someone Dee?" Ray asked.Daisy shook her head just before she could register the question and just how broad it was."So you’re available." She took a deep breath, feeling uncomfortable despite how fluidly they moved together. "Well, I’m not taken." Ray flashed his charismatic boyish grin. "My night just took a good turn." He filled the rest of their time in the dancefloor with amusing anecdotes about his new band and the progress they were making and how much fun he was having doing his favorite thing and making tons of cash from it.His stories made Daisy laugh and took her mind off Brett for the time being. When the song ended, Ugo was there to take the next one. After playing a brief catch-up with Ugo who wasn't in the least interested, Ray left the dancefloor making Daisy promise to let him know before she leaves.Ugo gave Daisy a stern look once they started dancing. They danced very well as a couple because they'd taken lessons together. Daisy finally felt relax
Ugo snorted, pressing her ignore button. Daisy swallowed past the lump in her throat. "You gave a wonderful speech tonight, Brett. It enjoyed every bit of it." He sucked in a sharp breath and shoved a hand through his hair. Abruptly, he cursed under his breath pulling his vibrating phone out of his pocket, he glanced at the screen. "I have to go, Daiz." His gaze caught hers and held it for a while. His fingertips drifted over her cheek. "I’ll call you, please." He eyes held a plea but his face didn't and then he was gone. "Do you want to stay?" Ugo asked quietly. "No." "I’ll take you home, then." Ugo said calmly."No, don’t." Daisy insisted.She wanted to be alone for a bit. Soak herself in a hot bath, take a few glasses of wine and pull herself out of her self-induced misery. "You should stay here. It might be good for your career. We will talk when you get home. If not today, tomorrow. I’m seriously going to need the solitude." Ugo nodded. Her gaze darted over her friend's face