Lahat ng Kabanata ng You Are Mine For Keeps.: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

Daisy slipped into a silk top and a slim pair of pressed slacks and adjusted her gold pop stud. Since she had no hairstyling talent, she pulled her long blond hair back in a simple ponytail, then made up her face. When she was presentable, she forwarded a voice note to Ugo, checking up on her before leaving the bedroom. Brett's voice was heard the moment she stepped into the hallway. A tiny shiver moved through her when she realized he was angry, his voice low and clipped. Brett was never one to rile easily unless he was ticked off with Daisy, the only human that could get him to raise his voice and curse, even shove his hands through his glorious inky black hair. For the most part, Brett was a testament to powerful control. There was no need for him to shout when he could get people to quake in their shoes with just a look. Daisy found him in his home office, with his back to the door and cellphone in place close to his ear. Leaning into the doorjamb, she drank him in. He’d

"Brett." Daisy's foot began to tap against the tile. "I can’t just give up my life for you. If I turn into arm candy, you’ll get bored real quick. And for what it's worth, I’ll also get sick of myself. It won't or shouldn't kill us to spend a couple of days straightening out other parts of our lives, even if we hate doing it." She forced out, knowing that her heart wanted something entirely different from what her mouth had just verbalized. But it needed to be said. If there was anything she learnt from her mother, it was the pronounced warning of giving yourself and your man some space once in a while especially if you're married or dating a billionaire. Turning yourself into an arm candy may diminish the way they see you, overtime. And when you finally decide to do something more creative with your time, you might be in for a surprise at their response to your withdrawal. A divorce might follow suit if you're unable to talk it through. Because no matter what you choose to say,

"I still have no idea what you see in me that’s hooked you, Brett." "It’s what you see in me, Sunshine," he said quietly, his features softening. "That you can know what I have in me and still want me as much as I want you. I go to sleep every night afraid I’ll wake up and you’ll be gone. Or that I scared you away, that I had a nightmare and it made you decide to leave me." "No. Brett. Jesus." Daisy sighed. "I know I don’t tell you how I feel about you in the same way you tell me, but you have me. You know that, don't you?" "Yes, I know you love me, Brett." Insanely, outrageously, obsessively. She wanted to add those words, but she didn't. "I'm caught up with you, Daisy." With his head tilted back, Brett pulled her down for the sweetest of kisses, his firm lips moving gently beneath hers. "I would kill for you," he whispered, "give up everything I own for you...... but I can't, I won’t give you up." He stared at her for a few seconds. "Two days is my limit Daisy. Don’t ask for m

Manuel Hampton, Brett's uncle, a man who’d clearly rubbed Brett the wrong way when she saw the two men together at the Mayor's party. Daisy hadn’t gotten any further than typing the Manuel's name in the search box when her desk phone rang. "Are you serious about Paris?" Ugo blew into the phone immediately Daisy picked up, not offering her the opportunity to say a word. "Totally." Daisy replied smiling. There was a pause. "Is this when you tell me you’re moving in with your billionaire boyfriend and I can't come to the house again?" "What? No! Are you nuts?" She squeezed her eyes shut, understanding how insecure Ugo was but thinking they were too far along in their friendship for those kinds of doubts. "You’re stuck with me for life, you know that." "And you just up and decided we should go to Paris?" "Pretty much." Daisy replied. "I figured we could sip latte and cola by the pool and live off room service for a couple days." "I’m not sure how much I can pitch in f

"Do I owe you now? Daisy asked neutrally, returning Donald's wave as he signaled her that it was time for lunch. Sheila exhaled in a rush. Brett and I have known each other since we were little. Our fathers are good friends and I have no doubt that we will see each other around. Daisy, I’m hoping we can find a way to avoid any awkwardness."Daisy was shocked. This was Sheila, the same woman that had come up to her and told her that the minute Brett shoved his dick in her, he would be done. And Sheila hit her with that at a moment when she was especially vulnerable. "Listen, Sheila," Daisy started. "If you don’t give me drama, we’ll get by. I alone can easily screw up my relationship with Brett. Trust me, I don’t need external help on that one."Sheila laughed softly. "That was my mistake with him, I think I was too careful and too accommodating. But with you, he has to put in a great deal of work. Anyway....... I’ve taken up too much of your time. I’ll let you go now.""Enjoy your w