Daisy Keech And Michael Yerger Novels & Stories

Eliot Park’s POV I was looking at the woman that was named Daisy Dyer. Dyer, as in the famous scientist named Jayson Will Dyer. Was she related to him? So, I asked her the million-dollar question that someone would find it was offensive when been asked about it. “Say, did your father named Jayson Will Dyer?” I asked before Daisy was blinking her eyes at me. then, she nodded before I chuckled. “I thought as much. I am an admirer of your father’s work. I can agree that the meteorite was the reason for the Old Ocean to form. Say, do you have any work that he has never published before?” I said as Daisy seemed a little bit lost in translation there.

I finished. Daisy sat across from me. She hadn’t moved from her position—knees drawn up, arms around them, watching me with an expression I’d seen a hundred times across a hundred late-night kitchen tables. She was quiet for long enough that I could hear the tap drip twice. “If Chloe were premature and locked in a room,” Daisy said plainly, “you wouldn’t stop to consider who her father was sleeping with. You’d go.”

When he finally reached her, Daisy turned, her smile faltering slightly as her eyes met his. “Miss Croft,” Ezekiel greeted, his deep voice smooth as silk. “It’s an honor to finally meet you in person.” “And you are?” Daisy asked, her tone polite but guarded. “Ezekiel Chen,” he said, offering his hand. “The primary investor in Eclipsed Hearts. I’ve been following your work for quite some time.” Daisy hesitated before shaking his hand. His grip was firm, his eyes studying her intently. “Thank you,” she replied, her voice steady. “I’m excited to be a part of this project.”

“Ray Simpson?” Daisy immediately looked at him. “What?” “You were staring at Ray Simpson.” “I was not.” “You were.” “I was looking at the chandelier behind him.” Kael glanced upward. “There is no chandelier behind him.” Daisy narrowed her eyes. “You are not supposed to fact-check me.” Kael studied her for a moment, then his expression softened slightly. “Is this about him?” Daisy looked away. That was answer enough. Kael did not push. He simply offered his arm again. “Come on. If you stay here staring, people will notice.”

I was even more surprised to see Michael's assistant, Daisy, standing in the doorway with her computer bag over one shoulder and her purse over the other. "Hi. I hope I'm not intruding. Michael said that you were working on a business plan for a restaurant. Business plans are my expertise, so I was wondering if perhaps I could help you in any way," Daisy said. "I've also become somewhat of an expert at helping to find the perfect locations for businesses."

“Sweetheart, I don’t understand how a woman who looks like you can become jealous so easily. Besides the fact that I love you dearly, Chloe and Sarah can’t hold a candle to you.” Daisy wiped away more tears. “Honey, Sarah is married, and her husband works for me, too,” I explained. “Michael Diehl remained loyal throughout the ordeal with the faction. I promoted him to the chief security guard of the administrative wing of the complex.” “Really?” Daisy blushed, becomingly. “She’s married.” “She’s married to her fated mate,” I added. “They have two young children.” “Oh, Victor. I’m sorry,” she said. “Why am I getting jealous when I know you love me?”

So tiresome," he smirked and I rolled my eyes and flipped open my folder. NAME: Daisy Kellerman D.O.B: September 1st 2000 (17 years of age) FAMILY: killed in a car crash. You lost a mother, Jean Kellerman; a father, Martin Kellerman; a little brother, Joseph Kellerman. You were 8 and have been in and out of group homes and foster homes ever since. (FOR MORE INFO ON FAMILY SEE PAGE 8) PERSONALITY: Just be yourself, Daisy. You might even want to tone down on the hostility a little bit-

Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter. Glaring back at Mrs Angela, Daisy's countenance changes from happiness to a mixture of concern and bewilderment. "No, I'm Wade's fiancée," Daisy said, her voice laced with trepidation. "You…my son's fiancée?…aren't you his Secretary at the office?" "Yes, I am ma." Daisy Hunter replied, her gaze intent on Mrs Angela. Staring askance at Daisy, Mrs Angela's gaze was laced with venom. "This can't be." Mrs Angela said as she flung the door shut at Daisy's face.

Looking defeated, Daisy then holds my hand and smiles at me. “Please, don’t give up. It doesn’t mean I don’t like the idea.” She then gave me three compiling documents, it turns out three candidates for my personal assistant. “You can choose from these candidates. I can assure you that they’re a good choice and also part of the respected main packs of Alpha Zephyr, Alpha Aaron, and Alpha Elm.” “Alright, I’ll give you my decision tomorrow. Thank you, Daisy.” She slightly bowed her head and after shaking our hands she excused herself from the room. The three applications remained in my hand. Before I could read it carefully, someone knocked on the door.

He didn't look at Killian for long, though. His small, dark eyes immediately slid over to me, traveling slowly down my body and back up to my face. His smile widened, becoming even more unpleasant. "And who is this lovely creature? I didn't know you started keeping such beautiful prizes in your office." I felt Killian’s entire body go rigid beside me. A low, freezing energy rolled off him, turning the air in the room completely cold, but Richard was too busy staring at my face to notice. "This is Daisy Vanecrest," Killian said, his voice a low, flat rumble that sounded like a warning. "She is handling the numbers for this deal. Sit down, Richard. Let's talk about the shipping lines."