Inside Alexander Maxwell's luxurious room, Daisy writhed, stretching her slightly stiff muscles. ..The girl slowly opened her eyes, glancing at the dim atmosphere of the room because the main lights were not turned on and only relied on sunlight coming in through the glass walls due to the open curtains. She sat up while embracing her body using a blanket, gazing at the view outside the building that looked so bright, slowly touching her stomach because she was hungry.
"Hi, good morning, Sweetie."
Daisy turned her head towards the door and saw Alexander coming towards her with a very neat appearance and carrying a tray of breakfast menus. The girl was silent, letting the man put the breakfast menu on the table near the bed and then sat on the edge of the bed right next to her thigh. She frowned, looking at the man who smiled warmly at her. .that smile didn't interest her at all, because to her the man before her was nothing more than an asshole for wanting to be a customer of a whore in a brothel. She thought there might be another girl who had satisfied his desires before her.
"When are you going to take me back to madam Nicole's brothel?" She asked.
"About an hour," Alexander replied then took a small plate of pancakes topped with strawberry jam. "You have time to have breakfast and get ready," he continued, handing Daisy the pancakes.
Daisy started to take the pancake and eat it little by little. She was relieved that her t hunger was finally quenched by the not-too-sweet pancakes. The girl thought of Richard who made pancake batter last night and thought that the pancakes she was eating today were his own.
"I've made my decision," Alexander said, glancing at Daisy who was busy eating.
"What?" Daisy whispered.
Alexander smiled. "You'll know when I come back to this city. Maybe in a week or so."
"I wouldn't know," said Daisy again eating pancakes.
"Why?"
"You know I will always be in a brothel..it's a place I can't leave and I won't be allowed to leave there to see if you're back in this city or not... It seems to me that the two of us are done starting this morning," Daisy explained casually.
Alexander was silent with a faint smile, glanced at Daisy still thinking of herself as a prostitute who served him and now the service hour was over. in silence he thought that he would never let the girl have a limited time to serve him, even he thought of making the girl his own, and that meant he had to pay a very high price to Nicole.
"You don't have to worry about that...I will come to meet you without you having to try to escape from the brothel," Alexander said then gently grabbed Daisy's right hand and kissed it. "I think one week is a very long time, it will be very tormenting for me to be away from you," he said slowly.
"Don't brag!" Daisy exclaimed with a wry smile and immediately withdrew her hand. "Don't touch me because now I'm not your slave... The service hour is over, even I thought you were late to take me back to the brothel..madam Nicole will ask you for more money as lace because you were late to get me there. She's materialistic!"
"Even I'd be happy to give her a lot of money as long as I can take you away forever from there," said Alexander.
"Hmm....you will go bankrupt. She won't let anyone redeem me so she charges a very high price," Daisy said then put the plate on the tray drank the hot tea that was available there, then slowly shifted her body and got out of bed while continuing to embrace her body in the blanket. The girl threw the blanket on the bed, letting Alexander's naked body be seen by Alexander.
Alexander swallowed his saliva, feeling like dragging the girl back onto the bed and thrashing her wildly, but he didn't. Why maybe he has business so there's no time to make love.
"You need millions of dollars to get me out of there," Daisy said. "But I'm sure you can pay for all that but it's useless because I won't want to come with you," she continued.
"Why?"
"It's hard to explain," said Daisy, quickly walking towards the bathroom feeling compelled to clean up.
Alexander sighed, glancing at Daisy who was walking behind him. Her sexy body that looks so tempestuous from behind, makes him feel compelled to own it even though he has to pay millions of dollars.
Drett ... Drett...
His cell phone which was tucked away in the pocket of the black suit he was wearing rang. Alexander immediately took the sophisticated object and saw an incoming call from Pierce.
"Hello, Pierce?"
"Madam Nicole has been calling me ever since. She threatened to divulge your secret about you buying Daisy last night if you don't return her to the brothel immediately," Pierce said over the phone.
"Send me the number. I'll talk to her," said Alexander with a flat look then hung up the phone. the man was silent with a blank stare, imagining the atmosphere in the brothel where perverted brains would be visited every night, then imagining that tonight and for the next week, Daisy would be there and surely be the target of perverted-brained men who definitely over love her because her face is so perfect. 'I have to have her... I'll arrange everything until there's no more chance for her to leave my side!' he thought furiously, with an obsession starting to take over his mind.
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in front of the building on the short staircase that united the terrace, Pierce was standing with Richard in their formal attire. Richard wore a black security uniform, while Pierce wore a black suit.
"I had a little talk with her last night," said Richard.
"Who?" asked Pierce.
"Daisy," said Richard casually, stuffing his hands into the side pockets of his pants. His gaze was straight ahead but in his mind was Daisy and the moment we chatted in the kitchen last night. "She is beautiful...I think she has a big problem or some kind of trauma."
Pierce smiled faintly, instantly imagining Clarissa's beautiful face that had captivated his heart from the first sight. Her beautiful yellowish-black hair, sexy lips, and dark eyes, really made an imprint on his memory, making him unable to stop thinking about it.
"Most of the girls who are in brothels are girls who go wrong..they must have had a dark past, had such big troubles that they were forced to do the dirty work there... And most of them were pretty girls, gentle, but forced to go wild according to the pimp's orders. .they were slaves, but I'm sure they never dreamed of ending their lives there. Maybe they have hope for a free life." Pierce said as he kept imagining Clarissa, feeling compelled to take her away from there because love, at first sight, made him feel sorry for her and wanted to give her the life she deserves.
"There is always hope but I think they are also overcome by despair," said Richard, remembering Daisy who seemed to have lost hope because she did not believe that there was a man who would free her from the world of slavery.
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