FATED BOND

Daisy’s POV

Andrew drove Maria and me to the party. The music was loud as always and I had to adjust to the loudness. Maria greeted some of her friends from other schools and I did the same, even though I had never seen their faces before.

“You must be Daisy?”, a pretty girl asked me.

I nodded and she smiled looking at me from head to toe. “You are beautiful and I love your dress.”

“Thank you”, I smiled in appreciation.

It was a pink dress. It was among the clothes Dad bought for me from Florida, which I rarely wore.

We ventured into the house and I saw Stanley approaching with a smirk. “You came?”

“Yes, any problem with that?”, Maria questioned with an eye roll and dragged me in the other direction. “I heard he is dating Becky now”, Maria announced.

“Becky? What is she doing with a playboy like him?”

“Just to get f***** I guess.”

“Becky is impossible”, I muttered, remembering the way she was rocking her body on his on the graduation day.

“It ain’t her fault”, Maria uttered.

“Whose fault is it, then?” I asked with a grimace.

“The fault of the charming prince whose charms are hard to resist.”

“Even you?” I couldn’t believe Maria would find Stanley attractive.

“Nope,” she laughed. ” But I appreciate a good thing when I see one. He has a big beast too.”

“Maria?” I called. I should have known that was what she meant when she called him charming. I wondered when she was going to change for good.

“What?” She stopped to look at me.

“Nothing”, I replied and kept moving. The house was really large. Stanley must be from a wealthy family, I thought to myself.

“Eric”, Maria waved at Eric who was talking to one of our classmates named Mike. Eric came towards us and we exchanged pleasantries.

“How are you, Daisy?” He inquired.

“I’m great”, I answered with a smile.

“You didn’t tell me you were coming, I would have come to pick you up”, he said to Maria.

I could sense the tension between them. There were outspoken words of hurt, heart breaks, and unshed tears. Eric loved her. I could see it in his eyes.

Who wouldn’t love a crazy being like Maria? She’s got the vibes, the shape, and the looks. Since they’ve been together, I haven’t seen Eric with any other woman.

I was about to wander away to give them some privacy to talk when Eric spoke up, breaking the awkward silence between us.

“Babe, can we talk in private?”

“Sure”, she replied. Maria was back to smiling. I could see how hard it was to plaster such a fake smile on her face. Eric walked away after giving me a cute smile.

“I’ll be back soon, Dee-dee. Mingle with our friends while I’m away.”

“I just hope you two won’t have sex again in the bathroom while I am here alone”, I whispered into her ears.

She grinned and whispered back. ” It wouldn’t hurt to have a goodbye sex. She walked away as I opened my mouth agape. If there was any word like extraordinary craziness, that word suits Maria best. She doesn’t cease to amaze me all the time.

“Look who we have here”, a familiar voice that sent a tingling sensation all over me said. I turned to see him. The guy from the other night. He smiled at me while I looked away. The memories made me embarrassed.

“Are you ignoring me?”

I didn’t answer him. How was I supposed to face a man I had sex with just two days ago, that was the thought on my mind. I was angry at him but seeing him again brought a feeling I couldn’t explain.

“Are you holding grudges against me, Daisy?” He questioned again.

So he knows my name, I thought.

“Daisy”, he called again and I loved the way he called my name.

“You…”, I couldn’t find the right word to say.

“I’m sorry for whatever I must have done”, he apologized. He must have felt bad for having sex with me when I told him I wasn’t ready.

“Apology not accepted”, I responded and walked away, far from where he stood.

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Damien’s POV

I watched silently till she was out of sight. So now, you want to play hard to get? I thought.

To my greatest surprise, it turned me on. Why the hell is she mad at me? I haven’t been able to get her out of my head since that night. I fucking loved the feeling of her soft luscious lips on mine.

Everything about her was arousing, even the thought of her. I tried to get rid of the thoughts but the harder it became. She filled my night dreams and I always wake up with sweats.

I had never felt that way before with any girl. Not even Vivian, my first love.

Jessica, one of my classmate visited me a week after my lovemaking with Daisy and we ended up having sex. I called Daisy’s name while having sex with Jessica. Jessica got mad at me and left. I didn’t run after her. She was the least of my problems.

I thought sex with Jessica would erase the memories that lingered but it didn’t. I began to love the memories, except for the dirty slap I received from her. It hurt like hell. I was shocked and dumbfounded when she did that.

We both enjoyed it, didn’t we?” I asked no one in particular.

My subconscious screamed. “She was against having sex. That was what you did wrong. It was more like a rape.”

“Well, that’s true but it wasn’t my fault”, I grinned. “I was teaching her what it means to be a woman. She was willing to learn.”

I was glad I was the lucky one to pop her cherry.

I tried to drink as much alcohol as I could that night, just to get rid of her thoughts and concentrate on the party but it was a disaster.

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Daisy’s POV

“Stupid fellow”, I muttered, even though deep down, I was happy to see him.

I began to feel a tingling sensation in my private part and I cursed. I wasn’t happy he was having that much effect on me.

I drank a lot of alcohol and I found out I was tipsy when I staggered, on my way to the restroom. I got to the restroom successfully and I puked. I assumed it was because of the alcohol I took.

After washing my mouth, I urinated and was about to go out when Stanley entered with a smirk. He must have seen me going in and followed.

“Hello baby girl”, he grinned mischievously.

“Get out my way, Stan”, I uttered, half-yelling as I approached the door.

“Not so fast”, he blocked my way and I moved back in fear. I kept moving back and he followed till my back hit the wall. He pinned me down with both hands on the side of my face.

“You dare reject me? Who will save you now? Nobody rejects me Daisy”, he grabbed my hand.

“I can decide to reject or accept, it’s my life”, I retorted. I didn’t know where the courage came from. But I was damn scared.

“Really? Then let’s see who will save you now. I know Maria will drag you down here”, he said and removed his belt.

I was still tipsy as I tried to think of how to get out of the place. The restroom was a bit far from the main building where the party was taking place. Even if I scream, no one would hear me. He had removed his trousers and he yanked at my clothing, tearing my precious gown.

I gasped and kicked him in the groin. Then I ran to the door, holding onto my dress.

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Damien’s POV

I drank way too much and I began to feel pressed. I tried to find my way to the restroom which was detached from the main building when I bumped into a lady as I staggered.

“Sorry”, I said and the lady winked at me. I shook my head.

I got to the restroom and entered, unbuckled my belt, and urinated. I felt relieved immediately I was done. I buckled up again. Then I walked out and staggered back to the main building.

I was almost in the building when I remembered I left my phone in the restroom. I cursed under my breath before turning to go back to go to the toilet again.

When I got there, I heard the ringing sound of my phone. My eyes landed on it and I picked it up from where I dropped it.

I was about to go out when I heard the groan of a male from the other bathroom. It was coming from the ladies and I chuckled and thought to myself, “ Having a quickie in the toilet sounds like a nice idea.”From NôvelDrama.Org.

I got out and was about to walk away when I heard the voice that turns me on, even in my dreams.

“Let go of me, you bastard”, she yelled.

I didn’t need a second invitation as I barged into the ladies.

I saw Stanley, the head boy of Daisy’s school pinning her to the floor as she kicked her legs in the air in protest. She was already in tears. I pushed Stanley off her and threw him a few punches in the face.

“Damien, stay the hell out of this”, he said, spitting out blood as Daisy quickly stood behind me.

“Why should I?” I demanded. I was damn furious.

“Why should you?” He chuckled. “It’s none of your business, or is it?”

“Yes, it is. Daisy is my girl and nobody touches my girl, except me”, I knew I sounded stupid. But I was too angry to think of something else to say.

“What? So you’ve been f****** her?” He said and looked behind me at the crying Daisy.

“It’s none of your business, or is it?” I repeated his words. “Daisy, let’s get out of here”, I said to her as she held onto my arm.

“Not so fast. This is my party and I get what I want”, Stanley stood in my way, ready to fight me.

“Daisy, stay outside”, I shouted as I dodged his punch and kicked him. I punched his already bruised face and kicked his balls.

“Shit”, he cursed and slumped to the floor.

I kicked him again and he cried out. “Stop it, please.”

I squatted beside him on the floor and grabbed his long hair. “Nobody messes with my girl.”

With that, I let go and ran out to see Daisy shivering in her torn dress.

“Let’s get out of her”, I grabbed her hand but she stood still, shivering.

“Are you cold? Should I carry you?” She shook her head and pointed at her torn dress. Her bra was exposed and the dress was barely covering her full boobs. I gulped and looked away.

“Nobody will see you. This place is empty. Let’s get you to the park. My car is outside.

She nodded and took a step, almost falling to the ground. I quickly picked her up in bridal style and ran out of the building. The gate leading outside the house was locked and there was no way to get her out.

I saw a small gate at the far end. I dropped her and went to see if it was open. It was not locked so I went back to pick her up, after telling her to hide her face so those coming out from the main building wouldn’t see her.

I found my way to the parking lot and placed her down gently as I searched for my car key. I found it in the back pocket and opened the door. I carried her in before going to the driver’s seat.

When we were in, I sighed and stared at her face. She was looking beautiful, calm and innocent.

“Daisy”, I called. I guess she was still shaken. I held her hands and our eyes interlocked. “I’m sorry”, she nodded.

“I’m sorry about today and I’m sorry about the other day.”

She chuckled to my surprise. “So now, you’ve finally admitted what you did was wrong?”

“As much as I don’t want to, I admit I was wrong”, she was quiet again.

“Should I get you home?”

“No”, she blurted out sharply. “I came with my driver.”

“Ok. So how have you been?”

“Great. You?”

“Not too fine.”

“What happened?” She asked with concern.

“Your thoughts filled my head. And the lovemaking.” She kept quiet again. The silence lingered for a while before I summoned up the courage to kiss her.

She was still as I did that and I was scared she would push me away but she didn’t. I kissed her gently, tasting her peppermint breath.

“F***”, I cursed. I missed her scent. I raised her half gown down as she finally kissed me back.

I moved to the back seat and beckoned to her. She was reluctant. I was crazy with desire. I wanted her.

“Daisy”, I called. Then she moved and went into my arms.

I smiled happily and kissed her again. She kissed me back as I guided myself into her opening.