Chapter 21: The Confession

Daisy Dyer's POV

I was being pushed onto the wall of the back alley that I did not know how I got there. All I know was the warm lips on my lips. I was kissing it. I did not know who it was until I was gripping the silken hair that I know.

Dylan Windell.

I was gripping it hard as Dylan was kissing me. I know I should push him away but it was too good. I don't want this dream to end. I was pulling him closer before his hands were roaming my body.

"God, why are you gorgeous, Daisy?" He asked before he was kissing my neck and jaws. I angled my neck for more access to him as I was gripping his hair. I smiled as I pulled back to stare into his eyes.

"I don't know. I just wanted to forget someone tonight and maybe get laid?" I slurred as my mind was making me picture this man as Dylan Windell. I might be going back to a stranger's house and not his.

"And why would you want to be with someone else to get laid?"

"Dylan Windell doesn't like me. I can assure you that," I said as I was scowling at my stupid, hopeless romantic that Windell would love me despite everything.

"Did he say that to you?" The stranger that seems like Dylan Windell asked me. I shook my head before I was gripping his nape and pulled him closer.

"Why would I do that? He accused my father is a killer. Do you think he wanted to go out with his father's murderer's daughter? I don't think," I said as I was leaning on the wall. The stranger that looked like Windell was smiling before he kissed me.

"And you want any stranger to sharing your bed?" He asked. I pretended to think as I was tapping my chin.

"Maybe not the total stranger. He has to have some quality as well," I said as I was nodding at him. He laughed.

"And what is that?" Windell asked me. I was blinking a few times to him before I was smiling.

"He has to be good for me. He has to know that I don't do more than once with him. The real reason was that I don't want to be a virgin anymore," I said as I was smiling dreamily. The thoughts that I will be a real woman warmed my chest.

"So you will just give away your virtue to someone that you don't know? And while drunk you're doing it?" He asked as I was nodding at him

"Absolutely. I heard that it was hurtful for the first time. I might as well forget the first time hurt before I can enjoy to the fullest," I said before I was looking into the stormy orbs that darkened.

"No, you won't," the stranger that looked like Windell said before he was pulling me by the wrist and we were out of the back alley to somewhere that I don't know where.

I was snoring before someone was shaking me up. I grunted before I was looking outside the car that I just got in with the stranger. I don't know where I was but there was a big ass house in front of me. And I turned to look at the stranger that I got home with who was walking to my side and opened the door.

"Let's go," he said as he was pulling my wrist before I was being dragged into the house. I was looking at it before we were walking up the stairs to the main door. The door opened and there was a butler that greeted us. I think.

"Good evening Master Dylan. Miss," he said as I was looking at him before we were walking further into the house. I was breathing so hard before I was on the second floor. The stranger was opening a room and we were inside the room as he closed the door and locked it.

Click!

I was looking around the room to know that I will never see this room again. I was moving into the room as I went to the drawer that has pictures on it before I was looking at it. I saw there were 2 children, one with the red hair and the other with black hair. I smiled as I saw the familiar stormy orbs that I have known for quite some time now.

"Do you wish to go to the bathroom?" The stranger asked as I turned to look at him. He was black-haired and I know the other one must be his brother or something. I was staring at him as he was unbuttoning the shirt as I was panicking inside.

What am I doing here?

I think the stranger can sense that I was having second thoughts before he was pushing the shirt off his shoulders. His broad shoulders. I saw that his muscles were taunting me to touch it and I gulped at the sight.

"Liking what you see, Daisy?" He asked me with his sultry voice before I was looking into his stormy eyes.

"I…I…I don't think I can do this. I'm sorry," I said as I was running away from him as I was moving toward the door. He caught me by the arms before he was pushing me to the door. I shrieked.

"And why would you have second thought? I thought you want to lose your virginity to some stranger. And I am that stranger tonight," he said as he was looking at my face. I shook my head as tears were brimming my eyes.

"Please, I don't want to do this. I only wanted my husband to have it," I said as I was pleading with this man, this stranger that I hoped have some common sense in him.

"And if I don't want to stop?" He asked as I was closing my eyes and silently sobbing. His grips loosen on my arms as I was covering my face with my hands. I cried and cried as I know that Windell would never ask me to be his bride and his wife. I was a tainted person.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked as he was removing my hands before I sniffed. I looked into his handsome face and I was lost in his eyes, Stormy eyes. I sighed before I was taking a deep breath.

"I don't know. I was just being too hopeful that someone I liked for a very long time will be looking at me like you look at me. With some emotions," I said. I don't know why I confessed to this guy but I was safe to tell him.

"Who was it?" He asked. Should I tell him? Eh, not that he knows who Dylan Windell was.

"Dylan Windell. He was my lab partner for 3 years now. But he accused my father that killed his father for some stupid research. And I don't blame him. He was an orphan but I am one as well. I think we just don't get to know each other much to see that we have something in common after all," I said as I smiled. The stranger was silent before I turned to look at his face. He was trying to control something. Anger perhaps?

"This is a bad idea after all," he said as he was opening the door before I stopped him. He turned to look at me before his eyebrows furrowed. I don't know why I did it but I did. I stopped him from throwing me out of his bed tonight.

Gosh, I am indecisive.

"Then take me. Ravish me. I don't think I would get Dylan Windell in the end so I will not wait for him to share his bed with me. I just know that I wanted to give my virtue to you tonight," I said as I was looking at his handsome face. This stranger was a jackpot for me.

I was caressing his cheeks as he was trying to find my angle. Except I don't have one and I think I just wanted to forget that insufferable Dylan Windell.

"Please," I said as I was gripping his hair even more. He was looking at me before he sighed.

"If we do this, I don't think I can let you go any more," he whispered before he was leaning closer to me. I smiled weakly.

"I think you would be gone when the morning comes," I whispered as our hot breaths mingled and we were kissing again. The sparks flew and I was being pushed even more to the door. My back was hitting the door but I don't care.

"Argh!" I moaned as I was being hauled in his hands and he was striding toward the bed. I was roaming my hands on his naked chest before he was putting me gently on the bed.

"Tonight, you're mine, Daisy Dyer," he said as I was looking at him.

"And I will surrender to you, stranger," I said before we were kissing and lost in our passion.