His to Control (Cape Falls) (5 page)

“William is a really great guy,” Peter said. “He’ll be there for you. Gabriel is one of his best friends.”

Gabriel was the town sheriff. Most people wanted to get rid of him, but he was a really great guy and took care of the whole town. Getting rid of him would not help the town in any way. Their annoyance with Gabriel was not as strong as their appreciation for everything he did. They might want to get rid of him, but as yet, it hadn’t happened.

“He is nice,” she said. There was nothing else she could say. “What made you work at his club?”

“I’m training to be a Dom.”

“I thought you were in love. Erm, never mind.” She glanced out of the window unable to complete her thought.

“Yes, I’m love with Laura. It is not a secret. Hell, Dean knows I love his wife. Laura knows I love her. The training and being at the club helps me to take my mind off my problems and to see past everything else. William is helping me to focus my energy into another perfection.”

Daisy stared at him. He didn’t look in pain as she had imagined he would.

“When you’re not trying to be your mother, you’re a lovely girl, Daisy,” he said.

She stared down at her hands. He didn’t need to tell her everything she already knew. People hated her because of her mother. She couldn’t believe she’d tried to be like her simply to gain her favour.

“Hey, I meant that as a compliment.”

“I fucked up over the last few years.”

“Yes, you have, but that is one good part of Cape Falls,” Peter said.

“What? Being able to fuck up?”

“No, they’ll never let you forget about it.”

She chuckled. He was absolutely right. No one in
Cape Falls allowed you to forget about the mistakes you’d made. Laura, Amy, and Anna were evidence of that. They were three women who’d been ostracised from the community.

He pulled out of the grounds and began travelling toward town. “The Steer brothers are hoping to change that,” Peter said.

A sharp pain flashed through her chest. “I know. They’re changing the town one step at a time.”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have brought it up.”

“Why not? They’re a big part of the town. I wonder if I should just leave Cape Falls. Leave it all behind and never look back.”

“Why?” he asked.

“No one wants me. No one would miss me. I could start over and never have to worry about anything again.”

“You’re wrong with one part of that statement.”

“Yeah, which part?” she asked.

“William would miss you. He likes you, Daisy. He wouldn’t have taken you in last night if he hadn’t.”

She shook her head, denying it. He’d agreed to be her teacher in the ways of submission, but he’d not been jumping up and down with joy.

“You’ll see,” Peter said.

Daisy lay back, closed her eyes, and allowed her body to simply relax. It was all too much to think about all at once. William had come out of nowhere, and most days he was all she could think about.

Once again she thought about what it would be like to have all that maleness wrapped around her. To be at his mercy and his command. Her pussy heated, her arousal soaking through to the sweat pants she wore. She clenched her thighs together hoping Peter wouldn’t be able to scent her arousal.

Minutes passed, and he finally pulled up outside the small apartment she’d rented. “I used to live in this place,” he said, staring up at the building.

“I know. I don’t think the landlord could get anyone else to rent it for fear of your evil rubbing off.”

“Whatever, it was a great place.”

“Thank you for the ride.”

“I’ve got to wait until you disappear. Do what William said. He has a knack for finding out if you’re lying or not.”

“Thank you.”

“Take care, Daisy.”

She nodded her head, got out of the car, and walked to the stairwell. Within seconds she was in her apartment. Daisy didn’t change out of her clothes. She collapsed on her bed and closed her eyes.

William's order washed over her. He’d ordered her to sleep and rest. She wanted to make him proud.

Chapter Four

William pulled up outside of David and Paul Steer’s house. It was a large place that looked more like a mansion. He couldn’t complain. Control was very similar in size and expense. Gabriel's and Dean’s cars were in the driveway. He followed the path round to the back of the house. Paul was yelling into the phone. Dean, Gabriel, and David were sitting around a table sipping some orange juice.

His friend Gabriel stood when he came into view. “It has been too long since I saw you. How have you been?”

“I’ve been good. How are Amy and the kids?”

“They’re doing good.”

William settled down into his seat and asked Dean about his wife and young child.

“They’re doing fine. Laura is exhausted and doesn’t want to hire a nanny. Peter is too busy to swing by to see her it would seem.”

Peter had stopped babysitting for Laura when it became too painful for him to see the woman he loved happy with another man. William didn’t say anything. He simply smiled.

“How is Anna?” he asked David, the younger Steer brother.

“Dealing. She’s been a little out of it these last six months. Finding out about Daisy has knocked her for six. It has all of us. Paul’s just trying to figure out what is stopping your deliveries. He got wind of it, and it appears there is some petitioning going on at the town hall,” David said.

William sat back and waited for them to ask him a question. None of them said a thing. Paul cursed and slammed the phone down onto the gravelled path before walking over to the table.

“I can’t get them to stop that damn petition. Apparently, the trucks cause pollution or some shit. They’re not allowing certain types of trucks through the town. The company you use apparently,” Paul said. He sat down taking a large gulp of fresh orange.

“I can’t help either. The sheriff’s department cannot stop the legal side on a pollution case. The greener environment is all the rage right now.”

William allowed the men to talk over him, his own anger increasing at the complete lack of interest in their own sister. He could forgive Gabriel and Dean, but the Steer brothers should care.

“Do you know what makes me sick?” William asked, looking at the people around his table. “What makes me sick is the fact you two care more about a club you never visit, a club you don’t own, instead of asking me how your sister has been.”

“She’s not our sister,” Paul said. William saw the other man grinding his teeth, but he didn’t give a shit.

“I beg to differ, friend. I believe the DNA test you demanded Daisy take, provided all the information you needed.”

“Don’t say her name here. She’s fucked up so much in our lives already,” David said.

Gabriel put a hand on his arm.

“You two pieces of shit,” William said. He had a lot of years on the two men in front of him. “So Daisy, a twenty-five year old woman is responsible for one, if not all, of your fathers going to her mother, fucking her, and leaving a baby behind. The last time I checked a science journal it never said a woman could produce semen. If my science is correct—and forgive me, it has been years since I was in school—to make a baby, it needs an egg, provided by a woman, and then sperm, provided by a guy.” William knew the sarcasm in his voice wouldn’t be lost on anyone. “Daisy had fuck all to do with your parents' infidelity. She is innocent in all of this.”

“She’s a first-class bitch,” Paul said.

“She doesn’t know any better. For her whole life she’d been living with that first-class bitch she calls a mother. You don’t have to like what your parents did, but put the blame where it fucking deserves.”

“This is none of your concern, William,” Paul said.

Anna walked out, followed by Laura and Amy. They were all silent as the women approached. Anne was carrying a tray of fruit, which rested against her hip. “I thought you’d like refreshments,” she said.

Laura sat down next to her husband, and Amy took the seat next to Gabriel.

“I heard you yelling. Please, continue,” Anna said.

“Baby, we don’t need to talk about it,” David said.

“That can only mean you were talking about Daisy. How is she?”

William noticed her question was directed at her two husbands. At least Paul and David had the grace to look ashamed.

“You’re going to continue blaming her for everything?” Anna asked.

“Everything would have been fine if she hadn’t come out.”

Tears were rolling down from Anna’s eyes. “I know she can be a pain, but this is horrid. I want no part in it.”

She turned and walked back to the house. David and Paul went to get up to follow her. Anna turned at the last minute. “Don’t follow me. I don’t want to talk to either of you.”

They both sat down shooting glares at William. “You shouldn’t be butting your nose where it doesn’t belong.”

“When a young woman comes into my club and begins to drink herself into oblivion, it becomes my problem. Daisy is hurting. I don’t want you anywhere near my club until you sort something out with her.”

William stood and walked away. He was at his car when he saw Gabriel’s reflection in his car window. “Why are you following me?”

“It is not like you to take an interest in someone like Daisy,” Gabriel said.

He let out a sigh and turned to his only real friend. “Do I need to contend with you being mean about her as well?”

Gabriel shook his head. “I’ve never said more than two words to her. I don’t know her enough to ruin our friendship.”

“Good, keep it that way.”

“You’re taking her at the club, aren’t you?”

William closed his eyes, counted to ten, and then turned back to his friend. “She needs my help. Daisy came to me, and I’m not going to let her go because of people disliking her.”

“I’m not trying to say that, William. I knew there was something going on between the two of you the moment you began to defend her.”

William flicked the badge of his keys between his fingers. Images of Daisy over his knee entered his mind and went straight to his cock. He wanted to sink into her warm heat. William wanted to hear her scream out her pleasure. What would his name sound like coming from her lips?

“No woman has ever gotten to you this way.”

“She’s not just any woman.”

“I know, William. She’s younger than you.”

“So is Amy for you, but that didn’t stop you.”

“I’m here if you need me.”

William nodded his head at his friend’s offer. “I don’t know if anything will come of my time with her. She needs something, and I’m more than happy to give it to her.

“I’ll see you around,” Gabriel said, then turned back and began walking the way he’d come.

William got in his car and drove back to the club. Peter was already back cleaning glasses. William took a seat at the bar wondering what life was going to be like. At forty-five he was already beginning to feel his years. Daisy was young and vibrant. He knew he could bring out the best inside her.

Peter put a cup of coffee in front of him. “How did it go?” he asked.

“The same as always. David and Paul are blaming Daisy for all the wrong in their lives instead of getting past it.”

“I saw that she got home safely. She’s living in my old apartment. It is a good little place.” Peter smiled.

“Dean and Laura were there,” William said. The smile on Peter’s face vanished.

“How are they?” he asked.

William knew he should tell Peter the truth, but he couldn’t do it. It was hard enough seeing Peter’s pain on a daily basis. The poor guy needed to move on.

“They’re happy.”

“Good, I’m glad.”

Silence surrounded them. William drank his coffee while Peter cleaned his glasses.

“I was wondering if you’d considered employing more people to work here,” Peter asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, Gabriel mentioned at some point you had a club back in the city. A well respected and busy club. Do you think if we got some of your old employees back, we’d bring more business over here?”

William thought about it. He’d been considering using some of his old contacts to try to bring more people into his club. “It might be something I consider,” William said. “I’m going to go and look up a few friends and check out some of my contacts. Can I leave you alone for a few hours?”

“Sure, I’m going to get the bar ready, and then go and do some target practice on the coiled whip.”

William shook his head, laughing. “Target practice?”

“Yeah, I’ve got to be able to hit my target without damaging the surface. I’d never want to scar a woman, William.”

William tapped Peter on the back and started back to his office. In all of his years of training to become a Dom, he’d never thought of target practise as a description.

****

Daisy was exhausted, but a loud banging sound was interrupting her sweet and pleasant dreams. She moaned, not wanting to leave the warmth William had created inside her. When she opened her eyes and saw she was back inside her own apartment, she groaned. Dreams were a pleasure and a curse.