I woke up the next morning with a smile plastered on my face. I couldn't stop thinking of Alfie. His beautiful blue eyes and smug smile were stuck in my mind. And I had no intentions of taking them out.

I stood up despite the rush of blood dropping from my head and ran downstairs, where everyone was enjoying their morning coffee and breakfast in silence.

Aunt Pol looked up and smiled.

"Well, well. Took you long enough. I didn't think you would ever wake up, eh. We had to start eating without you, love."

"Oh it's quite alright, Aunt Pol. I don't have the time anyways. I have to run a few... errands." I giggle and run to the kitchen to quickly make myself a cup of tea.

I heard a chair drag across the floor in the dining room while footsteps made their way to where I was.

I turned around to meet eyes with Esme who had a piece of warm bread in her hand and a smile on her face.

"What's up with you Miss Smiles, eh?"

I leaned my back against the sink and placed my hands over my chest.

"Oh, Esme. I cannot stop thinking of Alfie. He is such a kind and beautiful man. Yesterday evening, he pulled me outside and he kissed me!" I squeaked.

Esme's eyes lit up as she eagerly nodded, motioning for me to continue on.

"And then, he asked me if I would like to take a tour of his company. He said we could explore distillery... or something else." I jumped up and down in a giggle fit.

"Oh my god, Daisy! He obviously means that he wants to fuck you, yeah!" Esme shouted a wee too loud.

"Language!" Dean shouts from the dining room.

We roll our eyes and Esme whispers, "Well, are you going to?"

"Am I going to what?"

"Sleep with him, of course!?"

"Well, obviously, Esme. He is simply amazing. I have only known him a few days and I already think I am falling in love with him."

She smiles widely.

"But NO one may know about this. Not even Pol. I can't take the chance. I just don't know how I am going to be able to leave so late. I will never be able to get past the men AND Pol." I murmur and groan.

"You really thought I wasn't going to help you?" Esme raises her eyebrows.

"Oh, thank you, Esme. You're my best friend! I love you so much!" I say cradling her in a long hug.

"Of course, love."

I let go and stare at her.

"How are you going to do it?"

"I have my ways. Now go upstairs and start getting ready. I'll be up soon to help you out."

I nod and run upstairs, forgetting about the tea I made.

Forgetting about everything.

DUSK

I was walking down the cold, snowy streets, slowly making my way to the distillery.

Esme had helped me get ready and sneak me out without any troubles.

I thought of Esme as a true friend. A sister. Ada would have never done this for me. She would refuse even though I used to do it for her. That's just how she is. Only cares for her security and none others. I truly don't understand how I was even friends with her in the first place. Yes, we had our wonderful moments where I truly did appreciate her presence and her love, but most of the time, I felt dragged down by her conceited ways and issues. I just never said anything. I kept silent. I stayed in the shadows. Like with my father...

My mind grew back to attention once I reached the bakery Alfie had told me his distillery was hidden in.

I took a deep breath and opened the door to reveal an empty, dark atmosphere.

"Hello? Alfie? Is anybody here?" I speak and look at my surroundings.

I walked forwards and turned to face a portrait on the wall of about a dozen men including Alfie, standing and socializing with each other, almost unaware of their photograph being taken.

I turned abruptly by the sound of cough.

Alfie was standing in a doorway, his arms crossed and well as his legs. On his face was a small smirk. He was wearing a white shirt that exposed a good portion of his chest as well as his broad shoulders.

I smiled and him and he held out his hand in silence.

Walking towards him, I placed my small hand in his large one.

I followed his lead as we made our way down a flight of stairs and soon enough into an enormous yet empty room full of barrels and large, brass looking objects.

"Welcome to my distillery, love." His deep, husky voice spoke.

"You own this?" I ask shocked.

He nods as I look up at him and smile brightly.

"I even have me own office, eh?" He said walking me to a door in the far corner of the room.

"This is all quite impressive." I laugh.

Opening the door for me, I walk in front of him and let my eyes wander around the vast office full of papers and files.

I hear the door slam shut and lock. I smile to myself and stop walking, looking at the wooden floors. Feeling strong arms slither around my thin waist, I tilt my head to the side and gulp.

"I was hoping we could take a different tour for the time being." Alfie whispers in my ear sending shivers down my spine.

His lips collide with my neck from behind as his hands start to travel to my hips and lower stomach.

I bite my lip and press my body against his.

It was happening. It was finally happening, Though I only knew this man for a short period of time, I was ready. I had a feeling when I was near him. One I have never felt before. I couldn't describe it. I could only feel it.

I was forcefully turned to face Alfie as he begun to take off his shirt. His muscular figure was revealed as I looked into his eyes.

He grabbed my waist and our lips collided.

As our kiss became steamier each second. He began to slowly strip me of my clothing. He ripped the back of my dress as it effortlessly slid down my curved body. Keeping our lips locked, he took off his pants and undergarments. He was extremely large which frightened me yet excited me. Undoing my bra and and ripping my panties, he pushed me onto his desk.

The coldness of the wooden desk and the thriving feel of seduction caused bumps to rise over my entire. body.

Towering over me, he placed his strapping arms on either side of my head, trapping me in his lustful embrace. He slowly brushed his tongue against my lower lip and positioned himself at my entrance.

"Are you ready, love?" He growled looking me in the eyes.

I nod and bite my lip with much force as he pushes himself inside of me. Without giving me time to adjust to his massive member, he began to thrust immensely in and out of me in a rapid pace.

I wrap my petite arms around his shoulders as he sucks on my neck, leaving rouge and violet mark without doubt.

A loud moan escaped my mouth as pleasure traveled through my throbbing body. This triggered him to move even faster in speed.

As much as I tried to contain it, screams left my trembling mouth as I clawed at Alfie's back.

His strong hands moved to my waist as he effortlessly lifted me from the desk and carried me to the nearest wall.

Supporting my body, he pushed me against the surface while continuously thrusting in and out of me. I dropped my head back and moaned as he kissed my chest and collarbones.

My hands met the wall as my nails dug into the hard facade.

"Faster. Faster, Alfie. Please." I moan as he quickens his pace.

I was on the edge. It was coming.

My lower body was tingling. I started shaking as Alfie placed his lips on mine.

I could tell he was ready too. His body tensed up and he squeezed his eyes shut. I placed my forehead on his as he released himself inside me while letting out a low moan.

I simultaneously let myself go, my body shaking with great pleasure.

He stopped thrusting yet kept me in his arms.

He lifted my chin with his free hand and looked at me.

I studied his eyes carefully.

This was not lust.

This was love.