It had been a week since the terrifying letter from Robert, and Daisy was still on edge. If she wasn't waking up in the night with nightmares, she was bouncing her knee up and down when she sat. I caught her staring out the window yesterday, and it took me two minutes to get her to answer me; she was in a complete daze.

Luckily, tonight was my parents anniversary party, hopefully a good distraction for what has happened.

"Baby I don't know what to wear"

Daisy strolled into the bedroom looking anxious, wearing nothing but her black silk gown.

Damn I want to rip that straight off her.

"What?" She looked at me quizzically, with her hands on her hips, a scowl etched on her face.

"Nothing, beautiful" I slowly edged towards her, and placed my hands over hers.

"No, not now" she insisted, pushing me away. "I need a dress"

"Okay, we'll find you a dress baby" I started. "But first" I picked her up, and tossed her into the bed.

She screamed, breaking into a fit of laughter. "I said-"

"I know what you said, but I also know how much you loooove having my hands on you" I placed tender kisses down her neck, her small giggles dissipating into moans.

"What was that about needing to find a dress?" I joked, as I went lower. My fingertips slowly pulled at the silk bow tied around her waist.

"Mm, I can't remember" she moaned as her eyes fluttered shut.

She gasped as soon as I tugged the robe open, the cold air tickling against her bare skin. I was right, she had nothing underneath, except a tiny pair of panties. They were dark blue, sexy, and silk. My fingers toyed with the sides, desperate to pull them off, as her fingers reached for my shirt.

I leaned back and pulled it over my head, resting on my knees. Her eyes darkened as she explored my body with her hands. She stroked down my biceps, then gripped them as she pulled me back. Her mouth was slightly agape as she withdrew heavy breaths, tickling my face with every one she took.

"I need you, now" she pleaded as her nails dug deeper in me, then she pushed me onto my back.

She let the gown slowly slip down her arms, completely uncovering her luscious breasts, as she manoeuvred herself between my legs. All the blood in my body had rushed south, and I was now aching to be inside her.

I reached forward to caress her, but she was too quick. She tugged my shorts down, then her own panties, and straddled me. She was sexy as hell when she was in control.

As her slick heat sat aligned with my cock, I throbbed in anticipation. Only she teased me instead. Her pouty lips pressed tenderly against my neck, while her hands moved down my torso, and she rubbed herself against my tip.

"Baby, you're killing me" I grabbed the back of her hair, pulling her face up to me. She bit her lip as a response, so I pulled her towards me, wanting to taste those beautiful lips, as she slid down onto me.

"Fuck" I groaned. I wasn't expecting it. I thought she was going to tease me a bit more, but Jesus. My lips crashed straight into hers, trembling as I urged her to move.

Her body slowly moved up and down my shaft, with her hands gently placed on my chest. She was teasing me. Working me up more than any woman ever had. I always preferred being in control, but right now I was on cloud nine. I was witnessing another side to her I had yet to see, but I was loving every minute of it.

Eventually, she upped her pace. She wound her hands through her hair as she moved, and I gripped her waist for support, thrusting in time with her. I noticed every time her eyes would roll back, as her moans would become more shallow, and her breathing became more heavier. Then her walls tensed around me.

I cupped her breasts, flicking my thumbs over her peaks. She moaned louder. Her head flew back, and I pulled her down. I thrust into her, hard and fast, until her body shook from pleasure. Her orgasm travelled straight through her body, causing her hands to tremble as she caressed the side of my face.

Nothing compared to this woman. She was my everything. Just seeing her face flushed, and her body shaking with pleasure turned me on so much.

I continued pounding into her, listening to her little cries as her walls tensed again. I was about to release, when a second orgasm hit her. Her head was buried into my neck, biting on my collar bone as she cried. I lifted her lips to mine as I released inside her. I growled down her throat, gripping her hair.

Fuck, I loved her. I loved her more than anything.

I lifted off the bed with her wrapped around me, and walked us towards the bathroom.

"Where's Hope?" I asked, trying to catch my breath. I could just about breathe, never mind speak.

"She's asleep still"

"Good." I growled, stepping into the shower and turning the water on.

Dress shopping had been agonising. Why did women take so long to shop? Why did they have to pick out ten thousand dresses, try them all on to decide none of them were right, then try on another ten thousand. I was beat once we stepped foot into the apartment, yet we had two hours until the party. It took me half an hour to get ready, but I promised Daisy I'd watch Hope while she pampered herself. Apparently, two hours wasn't long enough so she didn't need the distraction of Hope - whom had already decided to play dress up with her clothes.

I wasn't sure what she picked in the end, apparently it was a surprise. I'm sure id love her in it anyway, but I let her have her excitement of showing me.

By the time two hours rolled round, Hope was looking pretty in a floaty baby pink dress, covered in sequins, and Daisy was still in the bedroom.

"Baby we've gotta-" I shouted, stopping as soon as my head swivelled into the room.

She was stood with her back to me, in the mirror. I could see her anxious expression as she twisted and turned, looked up and down, and double checked her makeup. Yet she had no reason to look anxious.

"Wow" I whispered under my breath, as I took her in.

She'd chosen a black strapless dress that reached her knees, accentuating every single curve. It hugged her figure like it was tailored for her, and made her glow. She looked absolutely breathtaking. Stunning.

"I'm worried I look horrible. My bum looks too big, my boobs look like they're about to fall out, and -"

I kissed her.

Nothing she said was true. Everything looked perfect. From the glamorous updo on her head, to the rosy red lipstick, right down to her black stilettos. She looked amazing.

As soon as I pulled away, my hands still caressing her now flushed cheeks, she went to scold me. I could see her nostrils flaring as I'd interrupted her, but I stopped her again.

"Baby, you look perfect. You are going to be the most beautiful girl in the room." I said. "I don't want to hear you say anymore"

She hesitated, then a small smile broke out on her face.

"Thank you, I love you" her voice was thick with emotion, but she really did look perfect.

As we drove towards the manor hotel accommodating the party, I let my eyes secretly wonder over to look at Daisy. I still couldn't believe she was mine. After everything Sheila did, I really didn't expect to find anyone else I could trust. Never mind fall in love with them. But this woman had done something to me. Her innocence and beauty had captivated me from the moment I set eyes on her, and there was no going back. I was utterly done for. There was no other woman for me, she was who I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Maybe I sounded a little ridiculous considering we'd only been together over a month, but I'd never felt this way before. I just know in my gut this is it. She's mine forever.

The party was completed with all my fathers old business associates, family we didn't really interact with, and some of mothers colleagues from the company she worked for. It was a quiet setting. There was a jazz band in the corner, low lighting, and the only other noise was conversation from the guests. If I'm honest, it's not really my scene, but maybe that was a good thing. We were leaving early for Hope, so at least I wouldn't have to tolerate it for too long.

"Nate!" The screeching sound of my mother's squeal as she locked her eyes on us, could of been heard down the street. Practically all the guests turned to look at us.

I smiled shyly and waved at as many as possible, before being summoned by my mother. She was wearing a dark purple dress, her short blonde hair had been styled, and she was cradling a champagne glass like it was the most important thing to her.

"Sweetheart, I'm so glad you could come" she kissed both my cheeks before addressing Daisy and Hope. "And you must be Daisy! I've heard so much! It's lovely to finally meet you"

Her excitement was no match for Daisy's face. She was evidently overwhelmed by her over the top welcoming.

"It's lovely to meet you too" she answered, hugging her back. I could see the smile was forced. I didn't blame her, I would feel just as overwhelmed if a squeaky, loud, overexcited woman came towards me. Especially when it was my mother.

"And who is this?" She knelt down for Hopes level, giving her a huge - but terrifying - grin. Poor Hope looked more scared than Daisy.

"This is Hope" Daisy answered, with a small chuckle.

Desperate to find some air, I said "mom we'll catch up later. I'm going to introduce them to everyone else" I gave her a small kiss on the cheek, then manoeuvred my girls out the way.

Mom had no clue she'd completely terrified the two year old, and potentially Daisy, instead she stood beaming back at us as we walked softly towards the bar.

"I'm so sorry" I nervous laughed once we were a safe enough distance away from her.

"Why? She seems lovely"

"You can be honest" I said, with one eyebrow raised as I studied her expression.

She laughed. "Okay so maybe she's a little 'out there' shall we say? But honestly," she started. "It's nice to know she already likes me. Or at least I hope" she added.

"She does baby." We walked on further till we reached my father. "Now this is my dad, he's a lot more calmer" I reassured her, my hand on the small of her back.

"Dad," I poked him on the shoulder to get his attention. "This is Daisy and Hope"

He turned around with an excited smile on his face. He looked just like mother did, only I hoped he didn't act the same way. He was usually a lot more reserved than mother.

"Well, hello! It's lovely to finally meet the two girls who have got my son smiling like a Cheshire Cat" he beamed, pulling her in for a hug.

Did I mention he was embarrassing?

"I have to show you his baby pictures when you come round, sweetheart. He was adorable!"

Yep, definitely embarrassed.

I'd made it my duty to keep an extra close eye on Daisy and Hope, as I was extremely worried being in a public place. Sure, the place had security on the door and it was invitation only, but that didn't mean Robert couldn't get to her.

I was trying to so hard not to look like an obsessive psycho, but I couldn't help it. Everywhere she went my eyes followed. At one point she left Hope curled up on the comfy chairs to sleep, so I decided to sit with her. Daisy has only gone to the toilet, but I was still extra concerned.

"Nate! Get over here, come have a photo with your old man!" My father yelled across the room, half drunk, swaying in his steps.

I didn't want to leave Hope, but Daisy wasn't back yet. Then I got worried about her, was she okay? Had something happened? I looked from the hallway where the toilets led, to Hope, to my father. Surely one picture wouldn't take too long?

I jumped up, glancing back every few seconds. As soon as I reached him though, he was a mess. His arm draped over mine, and he was singing at the top of his voice.

"Dad, come on I need to get back to Hope" I slapped my hand on his chest to steady him, and his eyes attempted to focus on me. My poor mother was in for a treat tonight. He couldn't even see straight.

"Dad!" I said firmly, through gritted teeth. Finally he straightened up - as much as he could - and called Phillip over to take the photo. Phillip was his best friend.

I tried to look back while Phillip sorted his camera, but my dads arm was pulling me in too tight.

"Right, lets say 'cheese'" Phillip mocked, laughing his head off. He took even longer to take the photo, and once he pulled the phone away to look at the picture I bolted.

I made my way over to the table to find Hope was gone.

I panicked.

My eyes frantically searched round the room for both her and Daisy, but they were no where in sight.

"Mom!" I yelled, running towards her. "Have you seen Daisy and Hope?"

"I'm here, what's wrong?"

Her sweet angelic voice came from behind me, and I never turned so quick. I leaped into her arms, holding her as tight as possible. She laughed into my neck, then pulled me back to study me.

"What's wrong?" She chuckled, looking confused.

"I couldn't find you and Hope and I-"

"What?" Her face went from bright smiles to gloomy and terrified.

"I couldn't find you both-" but before I could finish her body had swivelled round to search the room.

All of a sudden she started screaming Hope, searching frantically around the room.

"Daisy, I thought she was with you?" I cried.

"No! I left her here!" She screamed unintentionally at me, taking her frustration out.

"Call security"

She ran off towards the toilets, and I followed. As much as I wanted to split up and look, I was worried in case he was here.

God if he's taken her I'll kill him.

We searched the whole area. Downstairs, upstairs, every room was evacuated and searched, but nothing. She was nowhere to be seen.