"Daisy," Blake said in my ear and shook me roughly. "Wake up."
I groaned and forced my eyes open. "You better have a good excuse for waking me," I grumbled.
"Trust me," Blake smirked. "Get up, we're going to bed."
I noticed I had fallen asleep in Blake's lap and I quickly jumped up, swearing when I put too much pressure on my leg.
"You're an idiot," Blake chuckled. "We're off to bed, night guys."
"Don't do anything your mothers wouldn't!" Mason called and I rolled my eyes as we walked out of the room.
"They're so going to fuck," Jack muttered and Blake chuckled as we walked up the stairs and went into his room. As soon as the door was shut behind us Blake grabbed my top, well technically it was his, and pulled me down onto his bed. His lips found mine and suddenly it felt like I hadn't been gone at all. I pulled his top over his head and his hands tugged my shorts down.
I groaned softly and Blake trailed kisses down my neck. I unbuckled his belt as his hands went low and pulled my thong down. He gently teased my clit with his fingers, refusing to go any further until I managed to get his damn belt undone. Once I unbuckled it I tugged his jeans down and his lips were back on mine.
"God, I missed this," Blake groaned and I arched my back upwards as he entered me. I moaned softly and gripped his arms as he started to move his hips harder and faster.
"So did I," I whispered.
I woke butt naked lying on the bed next to Blake.
"Morning," he mumbled and I yawned.
"Morning," I said and went to sit up, but Blake grabbed my waist and pulled me to his chest. He ran fingers down my ribs and along my thigh and I shivered.
"If you had run away then you wouldn't have experienced that last night," Blake smirked and I rolled my eyes.
Suddenly the door flew open and I gasped in surprise as Oli and Jack burst in.
"Jesus, get out!" I yelled and Blake swore, grabbing his bed quilt and covering us both up.
"Okay, they fucked," Jack nodded.
"Obviously!" I hissed.
"I will beat you with my sock if you've barged in here for some irrelevant reason," Blake warned and his hand went down to my stomach under the quilt as he spoke to the guys.
"They need you at the Agency at 1 pm," Oli said and I tensed when Blake started to move his hand down lower. "You need to help out with the recruits' self-defense class."
Mason walked past the room and stopped behind Jack and Oli. "And we need food," he called and looked at me, "that's your job, sweet cheeks."
"Sure, whatever," I said and hoped they would leave. I bit my lip as Blake's fingers reached sensitive places.
"Man, that's fucking disgusting, in front of us?" Mason said and Blake smirked.
"What?" Oli frowned.
"Blake, stop fingering Daisy and get your ass out of bed," Mason said and I groaned, going bright red.
"Oh, lovely," Jack said sarcastically, and soon the door was shut and we were left alone.
Blake laughed and rolled out of bed. I reached over to the side of the bed and grabbed the t-shirt I was wearing last night. I pulled it over my head and stood up, groaning when my leg ached. I quickly put my underwear on and ran my fingers through my long hair.
"How are you feeling?" Blake wondered, pulling a pair of grey sweatpants on.
"Wonderful," I grumbled and looked in Blake's mirror that was hanging up on his wall. I had a nasty gash above my right eyebrow, I was sporting a lovely bruise on my left cheek just below my eye and I also had a bruise on my temple from where Blake had hit me with the gun. I poked the tender skin and winced.
"You've had worse," Blake shrugged and he walked out of his room. I sighed and followed him out, walking into the kitchen that seemed awfully busy. It was going to be strange getting used to living with five new people.
I looked at Eli who was standing in front of the kettle and I sighed, walking over to him. "Can you move?" I said and he looked down at me. He was shirtless, like all of the guys, and his arms were crossed over his tattoo-littered chest.
"No."
"Move out of my way," I snapped.
"I said no."
"Do you want a punch?"
Eli scoffed and rolled his eyes. "You could try your best."
I narrowed my eyes, but before I could do anything Mason walked past me and slapped my ass that was barely covered by Blake's t-shirt.
I span around and aimed a punch at Mason, but Blake jumped in my way and caught my fist. "It's been less than a day, Mason can wait a little longer before he gets a punch," Blake smirked and forced my fist down.
Mason looked over his shoulder and grinned at me.
"You're such a pervert!" I called.
"You're the one walking around with your ass barely covered, sweetheart," Mason chuckled. "I'm just a guy."
Before I could reply there was a loud knock on the front door and I sent a glare to Eli before turning in my heel and walking out of the kitchen. I opened the door to reveal Rob, dressed smartly in a suit. His brown hair was combed back sleekly and he was looking down at his phone.
He was only in his early 40s. He hadn't planned on adopting me, he just saved me from a bad situation and the adoption was a spur-of-the-moment thing. We didn't have the best relationship, but I owed my life to him and even though I would never admit it, I loved him.
I walked off and left the door open for Rob to come in. I made my way back to the kitchen and all of the new guys, minus Eli, were sitting at the table with Blake, Jack, and Mason drinking coffee and eating cereal that was probably stale.
I leaned against a kitchen counter next to Oli and glared at Eli who was standing opposite me.
"Who was it, Dais?" Blake wondered just as Rob entered the room.
The new guys, minus Eli, were shocked at his presence and they stood to attention respectfully along with everyone else apart from me. I remained slouched against the counter. I smirked at the new guy's shocked face, it wasn't every day that the owner of the assassin organization you worked for did home visits.
"At ease guys," Rob said in a friendly tone. He turned to give me a stern look and I smiled sweetly at him, not caring that I was disrespectful. "I'm glad to see you all getting along."
"Not all of us," Blake coughed and Rob smiled, looking at me and Eli.
"You're grown-ups, deal with it," he said but it was mainly aimed towards me. "She's not tried running off yet has she?"
"She's not stupid," Blake smirked.
"I put a tracker in her like you said," Jack explained and I rubbed my wrist that was swore because of it. "She won't run."
"She'll still try given the chance," Rob shrugged.
I put a hand over my heart. "You know your daughter so well."
Carter suddenly coughed as he choked on his cereal. He looked between Rob and me with wide eyes. "Daughter?"
"Adopted daughter," I muttered.
"So she seems so keen on reminding me," Rob muttered. "I was going to tell Daisy by herself but then I realised she wouldn't go so I'm telling all of you so she has no choice. She has to go to the Agency every Wednesday and Friday at 11 am for counseling. Make sure she goes."
"I don't need counseling, Rob," I said.
"Guys, drag her there kicking and screaming, I really don't care as long as she gets there," Rob shrugged and I narrowed my eyes at him.
"I do not need a fucking shrink, dad," I snapped.
"We'll make sure she goes," Oli spoke up. He was usually the responsible one out of us a lot.
"Thank you, Oli," Rob smiled and he took something out of his pocket. He walked forward and placed it on the table. It was a small silver band that looked big enough to go around someone's wrist. "And I don't care how, but get this on her wrist."
"I am here, you don't need to talk about me like I'm not," I said.
"You would ignore me even if I did," Rob said, not looking up at me.
"What is it?" Tom asked, picking up the band.
"It's a tracker of sorts," Jack explained. "I designed the prototype. Once on a person's wrist, it will track every online and technological movement they make. If the person starts delving into things they shouldn't it will block them out."
"Why have I got to wear that?" I asked.
"Because I don't trust you to just sit around and accept being back here," Rob said. "I raised you to be one of the best agents, I know you will sneak around finding ways to escape again. This band will stop you. You won't even be able to pick up your phone without someone knowing. Even if you change the TV channel the bracelet will know. It's going to stop you from hacking into the Agency."
"Your trust in me is overwhelming," I said and Rob smirked.
"I wouldn't expect anything less from my daughter," he said. "But you aren't getting away, Daisy."
I just sighed and crossed my arms over my chest.
"You're also on house arrest," Rob said, "until I say it's over."
"House arrest?" I repeated.
"Yes. You're grounded, young lady," he said sternly. "Don't think I forgot about punishing you. I can make your life hell, Daisy, so you better start behaving."
"Sir yes sir," I said cheekily.
"You're only allowed to leave for your sessions with the counselor. Am I clear?"
"Crystal," I sighed.
"I better be off," Rob said. He walked over to me and kissed my forehead quickly before turning on his heel and walking away.
"Bye, Dad," I grumbled.
"These have come a long way since the first prototype," Jack commented, examining the bracelet.
Jack was sort of a genius. He loved to engineer new tech and was an expert at it. A lot of the gadgets we had at the Agency came from him. He was only 19, but one of the smartest people I had ever met.
He was also one of the most annoying.
"It's a really clever idea," Erik said sounding impressed. It turned out that Erik was another genius, but his skills moved towards hacking and codes rather than science and technology like Jack.
"Can we go back to where we found out that Rob is your father," Carter said. "I didn't even know he had a daughter!"
"It's not a secret," I shrugged.
"That's insane. Your dad is the leader of an assassin organization!" Carter said and I nodded.
"Yep," I said.
"That's awesome."
"It's not as fun as it sounds,"
I mumbled.
"Okay, so back to the bracelet," Jack said. "Daisy, are you going to be difficult or just put it on?"
"It's Daisy, of course, she's going to be difficult," Blake scoffed and I pursed my lips when everyone turned to me.
"You can just ignore my dad," I said. "I do it all the time."
Blake chuckled and stood up, swiping the bracelet from Jack. He slowly started walking towards me and I quickly jumped back when Oli tried to grab me.
"Do you ever not put up a fight?" Eli muttered and shook his head.
"Do you ever stop being an ass?" I snapped and edged back as both he, Oli, and Blake walked towards me.
I ducked under Oli's arm as he reached out to grab me. I rushed past him, but I yelled out when someone grabbed my hair and yanked me backward. Eli punched me in the stomach and I doubled over. It wasn't hard enough to cause any damage, but it still bloody hurt.
I usually would have put up more of a fight, but I was still aching like hell from yesterday.