All Chapters of The Windell's Warning || ✔️: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Daisy Dyer’s POVI turned around to look at him as he was smirking at me. I was breathing heavily since he was just putting me on the same ground as my father. Information burglar. 

Dylan Windell’s POVAfter what I did to Daisy and how she was responding to my kiss, I went out of the lab. I cannot think why she would be happy if I was kissing her. By her reaction, I know that she was happy that I was kissing her. 

Daisy Dyer’s POV “Promise me you will come back,” I said as I was hugging Ella. She will be flying to Seattle to settle her work and I think I will be looking forward to her coming to NYU this time. We will be having so much fun together!

Daisy Dyer’s POVI was looking at the stage before someone was taking the seat beside me. On my right side, I have Lucia already so I wondered who it was on my left. “I’m sorry, is this seat taken?” Someone asked as I

Daisy Dyer’s POVI don’t know where we were going but one thing I was sure, we were still at the hall as I was walking with Dylan who was pulling at my hand. “Dylan, you’re hurting me,” I said as I was trying to

Daisy Dyer’s POVIt has been a few weeks when the conference had happened and how Dylan…oh, I can’t even think about it. I was looking at the silver dress that was hanging in my bedroom right now. I still have those vivid images of Dylan going down on me when we were in the garden. I sighed before I looked at the clock. 

24 hours earlier… Dylan Windell’s POV

Daisy Dyer’s POVI was putting my stuff on the counter as I was sighing. Today has been exhausting with my labs and all the things that I need to think about. Not to mention the funding that can make my father proud of me. I smiled at the thought.

Dylan Windell’s POVI was smiling from ear to ear as I heard what Lucia thought about my research. I think Daisy will not have any chance to make her father’s theory to get through the peer review. But I might be too far fetched if I wanted to get ahead of her.

Dylan Windell’s POVAfter an exciting evening with my family reunion, Uncle Sam has requested me to meet him in his library. I hoped it was nothing serious like cutting my funding to pursue my research. I hoped that was not it.