Bianca's POVI'd thought I was running late. It was thirty minutes since I had gotten here and there was no sign of the bride or the groom. Could Nicole had gotten cold feet? I thought. I didn't think so. That could never be Nicole. She was someone who seemed to have been living for this moment. I knew since she was never quiet about her big day.And when she had gotten engaged, the whole internet was flooded with pictures and videos from the engagement scene. Despite Fredrick's introverted nature and him not being into things that attracted the paparazzi, he'd decided to make the moment memorable for Nicole. He knew his girlfriend better than anyone did and made sure to pop the question in a grand style befitting of a woman like Nicole Odion.Fredrick had proposed to her by the Eiffel Tower. The words "Will You Marry Me, Nicole Odion?" had appeared in the form of fireworks shooting up in the night sky and as soon as she said yes, thousands of confetti dropped from an airplane right o
Liam's POVI didn't think I'd ever meet her again. Nicole stopped walking and was staring at me almost as if she was looking at a ghost and I couldn't help but stare back at her with the same intensity. It had been ages since I last saw her. Who would have thought that we'd meet again on her wedding day?"Liam?" She had whispered softly, though loud enough for me to hear and for my mind to take a trip down memory lane.Nicole was my high school sweetheart, my first love, my first girlfriend, my first real best friend other than my sister and my first everything. We were born on the same day and in the same hospital. Our mothers met there and became best of friends. Nicole and I separated when we were just five after my parents decided to move to England. We grew up as pen pals, writing letters to each other every week without fail.Nicole and I reunited years later when we moved back to the United States years after my parents had died. We were about 18 then. We went to the same high
Liam's POVI could not believe my eyes. Nicole kissed me out of nowhere and that too, on her wedding day in front of all her guests. She didn't care how hurt her groom would feel. She didn't care about what people would say, how her name would be smeared in the mud for an act like this.Fans had a way of doing and saying terrible things about celebrities. And Nicole wasn't just anybody. She was a celebrity; a famous actress and television personality. She would definitely be made to pitifully regret her actions and tongues would never stop wagging.The whole place was thrown in a frenzy. A lot of people had stood up from their seats and some, enjoying the scene that played out in front of them. This was some kind of dumb romance film where the bride left her groom after suddenly realizing he wasn't the right one for her and ran off with the hero whom she now acknowledged she was actually in love with and wanted to spend the rest of her life with.But, in this case, there was no runnin
Bianca's POVI knew Nicole to be very dramatic. Yes, she was a drama queen but I neither knew to what extent nor had I ever expected this level of drama. She would have shaken the whole place and the internet of course if she had done something drastic on her wedding day.When she had stopped walking towards Fredrick and opted to stare at my bodyguard, for a second there I thought she was going to call off the wedding and elope with him like it happened in those romantic movies. The both of them definitely knew each other and it was so glaring, everyone could tell.The gaze she pinned on Liam spoke in loud volumes of a deep connection they had shared. I didn't know how they knew each other or how close they had been in the past but something was definitely up with those two. The way they both stared at each other was just too weird to ignore.I was damn sure I saw tears nudging at the corner of Nicole's eyes. And they were not those happy tears the bride shed as she looked at her husb
Liam's POV"So what do you say, handsome? Shall we dance?" Bianca peered at me, her fake lashes batting at me as she slightly moved her hand on my chest in a snakelike motion.I looked at Harriet again and she shrugged like she didn't care at all if I went to the dance floor with Bianca whom she so despised. But the frown she wore and the glare she shot us both said otherwise. Still, she mouthed to me, "it's just a dance."Before I could say anything, Bianca tugged me away from where we stood and I followed quietly, not wanting to cause a scene. As we proceeded to the dance floor, I got quite a number of stares here and there especially from guys who I presumed had been eager to dance with her.Sorry suckers!It's not like I was excited to dance with her anyway. If I had my way, I would not be walking with her right now to the dance floor. I didn't like the idea of being so close to her. What if something happened while we were dancing? What if she tried to kiss me? I kept thinking.B
Bianca's POV"I wonder what would happen if I kissed you right here and now," Liam spoke, his voice low and husky and capable of causing any woman to have wet dreams. His grip on me was so tight and strong, I couldn't break free from his hold."Let me go, Liam," I spat."Everyone would think you were in a relationship with your bodyguard. It's bad enough that you're dancing with him." Liam acted as though he had not heard me."Have you gone mad?" I kept trying to break free from his grip but he held on to me even tighter.I swear to God, if he leaves a bruise on me, I'll kill him! – I thought."I said let go of me right now. The dance is over.""Oh but the song is still on. Do you really want me to let go? I thought this was what you wanted," he whispered softly in my ear and if I said I didn't feel goosebumps when he did that, I was a terrible liar.What has come over Liam?"I don't want to dance anymore.""Are you sure about that, Miss Davies?" Liam's hands went to my hips and he pu
Bianca's POVThe bouquet toss was so dumb, I had never even bothered to take part in it, not even once. I always sat that part out whenever I attended weddings and I didn't attend weddings a lot. Like I'd said, weddings were not my thing. The whole idea of the bouquet toss was just plain stupid. Ladies lining up to catch a stupid bouquet and the one who eventually caught it was bound to walk down the aisle next.Yeah right! As if.Nicole knew I'd never stand up to participate which was why she had begged me to after I turned down her request to be maid of honour."You can at least do this much for me, Bianca," Nicole had said to me, whining like a little girl. She had given me the cutest, saddest puppy face ever, pouting, tilting her head to the right and blinking at me several times."Why does it matter if I catch the bouquet? There are plenty other ladies who would be so interested to take part in your bouquet toss. I don't get why you're so hellbent on making me join in," I had tol
Liam's POVFrederick beckoned me to go over to them to take part in the garter toss. To say I was shocked was an understatement. Why was I suddenly being called to participate? Did Fredrick have any idea that I was not an actual guest in his party but a bodyguard on duty?I blamed Bianca for this. If she hadn't asked me to dance with her, then this would not have happened. And Fredrick, I wondered what he was up to. Couldn't he just go on with his toss and keep me out of it? I usually didn't do stuff like that but the few times I did, I never caught the garter. And the reason I barely took part in things like that was only because I didn't like that much attention.From where I stood glued to the floor, the spotlight fell on me and Fredrick called out again, "Liam, please proceed to the stage."What was his fucking problem? Were persons actually called to join a fucking garter toss? I thought they did it on their own accord so why was this man pressuring me to participate? And how the
Bianca's POVMy life was slowly returning to normal since all the charges and accusation laid against me had been dropped. It wasn't easy but I was determined to go back to my happy self, to return to the lively, fun-loving Bianca who was all about living life to the fullest without any regret. I was finally healing from the pain and suffering I went through within the days I spent in that shithole. I was finally free.My career had been saved, in a way. But I knew it was still going to be affected by the stigma of everything. While I was in prison, some projects that I had been set to do had been withdrawn. Even Isabelline had denounced me as the face of Helen and Paris. The romantic comedy I was supposed to star in wasted no time replacing me with some other actress.It was crazy how the industry and the world worked. I hadn't even been pronounced as the killer, I hadn't even gone on trial yet they had already decided that I was responsible for Camden's murder. They had cut me off a
Bianca's POVI lost count of the days I spent in the cell and I was damn sure I lost weight too. Each day in prison was hell, every moment was torture. Diana brought me home cooked meals, my favourite, every single day but I couldn't bring myself to eat much. I only ate little and left the remaining to meet their fate. I was even surprised they let Diana bring me home."If you don't eat, you might die from malnutrition, Ma'am Bianca. You don't want to starve yourself to death, now do you? Remember you need all the strength and more importantly, you need to stay alive. Would you rather your dead body be dragged out of the cell, Ma'am Bianca? You need to stay alive if you wish to clear your name and that will happen soon enough, don't worry. Everything will be alright and you can return to your fun-filled life like nothing ever happened."Diana couldn't stop talking whenever she visited me. She would go and on, taking nonstop. And she said the same time every fucking time. It was always
Liam's POVIt had been a week since Bianca was arrested and refused bail. The whole thing was shitty and frustrating. I went to see her at the station countless of times but she wouldn't agree to meet with me. It got to a point where she asked the cops to never let me in anytime I asked to see her. It was that terrible and I was running out of options.I needed to do something to get Bianca out of that shithole and I needed to do it fast. I wasn't comfortable knowing that she had been sleeping in a cell for days. And I felt like a part of this was my fault. If I hadn't hurt her by choosing to ignore her and putting an end to what we had, then she never would have turned to Camden.And if she hadn't gone to Camden, she wouldn't have met with such an unfortunate thing. So everything was my fault, in fact. I began to resent myself for putting her in that condition. I felt so angry with myself to the point where I started despising myself.Now, Bianca was mad at me, she hated me and didn'
Liam's POVThey didn't let me see her. Those fucking cops didn't let me see Bianca. As soon as I heard she was arrested, I quickly went to meet her at the station but I wasn't let in. The police had said she wasn't allowed to receive visitors just yet. I was so infuriated I almost fought with them. I didn't leave on time, I stayed there for hours until I decided to see Bianca's lawyer.I spoke to her and she informed me that they were refusing to grant Bianca bail but she wasn't going to stop until they did. It wasn't enough. I didn't know what else to do but her word wasn't enough. It was so heartbreaking to see Bianca locked up like a community criminal. She was no criminal, she would never be able to do something like that. I was certain.Bianca wasn't behind Camden's death yet she was being punished for it. They said her fingerprints were found on the murder weapon but I knew it was nothing but bullshit. Someone was obviously framing her. I swore to find the person responsible an
Bianca's POVI was horrified by what I was seeing. I stayed on the floor, completely naked for almost a minute, not sure what to do IR how to react. It was a pretty ugly sight and my heart was pounding, my chest was tightening. I managed to get up on my feet and take a step closer to Camden's lifeless body. I put a hand over my mouth, still in utter shock.What the hell was going on?I didn't get on the bed, I just stood by the edge, taking one look at Camden. I saw how deep the knife had been buried into his neck and how his blood was spluttered all over the bed. Some parts of the bedsheets had gone from white to red. Tears began to pull in my eyes and I couldn't even get words to come out. I tried to call out his name pathetically but all that ripped out of my lips were series of broken gasps and heavy breathing.Judging by the looks of things, whoever did this to Camden was a brutal, coldblooded killer who deserved to rot in hell. But his punishment and whatever he deserved wasn't
Bianca's POVI was staring at Liam and he was staring right back at me. This was the first time in a long time we were doing this. These past few days, whenever our eyes met, one of us glanced away every single time so it felt weird that we now had our eyes locked on each other's. I was waiting for him to look away but it seemed he was also waiting for me to do the same.And that was how we found ourselves in an intense staring contest. Liam was standing close to our table, boldly gazing at me and I was sitting with Camden while my eyes were fixated on another man. The same man I had grown to love and had unintentionally fallen in love with.He was the same man who broke my heart in so many pieces that I could barely count but the most pathetic thing of all of this was that I still loved him so much and didn't think I would stop loving him anytime soon. Hell, I didn't want to stop loving him, never!And if he came to me right now and said he loved me and told me how much he regretted
Bianca's POV"Happy birthday, Bia darling!" My mother yelled and kissed me on my cheek. I was half asleep still laying on my bed.I forced my eyes open, it was still blurry and I was so exhausted. I felt extremely tired for no reason in particular and my body was kind of sore. I rubbed my eyes and sat up on the bed. I stretched my arms and yawned tiredly. I frowned as I met my mother's face. She was smiling at me, her grin was so wide, it went all the way to her ears.My mother's face was caked in makeup, she had eyebrows fillers, her lips were blood red and she smelt like she had emptied the whole bottle of my perfume on her body."Wait, did you use my perfume?" I asked her after taking a whiff of my expensive cologne lingering in the air and on her clothes. The perfume had been gifted to me by Camden.Camden and I were dating now. I was aware that I was rushing things, it hadn't been up to a month things between Liam and I went South. The both of us were never even dating in the fir
Liam's POVIt had been almost two weeks since Bianca and I had sex in my apartment and our relationship had turned sour. Only I was to blame for that, I alone was responsible. I remembered the pain she felt when I had told her that there was no us after ghosting her for six days.I felt like an asshole and it broke my heart to see her hurt that way. What's worse, it hurt even more knowing that I was responsible for her condition. I was responsible for putting her through the intense pain. I saw it on her face, how devastated she had been after I had broken her heart.When she had seen me the first time, she was so elated. I saw the excitement in her voice, it was evident. And it became even clearer when she had run up to me and had pulled me into a hug. I wanted to hug her back, God knew I fucking wanted to. I wanted to pull her into a tight hug, scoop her in my arms and tell her just how much I missed her.I wanted to kiss her like she had never been kissed before. I wanted to whisp
Bianca's POVI had never been as happy as I was now in my whole life. I felt this unadulterated joy and pure elation and I had been feeling this way since the previous night. I finally got what I wanted, I got Liam to make love to me and I was hopeful that this was the beginning of a new dawn for me and Liam.I was so certain that he loved me too. I got to see it in his actions last night. I felt it, I felt everything he wanted me to feel. It wasn't just a feeling of sexual attraction or lust, it was a lot more than that, it was real love. Every thrust he gave me told me how much he loved me and said everything that words could never be able to express. It was amazing, the feeling was sublime and indescribable.Last night, Liam made me feel like a woman and for the first time in my life, I made love to a man. I had never imagined that this was how it felt and I never ever thought that I would get to feel it. I had been thrown into spasms after spasms, I experienced climax after clima