Bianca's POV"Where are you going to so early in the morning, Bia darling?" My annoying mother inquired, sitting on my bed with her legs crossed.She had barged into my room when I was taking my bath and had insisted on watching me get dressed. This woman had absolutely no regards for personal space, privacy or whatsoever. I didn't think any of that was in her dictionary actually. As a matter of fact, the only things in her dictionary where money, sex and delicious-looking men.My mother was a money-hungry bitch and I didn't mean no disrespect. She had never properly catered for my needs while growing up and would rather spend most of her money on buying herself new clothes, shoes and bags. She'd pamper herself first before thinking of giving me anything.She loved to live lavishly despite the fact that she had grown up in the slums and as a result she hopped from one man to another. The incident with Kevin wasn't the first or second time I had walked in on her having sex. She used to
Liam's POVI woke up pretty early and just laid on my bed, motionless. As I laid on my back, staring at the ceiling with one hand resting on my head and the other hand on my abdomen, my mind was blank for about a few minutes. And then at once, different thoughts came flooding my brain like a storm. They were spiralling out of control and I couldn't even think straight.I thought about my sister, Lizzy. It had been days since Bianca took me to visit her grave but I still couldn't get my mind to not mull over it. Every year on Lizzy's death anniversary, someone other than me, gave her lavender roses and not many people were aware that it was her favourite flowers.And I had always thought it was her cuntfucker of a husband who placed the flowers on her grave with a little note every year. That's what it seemed like. It turned out I was wrong and I thought too highly of that scumbag. He couldn't even do that much for his late wife. I doubted if he ever paid her a visit.Bianca must have
Liam's POV"Let her go, you bastard!" I roared from where I stood which was about twenty feet from them and I ran towards them.Steve took a quick glance at me and began hurrying off with Bianca. He was dead for sure and he knew it. I liked the fact that he was aware he was done for. I was going to make him pay for ever raising a hand on Bianca. I was going to break every bone in his miserable body and teach him a lesson he would never forget. He would think twice before ever hitting any woman again much less Bianca.Steve pulled Bianca to his car and slammed her against it. He was trying to get her to go inside but she was adamant on doing quite the opposite. He was about to hit her in the face again but I reached him just in time and held his hand midair, stopping his attack. Without warning, I returned the favour. I gave him a stupefying punch and he had to let go of Bianca.I didn't wait for him to recover from the blow. I lunged at him and gifted him yet another punch at the othe
Bianca's POVSteve was here again and this time, in my bedroom. I didn't know how he managed to get in. That scumbag was really set to ruin my life and I didn't think he was going to stop until he ruined me for good. He was hellbent on making my life a miserable hell. It seemed he wasn't satisfied with what he had put me through so much so that he came for me again. He was here in my bedroom despite the fact that Liam had beaten him to a pulp the other day.Steve had me tied to my bed. My hands were bound in thick ropes and so were my legs. He had also put a duck tape over my mouth so whatever I said, came out as nothing but an inaudible, muffling sound. He joined me on the bed, climbing on top of me."You never got a chance to answer my question the other day, sweetheart. Now, here I am." He wore a silly smirk on his face and I cringed. "Did you miss me, baby?"I shifted uncomfortably on the bed, thinking about where on Earth Liam could be. He should have been here with me, he should
Liam's POV"Are you sure you want to do this, Miss Davies?" I asked her again, my voice stern and unrelenting.Bianca let out a groan and almost screamed. "Yes, Liam! For the one hundredth time, I want to do this! Let's just do it already!"She grabbed my arm and tugged me to her side with frustration spread across her face. She was eager to get down despite all my efforts to try to talk her out of it. Bianca was stubborn about learning some self-defense moves for emergency purposes and I didn't have a problem with that actually. The only problem was that I had never trained a woman before. I was scared she would hurt herself or something.And also, I thought it was pointless for her to want to learn self-defense. She had bodyguards who would always be there to protect her, she could hire even more now that Kevin was gone. She had the money for that and her security team were trained professionals. Not even an insect would get into the mansion without proper supervision.I had told he
Liam's POVThe training went well, kind of. Other than the humiliating hard-on I had and the emotions that was building up inside me while I was teaching Bianca a few moves, everything went well. She was able to master most of the moves in just one session. I was forced to admit to her that she displayed such amazing athleticism and that she had the potential of being a damn good athlete."If you ever get sick of modelling and want to try out professional wrestling, I'll always be available to recommend you. I've got connections," I had said to her half-joking and she had laughed aloud that it would never get to that point.Of course, there's no way I was going to get her into pro wrestling and stuff like that as much as she had the potential. She was too pretty for that and well, it didn't suit her personality. She deserved to live the soft life, pampered and treated like the queen that she knew she was.And I couldn't even imagine Bianca getting in the ring and throwing punches at s
Bianca's POVI had a shoot today and it was for a perfume commercial. It was going to be kind of busy and I couldn't wait to get started. The brand, Isabelline, was launching its first ever couple line, tagged, 'Helen and Paris'. It featured a handful of items that were manufactured in pairs, strictly for couples.Isabelline had started off with a Helen and Paris matching underwear collection. The following year, they launched a Helen and Paris beauty cream and roll-on collection with different types that sold at different prices depending on the customer's budget.Now, their long anticipated perfume collection was underway and was set to be released the next month. They had reached out to me to feature in their commercial alongside Wayne Ross, a famous, hot male model I got a chance to work with once.Wayne was very famous, he had the looks of an angel yet the features of the devil himself. I didn't know how to put it but his handsomeness was a weird mix of the two. Wayne was sex on
Bianca's POV"Him?" One of them, Hart, grimaced as he held Liam with a grabbing stare. His eyebrow was arched, his lips were tightly pressed into a straight line and his nostrils flared a little. I realized that the thing with his nose happened very often."Yes, him," I replied with a hint of cockiness blaring in my voice. I had full confidence that Liam was cut out for the job. He was more than cut out for the job, even."Isn't he your bodyguard?" He arched his eyebrows even more as he asked. "He's your bodyguard right?""Yes, Liam is my bodyguard but believe me when I say he's over qualified for it. He's just the man you're looking for, trust me.""Has he modelled before?""I don't think he has but what does it matter?" I shrugged."This is a huge deal. The Helen and Paris collection is not to be considered as some kind of a joke.""Yet you made a joke out of it and now here we are.""Well..."I cut him off, "I don't think you have much of a choice. You're running out of options and
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