It's Over

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