Liam's POVI didn't wait for Bianca to say anything, I kissed her, claiming her lips as mine because that's what they were, mine and mine alone. I cupped both sides of her face and tongue-kissed her, allowing my tongue explore every part of her mouth. She seemed surprised at first and froze for a few seconds when I kissed her and I could totally understand.She was obviously taken aback by my sudden action the same way I had been taken aback by her many times before because this woman had always been full if surprises. It was high time I returned the favour a little. And what better way was there to do it other than to kiss her right now.I hadn't planned to do it though, I never knew it would happen. I never thought I would ever kiss Bianca again and that too, as hungrily as I was kidding her now. I hadn't been able to take my eyes off her all night long and it wasn't healthy for me. What I felt for her was too strong to resist and too much to ignore. I had been trying so hard to su

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

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

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

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'