Chapter 12 BIANCA’S POV I cast a eagle eye on my reflection for the thousandth time, feeling unusually concerned about how I looked. I have never been so cautious of my looks before. I was been extremely narcissistic and it was all because of him…of Richard. Letting out a big sigh, I turned to face Nina who was seated on the edge of the bed, watching me like I was her favourite character in her favourite TV show. “Are you sure this gown is okay? Or should I go for something shorter and more…revealing?” I squeaked. I knew for a fact that men are visual creatures. That they’re easily attracted and moved by what they see. Considering Richard’s personality and the images I found online, it was clear he preferred women who dressed…slutty. Rule No.1 in making him fall in love with me: Dress Slutty Nina popped out a tired breath, realizing she had to give me another round of motivational speech to pep me up once more. Rising, she approached me and took my hands. “Listen, girl,” she com

Chapter 14RICHARD’S POV She entered with a fiery presence that seemed determined to captivate me entirely. An intense sensation surged through me, suddenly leaving my lips dry and a heat that threatened to consume me racing along every part of my being. I moistened my lips, took a deep breath, and tried to cool off the inner fire on the brink of ignition. I managed a smile, my cheeks slightly shaky, as she confidently and seductively strolled to our table, like a supermodel at a big fashion show. She looked amazing, so attractive that having her for dinner right now wouldn’t be a bad idea. After we got settled, my gaze couldn’t keep itself from raking over her sumptuous body. The neckline of her black dress plunged so low to her cleavage, it was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra, her pointy nipples poking out like thorns from the thin fabric. But I liked it that way. Those boobs were perfect; well-rounded and sizeable enough to fit into my palms. Desire and the need to have her in m

Chapter 16RICHARD’S POVThe waiter brought our food. I watched him carefully. This time, he didn’t look at Bianca the way he did before. He made sure not to let his gaze linger on her. It’s good he listened and stayed the fuck away.I picked up my fork and wiped it with the table napkin, keeping a close eye on Bianca. I observed her keenly. I wanted to see if she’d get upset or complain about our wedding plans, which I just revealed. I was relieved to see her showing signs of displeasure.She tried to stay calm, acting like it didn’t bother her much, but it was clear she wasn’t doing a great job at it. She couldn’t concentrate on her meal, giving me a look as if I shaved off all her hair and eyebrows, with various thoughts swirling in her mind.“But…but the wedding gown, I already made provisions for it…” She stammered, blinking in confusion.“Did you already rent it and bring it home with you?” I inquired as I cut my chicken and dipped the morsel into my mouth, chewing lightly as I

Chapter 18RICHARD’S POV A small smile graced the corners of my lips, almost lasciviously as my interest was drawn at what she said. The night we spent together at that motel invaded my thoughts again. I pushed them aside to focus on the present.“We’re adults. We can have it whenever we feel like. But it should be purely consensual.”She sighed, as though a weight had been lifted off her jutting chest.“And babies?” She asked with intense curiosity and expectation, raising her eyebrows. “The contract talked about them several times. Are you okay with having kids?”I couldn’t believe it when she mentioned that, but I tried not to show my shock, not wanting her to think I hated the idea. But babies?! I wasn’t ready for that. Not yet. They were only mentioned in the contract for future and legal reasons.“Yes…” I stammered, feeling a little bit uncomfortable. “But not now. That’ll be after we’re well settled and ready to have them. No pressure.”After a moment, she nodded with underst

Chapter 20BIANCA’S POV “What has gotten over you, Nina? Are you crazy?” I stared at her in disbelief, my face grimacing with extreme shock. “How can you think of sabotaging my wedding?” Her brows furrowed in an agonized expression, and she looked at me with a blank, blinking gaze. Maybe she didn’t expect my response. What did she expect? For me to go along with her craziness? No way!! “B…I’m only trying to save you…I’m your best friend and I’m looking out for you…” “If you’re really my best friend then you’ll support me and not come up with such a crazy idea!” I interjected before forcefully freeing myself from her grasp. “Let go of me!” She looked at me, frightened and defensive, like I had taken something valuable from her. I rolled my eyes, grabbed my dress, and moved to the other side of the bed to get dressed, trying to put some space between us. I took off my robe, just in my underwear now. As I was about to get dressed, she said something that grabbed my full attention, s