Bianca's POV"I said suck it, you fucking slut!" Steve growled and flashed the knife at my face as if to say, "I'm not bluffing!"I could sense he wasn't bluffing. The guy was a demented asswipe. It was just my bad luck that I got involved with a scumbag like him.I shut my eyes tight and opened my mouth to take his thick fuck-pipe in. My tongue tentatively grazed over the foreskin of his cock and encircled around the crown. My nostrils were engulfed with his musky, manly scent and I shuddered as he pushed his shaft deep into my mouth.I could not believe this was happening!Steve groaned and grabbed my hair in a coarse manner. I winced and mumbled against his cock but it came out as nothing but a muffled sound. He pumped his meat deeper and more desperately with vicious urgency. I choked and gagged, seemingly running out of breath but he didn't seem to care.He was on a mission to impale me with his pipe and all I did was lay helplessly, accommodating it. A grunt came ripping out of
Bianca's POVI stood face to face with my new bodyguard. His looks were charming and alarming. His dark brown hair was styled neatly with a few strands falling over his forehead. He had chiseled good looks, sharp jawlines and deep grey eyes that could leave any woman hypnotized. And even though he wore some sort of rigid and unrelenting expression on his face, I thought he still looked dreamy.Was this guy a bodyguard or a hot male model?He was dressed in a sleek black suit, already suited for the job. And I knew he meant business. His broad shoulders and tall, sturdy structure gave more elegance to his clothing. A suit had never looked this sexy as it was on this man. He was the ten times hotter version of Will Smith in Men in Black."I'm Liam," he said confidently. "Liam Tate."Harriet spoke, "I did exactly what you asked. I've explained everything to him, Miss Davies. He knows and understands what he has to do and I ardently believe he is up to the task."Harriet seemed extremely
Bianca's POVLiam also drove me the next day to the studio where I was going to be having my photo shoot for Lilith. Harriet couldn't tag along because she had a doctor's appointment.Lilith was a lingerie, clothing and beauty retail company known nationwide and even across the globe. It was famous for its sexy brands, its annual fashion shows, endorsing of supermodels such as myself and was one of the largest lingerie retailers in the United States.Lilith had over 1000 retail stores in the US and about 500 stores in UK, Canada and other countries combined. It was leading in the industry and only the best supermodels graced their annual fashion shows and are made their various brands' ambassadors.I recently became an ambassador and had fronted campaigns for their underwear, apparel and cosmetics.Liam and I arrived at the studio just in time and he got out to open the door for me. "Thank you," I said to him and slowly came out of the car."Bianca! Bianca is here!" The guy in charge
Bianca's POVLiam's strong, manly hands felt so good on my back. It was almost as if they had been sculpted for it. As he helped me with my press studs, his hands softly caressed a sensitive spot there that I didn't even know existed and my whole body instantly tensed up.I shuddered at the electrifying wave of pleasure that ran through me as a result of that slight contact. My clit was already dripping wet. And then, an involuntary moan escaped my lips. Whether or not Liam did it on purpose, I had no freaking idea but what I did know was that it felt so good. I moaned and envisioned him fucking the hell outta me! Liam clasped all the snap fasteners. Then he withdrew his hands and said to me, "All done, ma'am." I heard his light footsteps and I sensed he had slowly backed away from where I stood. I was disappointed but I didn't want to show it I turned to him and mouthed with a straight face, "Thank you."He simply nodded and turned towards the door in an attempt to make his way o
Liam's POV"Get me Derek!" I heard Bianca scream as I exited the dressing room. A wide smirk appeared on my lips. Oh, I would get Derek alright but only after I was done with my toilet business.The look on her face when I had made her realize that her hardened nipple was out in the open and glaring at me like it was beckoning me to stuff it in my mouth and suck the shit out of it, that look was damn priceless.The moment she had turned to me after I had fastened her press studs and was about to leave, my eyes darted to her pink, protruding titty. For some odd reason, I found it a bit amusing but I didn't say anything at first. I glanced away and focused on her blood red, gloss coated lips instead, the way they moved while she talked crap.It hadn't been up to a week since I began working as Bianca's bodyguard but she was already getting on my nerves. I couldn't help but wonder how her other bodyguards could put up with her bitchiness. Or perhaps they had it easy since they didn't hav
Bianca's POV14 minutes! 14 whole minutes passed and I stood in the dressing room waiting for my idiot bodyguard, Liam to come back. I wondered what he was doing. How long did it take to use the fucking restroom? And how long did it take to inform Derek about my wardrobe malfunction and get him to come fix it?I thought about phoning Derek and speaking to him myself about it since it seemed my bodyguard couldn't even do the one little I asked him to. But I hastily pushed that thought aside. Why would I? Why would I do that when I had already asked someone to? I decided that I'd wait.And that was how I waited in the room for almost an eternity. I was infuriated at one point. I made up my mind to get out of the place and go look for my incompetent bodyguard."He's better got a hell of a good reason to keep me waiting," I muttered to myself angrily.No one kept Bianca Davies waiting and I meant no one. Wasn't Liam aware of this? There was still a lot for him to learn. I'd be more than t
Liam's POVThere she was, posing for her shots. I was psyched she was already going through with the dumb lingerie photo shoot. I didn't want to stay a minute longer in this place. But then, this was what Bianca Davies was; photo shoots, interviews, fashion shows and all other modelling crap. If I wished to keep my job, I'd have to put up with all of it.If I wish for my plans to work, I need to be patient towards it all. All for the greater good… and for my plans. Bianca had almost everyone gawking at her while she did what she knew how to do best. Seeing the looks she was giving and judging by her facial expressions, she must have been thinking she was some kind of goddess. Well, maybe she was to some people. But that wasn't my priority. That wasn't what I was after. I wanted Bianca but for something else. I noticed how she relished the attention she was getting and I looked away when our eyes met. I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of thinking I was just as crazed about
Liam's POV"Liam! It really is you!" The woman screamed again as my gaze met hers. She rushed forward beaming to the gills over to where I still stood, frozen and thinking about how long it had been since we last crossed paths. "Oh Liam!" She mouthed when she was just few inches away from me and wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into a tight hug.Ariana...I didn't hug her back, I couldn't bring myself to but I didn't push her away either. I just let her keep me in her embrace for a few seconds before bringing my hands to her shoulders, indicating that she needed to let me go. Ariana released me almost reluctantly and let her bright blue eyes roam around my face as if searching for something and then they went raking all over my body."How have you been, Liam? Do you know how long I've been looking for you? It's like you vanished into thin air. I looked for you everywhere. You even changed your number and you moved without telling me!" She went on yapping and I wished in that ver