Liam's POV
"Don't leave. Please stay," Bianca whimpered as she clutched my left arm, trying to stop me from taking any further steps.
I examined her for a minute. Her countenance had changed drastically. She didn't act like just a while ago she was relishing the feel of Kevin's pipe in her hole. She didn't even seem like the haughty, bitchy Bianca I worked for. She looked gloomy and in pain. I had never seen her this way before. With the way she constantly held her head up high and carried herself, I didn't think she had it in her to ever feel or appear this way.
I didn't like this at all. I wasn't used to seeing her like this and I didn't want to get used to it. I didn't like what I felt as I saw her this way. If seeing her sad like this made me feel some type of way, how on earth woul
