*Chapter 07|Whispers*

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Bianca's P.O.V

"COME."

My father led me through the crowd and onto the dance floor filled with couples waltzing to the music. He put his hands on my waist and I reluctantly put my shaking hands on his shoulders. Most people would think this was just a father and daughter moment, but that's exactly what he wants.

"Have you met that boy before?" he asked making me look up at him. His eyes were hard and his expression serious.

"Who?" I asked in fake confusion, he narrowed his eyes making me shiver slightly in fear.

"You know who I'm talking about."

"Oh you mean that guy from the stairs?" I ask stupidly, he doesn't reply and only stares back intensely at me. "I-I don't know him. I just met him today," I lie.

"Bueno," he grumbles, "I don't want you speaking to him." (Good)

He stays silent as we waltzed to the slow music. The silence is frightening. Nothing about my father being silent is safe, it only gives him time to think, and when he does that it's much worse than when he doesn't. Someone always ends up getting hurt.

"Where is she?" I ask him just as the thought ran through my mind. His lips curled into a vicious smirk as if recalling a good memory.

"I dealt with her alright," he says proudly "The woman can't even walk," He says with a grin. "She lost enough blood to keep her in a coma."

My heart dropped at his true words and broke for Antonio. I can't imagine what the poor boy would be going through having his own mother; the only family he has left in a coma because of this monster.

"You're next."

I took in a sharp breath and kept my gaze on the ground as we slow danced in silence. Every second that passed as his ice cold hands touched my skin I grew more and more terrified about the punishment I would receive tonight.

"Excuse me sir," I looked up and found Asher standing next to Antonio. "May I? I would like to speak with your daughter," he asked.

Ronaldo nodded hesitantly. "Sure," He said and walked away after giving me a warning glare.

I turned to Asher and secretly admired the way he looked. The suit made him seem even more handsome, I looked down at the Rolex watch on his wrist and almost rolled my eyes at him. Typical.

Asher slowly put his hands around my waist, unlike my father's, they were very warm and caused goosebumps to rise on my skin making me shiver slightly in pleasure. He pulled me closer to him making my eyes go wide at the small distance between us, he stared intensely at me and I could feel the breath of his nose tingling my lips, making my heart flutter.

I reluctantly put my hands on his shoulders, thanks to my heels I was able to reach his shoulders without trouble. I stared at his features almost dazed by how attractive he was. I didn't know what was wrong with me but I just couldn't help myself.

"Bianca."

From his beautiful green eyes to his slightly crooked nose- probably from how many times it had been broken - and landed on his lips.

"Bianca."

Those rose plump lips that seemed to call mine-

"Bianca," I snapped out of my dangerous thoughts and met his eyes almost immediately. "What the hell is wrong with you?" He snaps. I feel my face go hot.

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