Bianca's pov:
Pacing back and forth in my room with my hand messaging my temple, I let out a frustrated growl. How can Queen Rebecca involve an intruder after everything that we discussed? Of all people why that girl, that girl is a snitch and at the same time dangerous.
She is sneaky and manipulative, she doesn't deserve to be close to someone. How could Queen Rebecca disclose our plans to her just like that?
Why did queen Rebecca not come up with a plan, after all, she told me that she could handle it. Is this what she means by handling it?
What solution did Juliet bring that could make the queen mother accept her into this whole thing?
I know that she can't provide a solution without seeking something in return because that girl is deadly despite being a wolf still she is toxic.
I let out another sigh before plopping on my bed, Queen Rebecca failed this time. What does she mean by that they are doing it for my own good? Is it also not for her own benefit because if Ryan chooses the girl, their reputation could be mocked and dragged to the last?
So she should stop acting like she is doing me a favor when she is indirectly benefiting from there. She refused to listen to me just because of one silly solution that the bitch came up with but I bet that she will live to regret her decision.
I flipped and flopped around the bed to know if I could get a rest but the anger was still there, the anger of what Ryan did to me and the anger of what his mother is doing with that trash of a girl.
"Fuck!!" I grunted before moving out of the room, I have had enough. I walked toward Ryan's chamber but I was informed that he went to his study. I relotate and stride toward his study, pulling the handle I walked in.
"Bianca I am not in for any fuss," he said before I could half make it inside the room.
"I know that you can never have my time," I snickered.
"Why are you here?"
"Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?"
"You are inside my study, remember," he mocked.
"Yeah! I know but still……." The word ceased as I grind my teeth together angrily.
"Why are you here, I don't have all day, you know?"
"Why! Why! Are you indirectly hurting me?" I cried out.
"I have no idea of what you are saying," he denied with his face fixed in between the papers in his hand.
"You don't have an idea, Ryan!!" I laughed bitterly.
"Bianca I am busy,"
"What good do you think that trash will do for you?" I heckled.
"She will do the things that you couldn't do and for your information don't you ever call her names," he warned.
"Really! The things that I couldn't do, Ryan," I was shocked by his words.
I do hear how he defends the girl but I never knew that he could say those things to my face. I don't know that Ryan could stare me in the face and say those words to me.
"Don't you know how disappointed your mother will be because of you? Have you ever asked yourself how hurt your mother will be?"
"That….." Raising his head from the papers, he stares at me, "That is none of my business…."
I staggered back in surprise, I know how Ryan cared and listened to his mother but wait! Does that mean that he doesn't care anymore? What is so special about that girl that is making him go north? He doesn't seem to care. He is indirectly ripping me out of his life.
"This can't happen," I mumbled within.
"And if you can excuse me, I have a lot to do," he signaled for me to leave his presence but I am not having any of that.
"Ryan, what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing is wrong with me," he snapped.
"You think that you can choose that girl over me? You lie Ryan! You lie!!" I screeched.
"I have never chosen you before……"
"WHAT!!" I was aghast bewilderingly with my mouth hanging wide open.
"You chose yourself, Bianca," he said.
"We made a deal which the two of us agreed on but you wanted more out of it and I couldn't give it to you because we need to stick to the rules,"
His words hit me differently. I staggered at his words, it pangs me severely. I was suddenly overwhelmed with pain and anger.
"You know that I have always had a thing for you," I shamelessly yelled.
"I have always wanted you since our childhood, when you came with the rules," I sneezed before proceeding with what I was saying. "When you came with the rules, I give in thinking that it could bring me closer to you,"
"I fall deeper with each passing day that we made love…….. I enjoyed everything about you especially when your mother thinks that I am fit for you I went over heels for you," I cried out in pain.
"You hurt me badly, Ryan…."
"I know that I hurt you but you have never told me all this……… When I decided to put an end to this, you declined, and besides, I warned you, Bianca, I warned you but you still give in,"
"You told me that you feel nothing, that no emotional attachment should exist between us…….. You made the rule so why are you blaming me," he upholds.
"If I never made the rule will you accept me?"
"Nope!" I gaped at him in shock.
"You are like a sister to me," he countered.
"A sister that you have been fucking and smooching! What type of brother does that?" I loudly yelled.
"Stop making it look like I forced you beside you even before I walked up to you for this…..
You have already been passing on me,"
"You can't leave me! You can't trash me away like this!!"
"Never!" I latched out with venom.
"I never hated you, none did I plan on trashing you," he mumbled.
"You are like a sister to me, Bianca," he uttered, causing my anger to fume viciously.
"To hell with you and that sister!!" I cursed.
"I will never sit back and watch you do this to me,"
"I will tell Liam everything, every single detail about us," I blurted harshly.
"You can go ahead," he mumbled after a few minutes.
I gulped at his word, does he not care anymore? This is one thing that I do use to cage him or get to him, but what does he mean by I should go ahead?
"Don't tempt me, Ryan!!"
"Am not tempting you, Bianca but you can't keep threatening me with that, you can't keep pushing me around because of that….."
"Huh! All this because of that girl," I smiled.
"If you think that you can get rid of me then you are in for a joke," with that one word, I walked out of his study slamming the door so hard at the wall.