Shameless (1*+) (Book 1)

I keep forgetting to put this disclaimer, but now more than ever, I realise it is very necessary. Warning: This story will contain INCEST, father-daughter incest, A very slutty girl with no morals whatsoever (WHICH IS WHY THIS BOOK IS CALLED SHAMELESS), daddy kink, explicitly detailed s*x and murder, perverted men, and A LOT OF drama. And forgive me, but the chapters are costly. If you think I need prayers, if s*x between relatives disturbs you, if you are disgusted by immoral girls who do and say VERY immoral things - PLEASE SAVE YOURSELF FROM THE NAUSEA AND LEAVE THIS BOOK RIGHT NOW, THANK YOU. However, if you enjoy the content I offer, happy reading and you can also check out my other books. In a split second the man's leering smirk faded and was replaced by a dark, very prominent scowl, his eyes narrowed dangerously at her, his nostrils flared and his hands balled up into fists. "What did you just say?" He hissed, pure rage tainting his usually smooth and stoic voice as he nearly gritted his teeth. At this point the man looked furious, livid, and his gaze was that of a savage beast waiting to pounce. But Bianca couldn't care any less as she hopped off the wooden desk she'd perched on, straightened out her scandalously short skirt, walked towards the man and popped her blue- colored bubblegum in his face. "Oh you poor thing, I'm so sorry. " with a dramatic raise of her hand to her chest in mock sympathy, she scoffed, " I'd forgotten that due to your old age hearing might be a problem, so let me repeat myself, louder this time so you don't miss a word- that- putrid-wrinkled d**k of yours is going NOWHERE near me, go find yourself some cheap w***e to shove it into, that is- if you can even get it up." Bianca gibed, concluding with a little snicker before blowing a bubble that popped loudly in his face and also stained her glossy lips in the process. By now the expression on her shabby teacher's face was almost unreadable. He seemed to be fighting the urge to strangle her yet his golden brown eyes- ones she found extremely repulsive, softened as he chuckled to himself humorlessly. Before Bianca could even react, a strong, rough hand had gripped onto her neck and she'd been roughly shoved against the raw edge of the wooden table, making her whimper at the sudden pang of pain that jolted through her lower back. "Listen here you worthless little slut, I've just about had it with your insults. You are going to give me what i want, i didn't spend all that money on you just for you to give me this bullcrap! Try me again and I'll show you how i handle disrespectful, little whores like yourself. " The grip on her neck tightened as he hissed the venomous words close to her ear. A tinge of fear flickered through Bianca's eyes for a brief second as her breathing became more and more constricted. Clawing at his hands in vain, she refused to be intimidated by him and she forced a smirk before she swung her foot at his crotch, leaving the man hunched down and groaning in agony from the massive blow. Finally catching her breath after a fit of coughs, Bianca glared down at him,chortling wickedly as his hands still cupped his crotch and pure pain remained etched on his face. " i don't owe you anything, quite frankly i think having to look at your disgusting face all the time and pretend to be interested in you is more than p*****t enough. You should be ashamed of yourself Mr.Gunners, you're old enough to be my grandfather and yet you want to stick that wrinkly, crusty d**k in my young cunt, absolutely revolting. " she very much exaggerated her disgust, proud of pulling off such an act, while she inwardly rejoiced at the man's plight. The man had of course brought this upon himself the minute he fell blindly into her trap. It wasn't even near hard, being forty five, out of shape and slightly unattractive, a man like him easily fell for her charm. All it took was a few gazes of interest while he taught, a few suggestive smiles and an extra sway to her hips every time she walked passed him and the man was hooked within a week and all hers to leech on. Like the sly little devil she was, she made him work tremendously hard and put a massive strain to his wallet while making him falsely believe he was digging his way to the golden prize; her young p***y. Sending her up to his office after school had had him brimming with uncontrollable excitement, he was finally going to get to grope that fresh, ripe, smooth flesh of hers and do a lot of unimaginable things to that youthful body that had plagued his fantasies. Getting rejected and also insulted for that matter,had been something he had never anticipated but now his face contorted to a grimace as he stared hatefully into the eyes of a malicious devil. "You are going to regret this." He stated firmly. " you don't know who you're messing with. I can easily ensure that you spend your entire senior year miserable and yo-" "Ha!" Bianca jested at his threatening. " You think you can threaten me? What are you going to do? Fail me." She scoffed. " Well you are the one who clearly doesn't know who they're messing with. You see Mr Gunners, with a snap of my finger, things can go really bad for you, really fast. I can easily walk into the Principal's office and show him all the lewd texts you sent me..or-" she stalked closer to him before resuming her leaning against the polished wood teacher's desk, " i could go straight to my father and tell him how you molested his little girl, I'm sure he'll happily cuff your sick ass himself and make sure you rot in the smallest, most rancid of jail cells...or- i could give the local news station a very juicy story to make the headlines. By the time i'm done with you, even garbage will be above your level, no one will ever want to touch you." "Go to hell!" The man spat bitterly. "Oh I'll find you there." Bianca smirked as she grabbed her small purse and took slow strides to the door. " you and i don't have to be enemies Mr Gunners," she popped her gum one last time. " i still want an A on the assignment, it's not a request." "And what makes you think I'm going to be ordered around by a little tramp like you?" The man challenged, standing barely an inch from her, his eyes still withholding that fire of rage. "Careful Mr Gunners, i would hate for your kids to go starving after i'm forced to completely demolish you and your little marriage. " Bianca warned with a look that dared him to ever the slightest not heed her warning. "Like i said- we don't have to be enemies , sir." With a wink, she walked out the office. Her lips curved up to a satisfied grin as the door viciously slammed behind her. Another man put in his place, yay me!! She beamed inwardly as she confidently strode down the empty halls and out of the unwelcoming building. "About time! What took you so long?" Her best friend Stacy asked as she walked up to her. "Lemme just say me and Mr Gunners had a little talk- in his office- alone. " Bianca smiled knowingly, laughing as Stacy's nose scrunched up in disgust. "Ewww Bianca!!! The dude is like so gross it's not even funny, he must have lice crawling up that small, unsightly dick...gross." "You actually think I'd allow myself to be f****d by a greasy, old, pot-bellied, bald and disgusting man like him?" "Umm..no...but what took you so long then?" Stacy inquired before her eyes focused ahead and a blush rose up to her cheeks. " stop staring at my dad like a creep." Bianca said firmly before rolling her eyes. Just outside the school gates, she spotted her father leaning against his black, classical Mustang, already waiting for her, which was unusual since he never picked her up on Tuesdays because he knocked off pretty late from work. "I can't help it," Stacy blushed immensely, gently biting her bottom lip," he's just so delicious. " Bianca scowled at her. " let's not forget that this is MY father we are talking about, you can't keep looking at him like a f*****g cat in heat. " "A girl can't help her hormones." Stacy dramatically fanned her face with her hands. "I wonder how you survive living in one house with him, I'd have gone nuts." She continued to beam. As always, a strange anger and irritation settled in the pit of Bianca's stomach at her best friend's words. Stacy has had a crush on her father for as long as she could remember- and they've been friends since Elementary school. As if her best friend admitting to having a crush on her father wasn't bad enough, Stacy also had the audacity to openly flirt with him. This not only made Bianca uncomfortable, but it also irked her a lot and most of the time she resisted slapping Stacy hard across the face, especially since her naive father never caught on to her best friend's indecent motives. "You are starting to annoy me." Bianca growled. She tugged on her skirt and pulled it down, trying to make it cover more of her skin as she walked out the opened gates and made way to her father's car- her efforts were futile, the skirt remained what it was, a skimpy garment that would get any father's blood boiling with disapproval. "Geez i'm sorry, no need to show out the claws." Stacy chuckled, a bit taken aback by her harsh words." I was just admiring a good looking piece of hot, delectable-" "Shut the f**k up!" Bianca snarled before she composed herself and smiled sweetly at her father who was looking at the both of them. "Daddy." She threw herself in his arms, smiling as he hugged her briefly and stroked her back with his huge hands. "I was beginning to think you'd left already. " Her father said as he slid his hands back in his dark jean pockets. "Hello Mr Lewis." Stacy greeted with a huge grin, deciding to make herself noticed at that moment. "Hi Stacy. Would you like a lift home?" Bianca bit back a sharp "NO" as her father offered. "I'll have to pass, i'm going over to my aunt's house to collect a few things, thanks for the offer Mr Lewis. " Stacy's hand unnecessarily rested on his shoulder to show " gratitude " Bianca rolled her eyes before slapping it off. "Let's get going shall we daddy." She dismissed Stacy with a weak smile before launching herself in the passenger side. "Goodbye Stacy." "Goodbye Mr Lewis." The girl blushed before abruptly wrapping her arms around him for a less than two seconds. Bianca nearly screamed as her father patted her back before he hopped into the car. "Such a sweet girl." He muttered to himself as he turned on the ignition. "More like a shameless slut." Bianca murmured under her breath as they drove off. There was no hiding it, she was very possessive of her father and she didn't like him giving attention to anyone else except her, she was selfish that way. "So i was thinking we should eat out tonight- " her father started before trailing off, briefly pausing to stare at her from head to toe. A small frown rested on his face as saw how much of her thigh was exposed. " but before we should stop by the house so you can put on something more decent. " "What's wrong with my school skirt?" Bianca feigned confusion. "You are never leaving the house in something that short again ,understood?" His deep, steady voice demanded an answer. "Whatever you say - daddy. " she rolled her eyes. "Don't use that attitude with me!" Her father warned. "Did you knock off early today? I wasn't expecting you." Bianca asked, ignoring her father's previous statement, she wasn't in the mood to get scolded. She never was. "Yes. We had a conference meeting with the DA today and it ended just a little after lunch so i thought i should surprise you since all these darn cases have been keeping me very busy lately. " Her father took one of her hands in his and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Too busy for my liking, i practically live alone these days. " Bianca whined. "I know sweetheart and i'm sorry, but work is work." Her father sighed. Just then Stacy's words resurfaced in her mind and she instinctively rolled her eyes before gazing up at her father, slowly taking all of him in. There was no denying it, Detective Michael Gary Lewis was a very good looking man, even at forty two, in fact, in Bianca's eyes, his good looks only blossomed with age. His sharp features were intimidating and alluring; his blue eyes that held such intensity and passion, his black hair with rapidly emerging streaks of grey, his equally graying stubble and his slightly pink lips which always appeared moist- everything about him radiated dark, manly,charm and the fact that he hunted down deadly criminals for a living, made him even more drool worthy. Bianca admired his attire, as always, his casual with a rough edge kind of style. His straight cut dark jeans, his black, long sleeved V-neck shirt and his black leather jacket with silver compliments to the zips and decorative pockets. His gold badge hanged from a chain around his neck... He looked....Bianca couldn't find the word but if she were Stacy, she would have settled for- yummy! "Are you even listening to me?" A deep, husky voice broke her out of her trance. Clearing her throat, she popped her gum before saying," aha." And nodding her head. "I've really got to burn that skirt." Her father muttered as his gaze rested on her thighs briefly before returning to the mildly , traffic congested road. "I wonder why it bothers you so much." Bianca carelessly tossed one leg over the other, feeling the need to provoke him. "It's indecent. You can't even bend over in that thing. " "Whatever daddy," she took out her phone from her purse and began pressing. " if I can't bend over so much, how come that's all I've been doing all day?"