Buckys POV:After our little gym lesson, I take a shower. Both Monica and Yelena we're over and talking to Dove.
"Hello ladies" I smile
They greet me back and I call Dove over.
"I forgot that we had a photoshoot today"
"A photoshoot? Both of us?"
"Yeah and um...they just gave me word that it's nude."
"Nude!? No way"
"I know! You'll be covered the whole time"
"It's nude!"
"No one will see anything. Swear"
She scratches her arm and looks up at me. "Swear"
"I swear"
I kiss her and walk back into the living room and tell them what we had to do.
"Help yourself to anything and we should be back in a few hours" I smile
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"No, I don't care. She barely wants to do this. No one sees anything unless she wants them to" I tell the woman in a hushed voice.
"How will we position her?"
"Do it blindly"
I turn and Dove stood there in a white robe. "You can change your mind if you chose to" I smile
"It's ok"
"Dove, it's time for your wax," Some woman told her
"Wax? What kind of wax"
"Brazilian"
Dove's face dropped and she looks over at me. "Bucky, I can't. I swear I'll cry if someone has to look down there."
"No, that's fine"
Too much was going on at once. Dove was freaking out 3 people were asking questions. And all that damn noise.
"Dove, some man is demanding you to come outside"
I look up. "Who?"
"He won't say his name"
"Bucky, don't"
"You know I'm going to"
I kiss her head before I walk away, basically strutting down to him. I'd finally get the meet the shitbag in person.
I roll up my sleeves. He was just as ugly as if imagine. He could've been ok if he wasn't an ass.
"The hell do you want with my fiancé!?" I yell
"I didn't call for you"
I push him back, causing him to lose his balance.
"You have a lot of nerve coming here, you small dicked prick"
"Bucky! Stop"
I turn around and Dove stood in the robe.
"There's the whore" He mumbles
I turn back in his direction and land a hard one right in his jaw.
I don't stop, why would I? Blood leaked from his mouth, he tried to fight back. I wasn't gonna let up until he was dead. I heard Dove begging me to stop. To leave it alone. I ignored her.
"FUCK YOU FOR PUTTING YOUR HANDS ON HER" I yell, punching him relentlessly. "YOU'RE A WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT"
Someone I'm assuming was the bodyguard grabs ms off of him. I resort to kicking him as hard as I possibly could. They legit drag me away.
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My Little Dove
RomantizmDove. A shy 24-year-old college student studying to become a full-time artist and working at a bookstore and coffee shop to just barely get ends meet. Her friends Yelena and Monica, always by her side no matter what. The reserved woman rather keep s...