BiancaI stood in the uber-luxurious washroom, which was large enough to contain our entire old home, I thought cynically. Flamboyantly decorated, with exotic plants and the mirrors, so many of them, the washbasins with gold plated handles, I looked about me in wonder.The hand towels on the shelves were of the purest Indian cotton, so very fluffy and soft to the touch. A huge shelf crowded with designer cosmetics, branded ones, stood in one corner, and I shook my head.My lips turned up derisively.What a dreadful waste!Staring at myself contemplatively, I noticed that the bruise under my eye from Pagie Hardy’s assault had faded. Or been skillfully hidden by clever make-up, care of the two who had come to do my face and hair, before I left.Disgust shot through me, hands and I dry heaved.What a dreadful, decadent place. Where every depraved whim would be satisfied.***Sighing, I touched up my make-up after visiting the toilet and washing my hand, using the aromatic handwash which
Bianca I was picking up my purse with the mobile which O’Grady had given me when he stormed into the little enclosure. I whirled around, fists clenched, ready to do battle.Just let him say something about his little fiancée, I thought, shooting daggers at him with my eyes and I stopped.Liam O’Grady ran a hand through his head. His black hair was a mess but a rakish mess and with his five o’clock stubble, the white shirt open to reveal a few wiry chest hairs, his muscular figure clad in those expensive trousers and jacket, he looked like a dream man. Some thing fashion magazines would die to capture on their lenses for immortality.He noted my stance and grinned, a wide appreciative smile that made my heart beat faster. The man had no business to look so darn handsome, so electrifying…*He drawled, his eyes twinkling as he took in my posture,“Whoa there, tiger! Relax!” I swallowed and forced myself to relax.He took a step to me and went on, his voice softer,“That bi*ch didn’t h
Liam O’Grady had procured a coat for her and he held her hand firmly in his as he led her out. His men provided a protective cover for them as they left the premises. Bianca felt a sense of disquiet wash over her. Did this Z-category security rise from the fact that they had just met the odious Cahill?She wanted to ask him but O’Grady had changed in his manner after the encounter with Joe Cahill.He seemed eager to leave and she did not want to make him angrier than he was. Silently, she trotted behind him as he hustled her out.*The man Bianca had seen earlier, the toady fellow who had been looking at her with his pinprick-like eyes, rushed over, his large hands spread in appeasement.“Wait, O’Grady, why are you leaving? The fun’s just beginning.”And sending a look in Bianca’s direction, which made her skin crawl, he went on, like a salesman selling property,“I can always get you other women to …uh…keep you happy, if…”But O'Grady did not even break his stride, Pulling Bianca al
I opened my eyes, mumbling.And then I sat up with a start,I had been asleep with my head comfortably cushioned on Liam O’Grady’s trouser clad lap!!! I heard the low chuckle from O’Grady’s chest as he gripped me to his chest and said,“Lass, you’re half asleep. I’m going to carry you, so come along, gr`a mo chroi.”(At the time, I did not know the words meant Love of my heart…) I looked at him, puzzled by the words. I’m no Gaelic expert but something about the way he said the words, rolling them in his mouth, made me feel…loved. I stared at him, his unreadable profile chiseled against the fairy lights on the lawn, in the semi-darkness of the car and said hesitantly,‘What does that mean?’ He shrugged dismissively, looking like he had said something inadvertently and was now wishing he hadn’t.“Nothing,” he said gruffly and whisked me into his arms by the simple method of reaching out and grabbing my ankles before pulling me into his arms.Startled, I wound my arms around his nec
After the first, explosive round of lovemaking, they lay for a while. Bianca could feel his heavy body on hers, his heart pounding as he stayed, still draped over her and she panted softly.He rolled off after a while, grunting, pushing himself up to look at her exhausted face.She had forgotten how long and thick his manhood was, she told herself, smiling softly and he caught that, the little smile playing on her lips as she lay, breathing like a long-distance runner.“What’s that, Bianca?” he growled, already feeling his flaccid member beginning to harden and she shook her head, saying,“I …it’s nothing…”*Liam O’Grady rose on his knees over her and she drew in a breath, of wonder, of unashamed love. His body, with the extensive tattooing, was magnificent, all muscle, hard and strong, with firm abs, and of course, she looked away, blushing. The big manhood, which had just been pounding her a few minutes before, the same manhood she had been eagerly sucking a while ago…it was now ha
BiancaWe lay, exhausted, our limbs tangled with each other, bodies damp and panting. I sighed as O’Grady rolled away and I felt him rise and go to eh bathroom. Turning my head, I watched him, that muscular physique which made me long to hold him in my arms again, to confess how I felt about him.Tattoos, stretching all over his chest and snaking up his arms, only making him look more dangerous and I bit my lip. I loved this man, my core throbbing in memory as I thought of how he had ridden me, hard and fast.And I had responded so readily, loving him, loving the act of making love, albeit rough …*But reality struck.Don’t be a fool, girl said a voice that sounded suspiciously like my late mother’s. He’s just paid you to share his bed, so you would do best not to fall in love with him and make a fool of yourself.I moved onto my side and waited for a beat.I would not behave like a fool, I told myself and rose to my feet.*My legs felt shaky and I tottered a little, feeling the ach
Noting that the light under Bianca’s bed was off, St Just shrugged.It had been a long tiring day, he thought as he yawned and continued up the stairs to his own rooms.Stretching his long limbs, he slid out of his clothes and went to sleep, dreaming of Bianca.*In her room, Bianca was still locked up in the bathroom. She had remained quiet, refusing to respond when St Just had knocked lightly. And being the gentleman he was, despite his kink side, he had left quietly.She sat for hours on the cool marble tiles, her knees drawn to her chin, staring out through the high window in the bathroom.Waiting for dawn.When the pale grey light of dawn began to creep across the sky, Bianca Cruz rose, dragging her aching body and broken heart to the bed, to lie, till she fell into a fitful slumber.*Liam O’Grady arrived at his home in the city and proceeded to drink himself into a stupor.He could not wrap his head around her soft, heartfelt words; the Pet had meant it when she said she loved
He said it indulgently. She turned to him, mischief dancing in her lovely brown eyes.“You promise, Master St Just?” She asked and he grinned. She looked at him for a while and said,“I want to go and have an ice cream. I’ll do your work for you but that’s going to be my payment.”He studied her, this impish young woman, with her head of long brown hair and her plump lips, parted as she waited expectantly for him to reply.All she wanted was a f*cking ice cream?He nodded and said, mock-seriously,“It’s a deal then, Pet.”She slid off his lap and turned the laptop to herself.*Then, biting her lower lip, she concentrated furiously on the work at hand. A couple of times, she asked him some questions, wanted to check some numbers for reference and generally sat at the table, unmindful of St Just.After a while, she picked up the laptop and headed for the couch, where she set her small phone beside her, her calculator app open on the screen as she typed and worked, wholly intent on he
Jamie sat at the table, looking at her father nervously. They were at dinner and Lucien Delano was conversing in a low voice with James Schwartz, seated on his left.Proserpina hovered around, bringing out the dishes, till her husband gripped her wrist and growled,“Sit the f*ck down, Woman. Why do I have a house full of f*cking help ?”Sending him a pointed look for using such language, Proserpina subsided, dimpling at Schwartz, who looked at her, his heart n his eyes.“No mystery about why Uncle James never got married,” thought Jamie drily.She cleared her throat and her brothers, Dom and Rudy, who had also turned up for dinner, looked at across at her in surprise.“Papp…” she began, ashamed to hear the squeak in her voice. But after the evening when he had slapped her, she felt a great deal of fear when she faced her for her intimidating patent. Pappa had such a daunting personality, that people automatically quaked when they saw him, and women swooned. Jamie knew of his legendar
O’Grady was bone tired by the time he reached home that night. St Just had joined him at the flagship Casino, where he had been dealing with a missing sum of money amounting to a couple of millions.The Irishman was furious, to put it mildly.And to top it off, the Home Office people were still on St Just’s back, insisting on checking the loan details for a few months back. The blonde man, his hair tousled and his stubbly jaw making his face look more shadowed yet rakishly handsome, glanced at the Irishman, seated beside him. O’Grady always looked virile, no matter how weary he was and today was no exception.‘Have a fight coming up on Sunday,” mumbled O’Grady and St Just shut his eyes briefly. He felt his brother’s concerned gaze on him,“You ok there, Saint?” snapped O’Grady, ever conscious that St Just had undergone surgery a few months back.His brother smiled and nodded,“Thinking of the Pet, actually,” he grinned and they shared a smile.Bianca was in her second trimester. She h
Jamie Delano soon realised that she was no match for the wily, beautiful Bianca.If she had expected a meltdown because she had deliberately been late, having coaxed her bodyguards to allow her to ride pillion on her old friend’s bike, while they followed her, it had been a stupid thing to do.Now Bianca was flirting outrageously with the boy who had been Jamie’s best friend through school and who was always with her in all her escapades.“Brandon,” snapped Jamie, having had enough of listening to Bianca’s peals of laughter echoing in the café as she leaned in to speak to the smitten Brandon.“Wh…wh…what?” asked Brandon, blinking rapidly, trying to focus on what Jamie was saying.Bianca shot her a look from beneath her lashes, laughing at her, outright.Jamie fumed.She rose abruptly, dumping Bianca’s book satchel that she had been saddled with, unceremoniously on the table.“I think I want to leave,” she snapped. Bianca arched a brow and said in bored tone, ‘Not yet, hon. I haven’t f
Jamie collapsed on the chair, with a howl.“You don’t talk of our Mumma like that, do you hear?” Tara hissed, shaking her sister’s slight shoulders in rage. Louis was beside his twin at once, pulling her off of Jamie.But one look at his Woman’s face made the Don livid. Lucien Delano’s face was like granite.“Enough,” he said, his voice cold and low,” Your Mumma is to be addressed with respect. She has gone through hell for you, and all of us so I’ll be damned if you speak of her in that way, is that clear?”Proserpina walked out, hiding her tears.Danielle sighed as Grace went after the Don’s Woman, her face rigid with concern.“CAPTAIN DAVIS HAS MOVED ON, HE’S IN LOVE WITH DU BOIS!” shouted Jamie in a shrill voice, and as she turned to flee, she spat, “And it’s all thanks to my family!”She pushed past her brother fiercely as she ran out of the room, sobbing dramatically. Claude had been struck dumb; he was always overwhelmed when people in his family raised their voices. The peopl
Proserpina walked into the dining room, her face stained a delightful pink, hoping to God that her clothes were not too crumpled. Lucien had been invited to a dinner at the Senator’s house this weekend and she had gone out and bought a gown for the occasion along with Melissa Lord. Danielle Eton had turned up for lunch with her partner Grace after a long hiatus, following an ugly incident where she had been shot.Lucien had taken one look at the gown when he entered unexpectedly as Proserpina had been trying it on in their bedroom and he had been on her, like a lusty bull. Now she caught the end of an animated conversation that her sons, Claude, Louis and Rudy were having with Tara. Her daughter’s twins were crawling on the patio under the supervision of old Bea and a couple of maids.“…Mick Jagger …” Claude’s bellowing voice greeted her and she stopped, as she took in the scene. The boys were sitting on chairs, lounging on the patio, munching the cookies she had baked the day befor
Jamie lay in bed, smiling to herself. She was in love, she thought dreamily, much like all her siblings. And of course, the legendary love affair of her parents. She sighed and rolled onto her stomach, clutching a pillow. Pappa was so in love with Mumma, he would whisk her off to corners to make fierce love to her…Wasn’t that wonderful?And it wasn’t just lust, she knew that. Pappa would give Mumma the world if she just peeked at him from under her lashes, in that adorable way of hers. Jamie had practised that look in front of the mirror and had tried it on her classmates.Boys had fallen over themselves to get her what she wanted when she did that, thought Jamie, smirking.And she just KNEW that her love for Captain Ethan Davis was going to be something like the story of her parents. She giggled and prepared to turn off her light and go to bed. Just then, her phone pinged. She sighed happily, wriggling into a comfortable position as she reached for her phone.This was one thing Pa
Jana Rudenko smiled She now knew what she should do.The fact that the young Delano girl was walking around, visiting pubs and generally behaving like a cheap wh*re, had just made her job easier, she thought sneering.She eyeballed Nico Piccolo who looked uncertain as he sipped his drink.“ Get me all the information you have on that chit of a girl, Delano’s youngest little bi*ch,” she ordered coldly as she stretched out her plump legs and watched the girl at her feet massaging her thick legs.Unlike her brother, Dana had never fell the least bit of interest in sex, in men or women. She was only intent on bringing back the former glory of the Rudenko name.Nico wiped his mouth uncertainly.“Umm…I was…asking…” he began. The plump woman before him, had a hardened look on her flaccid face as she snapped,“Don Piccolo, YOU reached out to me. Not the other way.” She paused as her words sank in.“You wish to take revenge on your little sister who slipped out of your hands before you could
Lucien Delano was lifting the tumbler of whiskey to his firm mouth when his wife stormed in.She looked as tantalizing as ever, the Siren he would never have enough of, he thought, his heart aching, his groin tightening in that familiar way it did when he was near his Woman. She marched up to him and slapped his hand away, sending the tumbler of whiskey flying, to smash into smithereens on the ground. Even as she rounded on him, intent on slapping him, he stopped her. In one move, he overpowered her, gripped her slender wrist and twisted it behind her back, holding her prisoner, forcing her arms in a hold. Proserpina gasped and bit her lower lip, her eyes flashing and he admired her for her strength. He was furious and was hurting her but she did not flinch. Knowing that Gustav was hovering worriedly behind him, the Mafia Don growled,“Leave us, Gustav.” And in a lower voice, “I might need to teach my wh*re a lesson she won’t forget.”Proserpina’s smoky brown eyes widened and she hi
Bianca lay on the bed, waiting for her Masters to join her.She was perfectly fine, she had assured them, dimpling naughtily as they exchanged looks of worry.“You just endured an attack…” began O’Grady, his brow wrinkled in concern but Bianca snorted rudely and grabbing his neck, pulled him down to kiss him. He groaned as he raised his head, his shirt hanging open, the sculpted boxer’s body on display as he growled,“Saint, methinks the little Pet needs to be tamed.”St Just, who was lying on the bed beside Bianca was watching the playful yet intense exchange with some interest. He rolled over and began to pull Bianca’s clothing off. Then, rubbing her rounded belly lightly, he lowered his head to kiss her stomach as he said softly,“We’ll show her what her owners are capable of, eh Irish?”Bianca purred in delight and the men shook their heads in mock exasperation.“Can she be spanked, you think?” O’Grady demanded as he began to tug off his pants, prior to getting on the bed.“When s