Se connecterWhen the Delano twins, Louis and Dominick, declared that they were going ahead with their wedding plans in the coming month, St Just and O’Grady decided that they wanted to make Bianca ’an honest woman,’ as O’Grady put it.The happy news was broken during the weekend.Louis and his fiancée had come to visit. Serena was glowing and Bianca hugged her friend in joy.Looking down at her clasped hands, Serena said, her voice a little subdued,“We’re …starting a family…I mean…”Roxanne, who had also come for lunch, was thrilled. Bianca threw her arms around Serena as Roxanne cried out in delight, “You’re pregnant?”Serena blushed, a faint pink staining her cheekbones as he avoided her friend's eyes.“Ummm…yes…” she said softly, twisting her hands in her lap as she continued,“Louis is adamant. He wants us to get married before…”She did not get to say anything more. Roxanne flew at her, hugging her.When the friends had separated with a big hug, Serena was laughing and crying.“I wish my D
Bianca sat by the window, holding her baby in her arms.She had been pacing with Meg in her arms, still wondrous over the little person she held in her arms.The baby had been allowed home after a few weeks, which was how she had finally been able to bring Meg home.That day had been unforgettable. Little Meg, carefully cradled in her arms, as Bianca had carried her child up into their penthouse apartment. Roxanne, Jamie and Serena had been there for hours before her arrival, decorating her nursery and doing it up for the new babe.But what had been most heartening was the fact that her Masters faces were beaming with pride.And joy.Bianca did not doubt the parentage of her daughter. Baby Meg was the daughter of the blonde, tawny-eyed Finn St Just.It was the little tuft of blonde hair that waved fiercely above little Meg’s head, making her look comical, as Cian had declared, which had sealed the truth.But the love in the Irishman’s face was unchanged. Just as Cian continued to be
Little Meg, as the Irishman had begun to refer to her was to be kept in the hospital for anything between six to nine weeks, the doctor had said. Bianca longed to hold her little babe in her arms, to look into the eyes which were not opened, to hold the tiny, doll-like body in her eager, aching arms.But once again, the doctors shot down that idea.The doctors had insisted that she stay at the hospital for a few more days. They cited reasons such as the heavy blood loss she had suffered, because Bianca had been in a trauma even before she had arrived at the hospital. The heavy blood loss and the fear of an infection, made the Masters adamant. Bianca begged them to let her come home, but her lovers put their combined feet down, firmly.St Just held her in his arms , soothing her as he growled,“Cherie, your blood pressure is still unstable. We can’t take a risk, Pet.”Bianca had sniffed and come round eventually.Specially because the doctors had admitted that they would-be keeping Meg
The Masters had to wait a couple of hours before they were allowed to meet Bianca. A few hours spent pacing outside her room felt like another eternity. When they finally led the two Masters inside, the men were shocked into silence. Bianca lay pale and fragile against the white sheets, lashes dark against her cheeks, breathing shallow but steady. Without her baby bump, she looked small and wan as she lay, breathing shallowly.The doctors had worked hard to staunch the bleeding, and she was exhausted. The only desire she had was to get back home to her old life with the Masters.The Irishman took an audible deep breath as he stood beside her, glowering. The thought that his Pet had undergone so much of stress, which had reduced her to a pale shadow of her original self, made him gnash his teeth in impotent fury.Sensing someone by her bed, the young woman lying on it made a supreme effort to open her eyes, which were heavy and dulled by the medicines she was taking.Weakly, her lids
The scene outside was playing out.St Just had managed to get Bianca’s sisters to calm down and sit in a corner in the waiting room. Luckily for the Masters, Roxanne had arrived with Văn Dyke in tow, and immediately, things became calmer. Roxanne had that sort of effect.O’Grady was checking his phone, walking about, and generally behaving like a lunatic.For a while, he stopped and stood, staring at the doors that stood resolutely shut before him as he stood in the silent, sterile corridor.Locked out.Powerless.What was going on, he thought, clenching his fists in impotent fury.What had caused Bianca to go into labour so suddenly?Barry had mentioned something about a letter that had come in the mail. O’Grady rubbed his forehead, thinking.He often received bundles of mail, and had, as usual, left it on the sideboard to go through later. Generally, he kept getting invites to attend boxing championships, sometimes to attend some event related to the clients who visited his casino..
The Masters had to wait a couple of hours before they were allowed to meet Bianca. A few hours spent pacing outside her room felt like another eternity.When they finally led the two Masters inside, the men were shocked into silence. Bianca lay pale and fragile against the white sheets, lashes dark against her cheeks, breathing shallow but steady. Without her baby bump, she looked small and wan as she lay, breathing shallowly.The doctors had worked hard to staunch the bleeding, and she was exhausted. The only desire she had was to get back home to her old life with the Masters. The Irishman took an audible deep breath as he stood beside her, glowering.The thought that his Pet had undergone so much of stress, which had reduced her to a pale shadow of her original self, made him gnash his teeth in impotent fury. Sensing someone by her bed, the young woman lying on it made a supreme effort to open her eyes, which were heavy and dulled by the medicines she was taking.Weakly, her lids f







