Bianca opened her mouth in an involuntary O as the cab swept up the long curving drive and pulled up at the entrance. Shangri La was all about flashy, in your face, alright. But the place also exuded a grandeur, an opulence that left her gasping. Money had flowed in copious quantities, obviously, she thought as she stepped out when a door attendant rushed to open the door and helped her out. It was opulent, it was the playhouse of millionaires. And tonight, little Bianca Cruz, was here, invited by none other than the wife of the man who owned this fantastic place.Serena was standing beside her, an amused, indulgent smile playing about her beautifully shaped mouth as she watched Bianca.“I know, ‘ she said smiling,” it’s extravagant, but a once-in-a-lifetime experience to visit.”She turned away but Bianca heard her softly whispered words,“And stay to play…”Her brow crinkled in confusion but Bianca managed to keep in step with the taller woman as they entered. The inside was equally
Piers Delano was dancing with his wife, Hila Zaidi. They moved their bodies slowly, pressed to each other. She was as tall as him, and his lean body thrummed with passion as he held her close, inhaling her scent. She had been watching O’Grady push his way across to the door through which Serena had led the little girl the Irishman had been sharing with his brother.Her brow arched as she said,“He looks like he wants something, Piers.” Her husband smiled his handsome face with the blonde hair that was always falling on his forehead, flopping across it now, making him look boyish. Hila looked at him steadily, tracing his strong features with her eyes silently.She loved him with all her heart, this young Mafia Don of hers, who was as ruthless as his father but gentler too.He loved her, he thought again as she held his gaze steadily. Her eyes narrowed as she said,“Whatever, Pretty Piers. But no more kids, ok?”He threw back his head and roared with laughter. She had known what he w
Bianca stood, pole axed, staring from one to the other of the men she loved with all her heart. They had pre-empted her. She had been about to ask them to back off, to ask them to make up their minds about the relationship they wanted with her. And now, they had gone ahead and PROPOSED?O’ Grady looked aat his brother uneasily.Why was she hesitating at all?St Just took a step closer.“If it’s time you need, sugar, we will wait.”And O’Grady rumbled,“We are going to wait. You can take as much time as you want.”And then, he added, sheepishly,‘But may be not so long. A man would like to start a family, you see.”Both St Just and Bianca turned to look at him, horror and stupefaction on their faces.“ What did you…” began Bianca as St Just turned away and rubbed the back of his neck, his eyes rolling. Typical of O’Grady, he thought. Stepping in and putting his big foot where his mouth should be!But Bianca was laughing, suddenly, peal after peal of tinkling laughter. She leant back a
Liam O’Grady was beaming as Claude Delano strode over.“What’s up bro?’ grinned, the Delano scion, his wide handsome face breaking into a knowing smirk,‘You look like the one…: he winked as O’Grady chuckled heartily.“I love that lass,” growled O’Grady, shedding his normal reserve when it came to discussing the women he was bedding.“She’s the one for me. For us.” Claude’s eyes widened at the prospect of sharing a woman for life. He glanced uneasily at Karina who turned and shot him an icy stare as though aware of his thoughts. he shook his head. If he tried that with Karina, he would be playing Russian Roulette.Or looking down the wrong end of a loaded gun, with his father at the other end. He swallowed his drink quickly, the very thought of his Pappa’s wrath making him sweat nervously.“Man, you got a fight on Friday, remember?” he reminded the Irishman who was feeling very benevolent at the moment as he watched Bianca on the dance floor with St Just.‘Ah, I’ve got this,” said O
In the car, as they drove back, with her Masters on either side of her, Bianca could feel the tension oozing out from them. Both men were as tense as tight violin strings, she thought distractedly.She shivered and buried her face in St Just’s jacket. He glanced down and wrapped her in his arms, meeting O’Grady’s eyes over the top of her head.O’Grady mouthed soundlessly,“BED.”St Just nodded, kissing the wild brown curls.They had returned to the villa she had stayed in when she first joined them, a palatial bungalow, with top-notch security.The Masters had wanted to ensure that she was safe, with them. “No more pussyfooting” as O’Grady had said bluntly, “She stays with us.”They led her upstairs, stripping her gently. She looked from one to the other as they kissed her, passing her to each other as they stripped, silently.Then, they were in bed.“On your hands and knees, my love,” growled O’Grady softly, his erection in his hand as he looked at her rounded body lovingly.She smi
Bianca came awake , a feeling of panic growing in her heart and she sat up, her long brown hair a tousled mess. She looked around her. Gradually she settled, taking deep breaths of relief.Of course, Bianca told herself, she was with her Masters!She was in the huge bed; in the villa she had visited once long ago. She could hear O’Grady singing lustily, but dreadfully offkey from the shower and she giggled. He sang atrociously but he sang anyway.With a dimpled grin, she walked across and pushed open the washroom door. He was waving an arm as he scrubbed shampoo on his hair, and she grinned as she stepped in behind him and clasped his strong waist, her small hand sneaking to his member.O’Grady grunted in surprise, then, shipping his head around, he growled,“Ah, Pet.”And then, kissing the tip of her nose, he asked softly,“Are you alright?”She met his eyes and felt her heart turn over. He wanted to know if St Just and he had been too rough on her. Shaking her head, she kissed his
When the Mafia Don got home, his Woman was awake but very anxious. The youngest twins were ill, seriously so and she was too caught up with them to do more than exchange a quick kiss, hard, brief and possessive, on her husband’s side, before returning to her sons. The infants were close to three years now, and generally behaved like young Dons themselves, trying to boss their nurses about. But when they fell sick, went back to being babies, insisting on having their mother beside them.I’ll tell her about Gabriela later, thought the Don as he stretched out on his huge bed, wishing Proserpina was beside him, her warm, fragrant body cuddled against him…*Serena came over in the morning, and Bianca threw her arms around the flame-coloured headed woman, much to Serena’s surprise.O’Grady wanted to leave for his casinos and his practice, for the date for the fight was looming alarmingly near.Now that her university was due to open in a couple of weeks, Bianca was excited to begin her new
Serena Kingston glanced over at Bianca Cruz who had been brought to the Delano mansion after the attack on Proserpina Delano.All hell had broken loose at the soup kitchen premises. The mysterious woman named Gabriela, who had brazenly breached their security detail and threatened and harmed the Mafia Don’s woman, had not been apprehended. The feeling that a contingent of bodyguards could afford protection to the woman the Don held precious, was proved to be a myth. Serena had darted around, trying to find the elusive woman who had vanished so suddenly.But to everyone’s shock, Gabriela Perez had disappeared, blending into the people milling around, waiting for hot food.In some way, she had succeeded in eluding them. Her disguise the hoody she had been wearing, had been found dumped in the river nearby.Proserpina had been shaken, but Serena suspected that it was fury tinged with nerves But her anger was apparent. The Don had been alerted and the unfortunate security man who had ac
Jana Rudenko looked around herself. She had landed in the United States under the guise of a woman who was part of a group tour, complete with falsified documents and a fake passport. She even had a fake husband along for company, a man who had once been a killer but now served her as her bodyguard.The fictional Mrs Liga Edgars, for that, was the identity she had taken for herself, also had a story to back her up. She had been a dour-faced widow who had been coerced to go on the trip by her children, with her newlywed second husband. But Jana had stepped in and stolen the real Mrs Edgar’s identity after having gotten rid of the real lady in question. Mrs Liga Edgar had been of Belgian ancestry, as her passport said, Now the false Mrs Edgar looked around as she accompanied the other eager tourists who were heading to the terminal.She hung back and her fictional husband, the good Mr. Edgars, slowed down too.“Stay with me,” she commanded in a low voice and he nodded. They joined t
Bianca was beside the window overlooking St Just’s bed, her eyes intently fixed on his as his lids fluttered. She looked around to her other lover, Liam O’Grady who stood behind her, hands in his pocket, his jacket open as he studied his brother’s pale face.They were on the other side of the thick glass pane.“He’s…getting better, isn’t he O’Grady?” she asked tremulously and he smiled tiredly. Now that his brother was in hospital, O’Grady spent most of his time shuttling between the casinos, the loan offices on High Street and the hospital. He looked forward to seeing Bianca at the end of the day, to fold his arms around her and be enveloped in her embrace, her lips on his.But this evening, the doctor had looked a little tense when he came to the hospital.“He’s contracted an infection,” the doctor had said grimly and went on,” We need to shift him.”And at Bianca’s alarmed look, he added kindly,“To the ICU, young lady.”Bianca had slumped down on the seat, close to tears and O’Gra
Many years agoFather Pavel Rudenko looked at his sister who was weeping wretchedly. The brothers had gone to meet their newly widowed sister. As a man of the cloth, the Monk had accompanied Dmitri Rudenko. “Take my son, take this monster, my brother,” she had begged with hands clasped before her, as she wept,“I cannot handle him anymore…”Her husband had been an abusive man; the boy was following in his footsteps, a cold-hearted brute who was terrorising his mother and sister.The Monk had stood silently and looked at his nephew, the son of his only sister, a half-sister, but still, his blood. Dmitri Rudenko had walked to him, gripping his chin firmly and he studied the teenager.“Duska?” he had queried and the boy had looked at the sinister-looking man, slim as a reed, with his menacing eyes.“Yes, uncle,” he had said, a feeling of exhilaration arising in him.That was how he had been left in the care of Dmitri Rudenko, the man who was regarded as a dangerous warlord, a gun-runne
Danielle, thought Proserpina as she sat in the large limo gliding over the streets silently, covering the distance as soon as possible. The woman who had seen her from the time she was the young, naïve, innocent mistress of Lucien Delano; the one who had become the bulwark of her life at a time when Proserpina was torn between leaving the Mafia Don for good…Proserpina had been with her Mafia Don when the call from Louis had come. The Don’s demeanour had altered in a flash.He had pulled her into his arms and growled,‘I have to leave, Woman. Danielle…” Breaking off, he had been scowling as he turned to make a call to Schwartz on the intercom, for James Schwartz had a set of rooms, a suite of his own, in the Delano mansion.But Proserpina’s small hand on his arm arrested him.In a firm voice, she said,“I’m coming too.” He swung around to slam her, to insist she stay home. But the determined look on his little Woman’s face made him stop. His Proserpina had grown, and how!She had be
Perhaps, the relief of knowing that St Just was out of surgery, and more importantly, that he was not going to leave them, added to their excitement.They made it to the bed for O’Grady was adamant, scooping her up in his arms and wrapping her in a towel as he carried her to the bed.“My child will not be manhandled, I refuse to f*ck his mother in the shower cubicle,” he grunted as he laid her down on the bed carefully.Bianca pouted crossly, reaching up to grab his head, and kissing him frantically.O’Grady chuckled as he knelt over her, his powerful arms supporting him as he looked down at her eager, flushed face.“You’re demanding, little Pet,” he teased,” Ask your Master nicely and we’ll see what you get.”She arched her back in response and he inhaled the smell of her arousal, his hard staff, stiff with desire, leaking profusely onto her thighs now.“Ah, Sweet Jaysus,” he groaned and lowered his head, kissing her fiercely, their tongues engaged in a combat that was as old as time
The surgeon stepped out, his face grey and looking exhausted. Six hours had elapsed. He stood and looked at the sea of anxious faces, Bianca in her lover’s arms, clutching him tightly, almost afraid to breathe.The surgeon smiled tiredly.“ It went off well. St Just’s out of surgery.”Disregarding the look of horror on his face, O’Grady strode over and enfolded the man in a bear hug.Bianca was sobbing in relief, her arms around Rani and Serena as she wept in abandon.They helped her to sit down, and she held her face in her hands, saying over and over again,‘Thank you, God, thank you…!”Rani knelt down on the ground before her and said in her heavily accented sweet voice,‘Here, drink this, drink some water, Bianca.”Serena was on the seat beside her, holding her shoulders.The Delano boys, Claude, Louis and Dom were beside the overwhelmed-looking doctor.‘He’ll still need rest, a lot of rest,” warned the surgeon before he managed to walk away.O’Grady’s eyes were shining with tears
When St Just was being wheeled into the surgery, both his loved ones were with him. Bianca and O’Grady had arrived at dawn and stood, holding his hands as they waited for the nursing staff and doctors to arrive to take him in for his early morning surgery.“It might take some time,” the doctor curtly stated as he strode to the theatre, once St Just had been wheeled away.Bianca’s face whitened and O’Grady held her as she seemed to sway. But her hands gripped his arm and she stood stiffly.“I’m ok,” she said softly and he studied her face carefully.Louis Delano and Serena Kingston came down the corridor, hurrying towards O’Grady and he smiled slightly. Claude Delano was not a man who believed in early mornings. But Louis and his lover had come to hold the fort.Serena and Bianca hugged effusively and Serena asked her in a low voice if she was up to some food.“Mumma rose early, well, she always does, and fixed some buns for you, the both of you,” She smiled as she produced a large pap
When St Just was being wheeled into the surgery, both his loved ones were with him. Bianca and O’Grady had arrived at dawn and stood, holding his hands as they waited for the nursing staff and doctors to arrive to take him in for his early morning surgery.“It might take some time,” the doctor curtly stated as he strode to the theatre, once St Just had been wheeled away.Bianca’s face whitened and O’Grady held her as she seemed to sway. But her hands gripped his arm and she stood stiffly.“I’m ok,” she said softly and he studied her face carefully.Louis Delano and Serena Kingston came down the corridor, hurrying towards O’Grady and he smiled slightly. Claude Delano was not a man who believed in early mornings. But Louis and his lover had come to hold the fort.Serena and Bianca hugged effusively and Serena asked her in a low voice if she was up to some food.“Mumma rose early, well, she always does, and fixed some buns for you, the both of you,” She smiled as she produced a large pap
The large sedan was steadily climbing up a hill and she gripped the side of the seat in alarm.He shot her a glance as the headlights cut through the darkness of trees on either side.And then, she saw a gate ahead of them. O’Grady operated the remote control of the gate from the sedan and they swept up a small drive. Bianca looked around herself in alarm. And then she stared in astonishment.Ahead of her was a small house, a white cottage, sitting perched on the hilltop. “What…where?” asked Bianca and O’Grady stepped out and came around to her side, helping her to alight, his hands on her slightly thickening waist.“O Grady?” she asked breathlessly.He smiled indulgently and leaning down, kissed her warmly on her mouth.“Our house, yours, and ours, mine, Saint’s and the baby. And the other babies who will come.”She looked up at him, her eyes misting over with moisture. Bianca Cruz did not react to the last part of his statement for her heart was filled with love for this man.Placin