The next morning, Bianca arrived at the hospital. She had been over the moon with the news, bursting to tell Heather and when she met Proserpina at breakfast, she blurted,“Please, can I stop by the hospital? I want to meet my mother…”The look of undiminished joy on her face made Proserpina smile. But thinking of how the sister had behaved cruelly to Bianca, Proserpina paused, thinking. The Don’s wife had a meeting with her academic team later in the morning and she was dressed to leave for it in a simple skirt suit. Bianca thought that the woman looked gorgeous in a burgundy twill wide lapel suit. She had a curvy figure and the skirt dramatically clung to her hips.But Proserpina had been thinking. The protective mother hen in her reared it’s head.“I’ll get Serena to come with you,” she said, after some thought, because Serena was between work at the moment and was expected to join them for lunch at the mansion in the afternoon.Proserpina found her much easier to get along with t
They arrived at Hollowford late in the evening. Bianca had been on edge all day, waiting to meet her sister.And of course, her Masters…She blushed as her mind wandered over the different things they would do to her; with her full consent, of course, for both O’Grady and St Just had never ill-used her. They cared for her feelings, as was obvious with how they had stepped forward to rescue Anna. Serena Kingston, who had proved to be surprisingly friendly, for all her tough exterior, had described how the siblings had taken Cahill off guard. Bianca had felt her heart pounding as she listened.Earlier, Proserpina had wisely declared that Anna could stay the night here, at the mansion, before returning to the hospital the next morning.”Hospitals have visiting hours,” she pointed out gently and Binaca sighed. True. Her stepmother needed to rest, as her Italian beau had pointed out in the afternoon, a little reproachfully. For Heather had been so relived, she had wept a lot, till the nur
O’Grady was pacing up and down, shirtless. His muscular physique with the wiry dark chest hairs, made him look like a superb specimen of a male animal, thought St Just who was watching him. The blonde sibling was lounging on the bed, also shirtless, but he appeared to be cool as always.They were waiting for their Pet, hoping against hope that she would be able to sneak out from next door while her sister slumbered on.Unlike his Irish half-brother who looked like he was about to explode.“Do you think she’ll come?” asked O’Grady, looking towards his brother like a hopeful puppy and St Just grinned.He wasn’t happy but the expression on his brother’s face made him think; Liam O’Grady might be a feared Don in his circle, a killer, an excellent pugilist, a sharp businessman…But little Bianca Cruz seemed to have reduced him to a love-sick puppy, craving her love…Finn St Just sat forward as the thought struck him. He frowned at his brother.“Are you in LOVE with our Pet, O’Grady?” he as
When Bianca crept back to her room, she was exhausted. O’Grady came with her, his arm around her waist, holding her up.“Ah, pet,” he said in a soft, tender tone and she wanted to lean into him, spend the night in his arms. But…She kissed him quickly and opened the door slowly.Luckily, the doors in the Delano mansion did not creak.Bianca stood for a while, holding her breath, staring at the dark shape of her sister who was dead to the world. Poor Anna was dead to the world, exhausted, no doubt.She smiled as she tiptoed to the washroom and took a quick shower, giggling to herself as he saw the marks made by her Masters on her body.They had been aware of the small window of time they had, but her Masters had pleasured themselves, taking care to bring her to the heights of pleasure too, in that short space of time. But she had been too on edge to stay and bathe with them.Lord, but she loved them…When she snuggled down in bed, beside her sister, she smiled, looking out at the moonl
It was the Don who made the Mafia brothers make the momentous decision.Later, they thought that he had, in his aggressive way, forced their hands.He had summoned them to his room for a meeting that morning before they left for the hospital, to meet Bianca’s mother. The idea was to leave for Hunter’s Folly before evening. Bianca would stay here for a couple of days before joining them.The white-haired Don, his massive musculature belying his advancing years, was in the study, his Woman perched on his lap when the younger Mafia men entered. They had been kissing ardently, like young teenagers making out, thought Liam O’Grady in astonishment when they entered. The Don’s hand was on his wife’s heavy breast, kneading as he kissed her relentlessly.Proserpina scrambled off her husband’s lap, her beautiful face pink, and quickly smoothened her hair and hastily rearranged her clothes. Her blouse was open, St Just noted in interest but his gaze stilled as he felt the Mafia Don’s cold eyes
It was like a cue for the woman on the bed when she saw her beau walk out, under the guidance of his daughter.Heather began to sob loudly, her face in her hands.Bianca sat like one turned to stone as she saw what had happened. The full enormity of the actions seemed to hit her.She had never imagined in her wildest dreams imagined that her selfless actions to help her stepmother and sisters would result in her being ostracised.But what hurt the most ws the way Heather had quickly jumped onto the bandwagon. No one had asked her for her side of the situation.In some convoluted way, she felt her rage growing, but it was directed against her Masters.But her sister’s voice interrupted her thoughts.Anna was the one who spoke, her small face red with indignation.“What a dirty woman! How dare she speak to our Bee like that?” Beth echoed her sentiments, as he put her arm around her wildly sobbing mother,“Luigi does not deserve you, Mom, if he …” But Heather lowered her hands and spat
Beth and Anna were upset. They knew that Bianca had been bending over backwards for them. And Anna was only singing praises about the Mafia men to her sister. In private, of course.She had gone into detail, narrating how the two men had managed to bring down the evil Cahill, even going so far as to put themselves in the line of fire for that.“And Mom said such horrible things about them!” exclaimed Anna in a fierce whisper, scrubbing her tears away as her mother lay, whining and wailing.Neither of the twins had been impressed by Luigi who had slunk away when his daughter had read him the riot act. As Beth put it,“He was a wimp.”The sisters looked at each other, with identical expressions of disgust, as their mother sniffed and glared at them suspiciously.“You two should not follow in her footsteps,” began Heather. But Beth, the pragmatic one rose to her feet.She had had more than she could take with her mother’s self-righteousness.As she had confided in her twin, she just want
The Mafia Don’s craggy handsome face was hard as he looked into his Woman’s flushed face. She was upset, he thought with a pang, knowing, before she parted her plump lips, that he would agree to whatever she asked him, no matter how outlandish. He just wanted to erase the frown of worry, the look of anxiety from her face.She leaned into him now, as though she wanted to borrow his strength, her soft brown eyes, filled with sadness, meeting his.”Lucien,” she began,” That poor child…” but they were interrupted by a cross voice at their elbow.“She’s not a CHILD, Mumma,” It was a frustrated-looking Jamie. Lucien’s heart filled with warmth as he gazed at her, his favourite child, the one he spoilt rotten. As Proserpina said reproachfully, It was wrong to single her out for his affection. Poor Rudy could turn cartwheels before the Mafia Don and he would not even notice!Whereas young Jamie only had to pout and her father woud rush to do her bidding.As Tara declared drily,“Pappa was gro
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