Chapter: FinalePiers's loud shout made the hall fall silent. For a minute, every head in the room swivelled to stomp in the doorway.Even Lucien Delano and Proserpina, absorbed as they were in their burning need to lose themselves in their desperate need for each other, stopped. Proserpina blinked as she turned to look, safe as she was, nestled in her lover’s strong embrace. And the Mafia Don scowled in annoyance, muttering,“What is with that fool boy?’Piers whipped his head to face his parents across the room, an arm around Hila, holding her to his chest as he cried, "Mumma! Pappa!’And when he was hurrying to them, his eyes were wild with excitement as he cried in joy, dragging his lover beside him,‘I…you… I mean… Mumma, I’m going to be a dad!”Proserpina was out of her husband’s protective arms as her son whooped and threw his arms around her, laughing with him. Lucien watched drily as Claude and Ria immediately crossed to him, pulling him into a huddle. Tara joined them, and after a pause, so
Huling Na-update: 2024-10-27
Chapter: “I wanted to meet the father of my child…”LucienHe began to make his way slowly through the milling throng of his guests to where his Woman was standing, in a daringly backless gown, her beautiful body making his staff harden with desire. Ria and Tara had chosen the slinky gown for her. When Proserpina had protested in embarrassment, her hands on her pink cheeks, the girls had declared,‘Mumma! Even after eight kids, you still look WOW!’It had been one of those rare weekends when Tara had come home. Ria had little Jamie on her lap, jiggling the fat little girl who was cooing at her Pappa, for the Mafia Don was hands down, her favourite person. Jamie was the apple of the Don’s eye, as Ria often teased her father.Lucien, who had been in the bedroom working on his phones and tablet, had been watching them in amusement.After the heart attack, mild though it had been, he had taken to spending time at home, working from his office or sometimes, his spacious bedroom.‘Please…but it’s BACKLESS!” Proserpina had gone on, her eyes m
Huling Na-update: 2024-10-26
Chapter: True LoveA love like the kind her parents shared was almost like a fairytale…She sighed and touched her small belly. Big Philippe placed his large warm hand over hers and whispered concernedly in her ear,“Princess?”She looked up into his dark eyes and felt the rush of affection, of love that kept them bound to each other. Philippe, the Capo would bring the Moon and place it at her feet if she asked for it, she thought and unmindful of the crowds milling around her, the sound of glasses clinking, the chatter of people as, Ria reached up and pulled his head down. Murmuring against his lips,‘Philippe Diaz, I love you,” as she kissed him.***Piers Delano was staring at his phone. His mind was on other matters, although he had turned up for the party after his twin’s wedding ceremony. It had been a brief ceremony; Philippe had been born a Catholic, so there had been a small wedding service at Church. Old man Diaz had passed away a few years ago, and Philippe’s brothers, both of whom had been a
Huling Na-update: 2024-10-24
Chapter: A few Years laterA few years later.The years have been kind to him, thinks the Don fondly as he surveys the guests at his daughter’s wedding party.Lucien Delano has aged but in his predictably indomitable manner, he looks and of course, his wife is testimony to the fact, that he still behaves in the same manner as he used to.His still-muscular physique belies his years and he continues to practice in his gym and has a friendly bout of boxing in the Ring, off and on. His son Claude is now an established name in the world of boxing, simultaneously running the underground fight clubs he has set up, and partnered with Paddy. The two of them work in tandem, Paddy with his enviable skills on the computers, has managed to make the Fight Clubs very lucrative indeed! thinks the Don.The Mafia Don is still actively handling the matters of his mob, which has branched out to become a powerful organisation, but one that is totally against human trafficking. He has made his millions through his arms dealings, a
Huling Na-update: 2024-10-23
Chapter: JamieLucienHe looked at his Woman fondly. She was on the bed, her head lowered to the baby at her nipple, the little child whose brown curls were bobbing as she sucked hard at her mother’s swollen teat.Proserpina wore a look of divine bliss, and Lucien moved over to her, taking her chin in his hard grip and kissing her.It was all he could do, for she had been spending almost a month at the hospital now. A month during which the Mafia Don had practically lived in the hospital too, his only concern being his Woman.And of course, the littlest child of his, who had charmed him already, though she was too small, too tiny to utter a word. Yet she could be ear-splittingly loud, too!He found himself staring in wonder as the baby yawned, exposing her small toothless gums, pink in colour, as he watched her face adoringly. And when Proserpina laughed at him, at the way he fawned over his youngest daughter, the Mafia Don growled at her, his eyes hungrily wandering over her.“Woman, I want to bree
Huling Na-update: 2024-10-23
Chapter: “She hasn’t seen her littlest babe yet!’RiaShe was running down a corridor that stretched out endlessly. The sound of the man’s footsteps thundering after her made her pant in fear. He was after her. She stumbled and fell, picked herself up, and kept running, her hands reaching out in the dark for some door, some way out of this place. And then, suddenly, out of the blue, she grabbed a shirt sleeve.The face of the man looked up in front of her.She screamed as Dusak’s face appeared out of the gloom, grinning maniacally.He had blood pouring down his forehead and a large hole in his cheek where he had been shot. But he opened his mouth and spoke in a guttural voice she knew she had heard before.“LOVELY Ria, my Ria, I am going to be with you forever now...'He reached out a long skeletal hand with talons, and that was when Ria screamed.Dusak Rudenko began shaking her throat ungently, and she felt a gurgle of panic erupt within her. A deep fear, unnamed and unknown.And then Philippe’s voice came into her consciousness, be
Huling Na-update: 2024-10-22
Chapter: Paddy At Work!It was early morning when Bianca rose. She smiled as she looked around. The bed , as large as it was, for she shared it with her Masters, was empty, save for herself. Sitting up with a start, Bianca whipped her head around. Where was the Irishman? And St Just?As though her mind had conjured them up, she heard the Irishman. He was singing a bawdy Irish song from the washroom, “So I called me wife and I said to her: "Will you kindly tell to me,Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?"yodelled O’Grady lustily and Bianca grinned. She could not help it. Liam O’Grady could not sing to save his life, but this song was his favourite, titled "Seven Drunken Nights"It was a humorous and cheeky traditional Irish folk song about a gullible man who comes home drunk each night, catching suspicious signs of his wife's infidelity — but believing her absurd explanations.Bianca strolled over to the washroom and sure enough, hidden behind a cloud of steam as he soaped his
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-12
Chapter: Paddy Joins ThemThree days passed while the Masters tried to break the code, to try and find who was behind the letter. Although they suspected that Nico Piccolo was behind the mysterious, terrorising midnight calls and the letters and photos, they needed more proof before they acted.Unfortunately, all their skills and those of the IT team they had at their disposal could not crack the IP address. Too complicated, too clever, said their best men, throwing up their hands in defeat.Laim O’ Grady wasted no time.Bianca, trying hard to be brave, was an emotional wreck beneath all the bravado.She had snuggled between them that night, or rather, that day, when they headed home.O’Grady watched as she rested her head on his brother’s chest and said, her lower lip, full and plump, trembling,“I was…I thought…you…” At that, O’Grady had pulled her into his arms forcefully and growled, when he came up for air,“Did you seriously think that the woman in those grainy photographs could be mistaken for you?”Hi
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-09
Chapter: The Masters ArriveBianca looked down in horror at the large photographs, three of them, which had fallen onto the large table. They showed a woman in openly compromising positions, with different men. The woman in all the photographs was the same.SHE WAS LOOKING AT HERSELF.BECAUSE IN EVERY PHOTO IT WAS BINACA.She sank to the leather armchair, her hand going to her mouth in silent horror, unable to make a sound. Barry, who had come in the minute he heard that she had received an undisclosed envelope, caught her as she slumped back in the chair, her eyes wide, stuck.She shut her eyes and waved her hand, trying to stop him from seeing the pictures.Barry was family; she could not bear him to look at those sick pictures.As he held her to his deep chest, Bianca felt his body vibrate with rage as he looked at them, holding her face buried in his chest. She could smell the leather jacket he always wore as she looked up at him, her large brown eyes filled with tears of anger.And that was when the door
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-08
Chapter: Bianca In DangerWhen Bianca emerged stepped out that evening, ready to take on the world, wearing a sleeveless green gown, she looked magnificent.She had picked out eh gown with care for the night, knowing that she wanted to look like a woman going in to do battle, not a scared rabbit running for her life…The gown was made from rich emerald satin that caught the light with every movement, giving off a subtle, luxurious sheen. It hugged her body in all the right places, tailored to skim the curves without clinging too tightly. The neckline was a deep, graceful V, suggestive without being overt, balanced by the sleeveless design that showcases the shoulders and arms.The colour went well with her vibrant brown hair, and she knew it made an eye-catching ensemble.At the waist, a fitted, cinched band gave way to a gentle flare — not quite a full skirt, but enough to allow fluid movement, ideal for gliding across the casino floor. A thigh-high slit on one side offered a bold flash of leg, hinting at mis
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-05
Chapter: BiancaBianca felt a sense of relief. Finally, she thought, dimpling to herself.Finally. Her Masters were winging their way home, she told herself that morning as she fed her toddler, watching indulgently as he banged a spoon on the table of his high chair and made loud sounds to attract his mother’s attention whenever he felt she was vaguely distracted. His small chin and plump cheeks were covered with cereal and he looked adorable. Bianca bent down to kiss him. Cian looked like her, as Sylvie had commented the day before, the brown eyes with the curling lashes, the pouty mouth.“The spittin’ image of you, honey,” the older woman had chortled, her large bosom shaking as he chuckled.Her half-sisters, Anna and Beth, had echoed the same sentiment when they saw her and Cian on the video calls, which were now a frequent nightly occurrence.“He’s got your eyes, Bee,” Anna had chirped, while Beth had endorsed the view that he had the same colouring and hair.Now Bianca studied her plump infant
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-04
Chapter: 242.Bianca : StressedBianca seemed to grow wan and pale every time the phone rang. Barry had stationed a couple of men at the apartment to take care of matters aside from himself. Although she felt terrified to leave Cian behind, Bianca still appeared at the Casino. That night, as she moved about, she could not help glancing over her shoulder repeatedly. It felt as though someone was watching her. A croupier at a table whose eyes slid away when she looked at him.A couple of strangers who entered the casino at midnight and stayed to move around, without really being involved in the games.Then there was the new woman they had hired to serve the clients. She seemed extremely nervous when Bianca looked across at her, almost toppling a tray full of drinks on to a client’s lap in her panic. All that evening, as she glided around with her face a cool mask of power and casual disdain, Bianca face a mask of calm, Bianca felt she was being walked, not walking—guided by something unseen, by the rhythm of ritua
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-30
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