Bianca had fallen into a deep sleep after meeting Roxanne. She had been shocked of course, to know that her friend had been hiding from the man who she loved to the point of being his willing slave. There had been times when Bianca had wrinkled her pretty nose when she saw the utter helplessness of Roxanne, in the face of the Iceman’s dominance. Roxanne was like putty in his large, meaty hands, Bianca had thought to herself.But this?There had been an unusually strong, determined glint in Roxanne’s beautiful brown eyes as she voiced her thoughts. She, Roxanne, had chosen to stay at the Mafia Don’s place instead of heading home into the waiting arms of her lover, her Daddy. Alex Van Dyke.Bianca sighed and shook her head. Sylvie, who had turned up in the morning, held her arm and helped her to walk about a little. Bianca felt awful. Her body hurt and she knew in her bones that her son was preparing to emerge. Patting her belly, she said softly,“See you soon, Cian.”The soon happened
Bianca was bored stiff by the end of three days spent in the hospital. She lay on the bed, getting tests done four times a day, generally getting restless. Her sisters spent a lot of time with her; their vacations before their final term were going on, and they talked to Bianca, trying to brainstorm about their future.As for Heather, Bianca’s flighty stepmother was still trying to find someone on Tinder, to everyone’s horror.“At least it keeps her happy,” sighed Anna, who was the one who had been roped in to keep an eye on the older woman who was desperate to find a man for herself, a soulmate, as she said, dreamily when she was Face Timing Bianca.Bianca placed her hand on her belly and sighed. She wished her son had come out, and she could get back to her routine.Unfortunately, the doctors had diagnosed her with high blood pressure or preeclampsia. Belatedly, she remembered that her mother had also suffered from similar problems, as her father had been wont to say.She had been d
The ride to the hospital seemed increasingly drawn out, and Bianca tossed and turned, moaning, as she lay, on the gurney in the ambulance. Her sisters were crowded in beside her, their eyes wide in apprehension as they looked at her with identical expressions of horror and fear.“I don’t think I want to have babies at all,” whispered Beth in a small voice. Anna didn't take her eyes off her sister as she snapped,“I don’t want to get married at all!”They both remembered that Bianca was not officially wedded either. From her position n the bed, Bianca swore and mumbled in distress,“And they expect me to keep having more KIDDS…”The last words ended in a muffled scream as she arched her body. Another painful spasm seemed to ride her body, and she felt the helpless tears falling. Clutching her sister’s hands, she wished her mother had been alive. She so wanted someone beside her, her mother…*O’Grady tore along the streets, chasing the ambulance, and St Just was white-faced as he hung
Bianca had just returned from the University and settled down at her desk, careful to see that her feet were placed on an elevated stool. Barry the biker’s old lady, Sylvie wandered in, her chunky bangles clinking as she placed a tall glass of lemonade on the table.“You’re a lifesaver, Syl, “ breathed Bianca with feeling as she pushed her damp curls off her forehead. She was feeling the heat all the more and was now almost THERE, as she thought of it.The end of the race, or whatever it was, she would be a mother, holding her son in her arms in a few months. The doctor had suggested that she come to hospital but Bianca had stubbornly held out. When her Masters had pleaded she had snapped,“I want to be with you, both of you, till I feel the pains. Not in some hospital!” Listening to her storming, they had given in, but with some reservations. “There could be complications,” the doctor had warned,“The position of the infant…”He had not gone on but O’Grady knew it was bad news. St J
The continuing mystery of her missing friend, Roxanne Piccolo, continued to make Bianca feel gloomy. She was trying to put in some study, for her baby was due soon, and she wanted to be free for a while.But every time she picked up her books, he kept thinking of Roxanne’s small, pinched white face as she gazed at her son, after hearing about Van Dyke spending the night with Martina. It had looked as though poor Roxanne’s world had shattered. The news of the betrayal of the man who had been her world, had left Roxanne devastated.When she had urged Bianca to leave the hospital, she had looked so sad, uneasy and broken. Bianca had been kicking herself for not having put her foot down and stayed with Roxanne…Liam O’Grady flung himself down on the large bed where Bianca was sitting, her books strewn around, a pencil in her mouth as she chewed it aimlessly. With one swipe, the Irishman snatched the pencil from her mouth, glowering as he said,“You trying to give my boy here lead poisonin
Bianca yawned and stretched like a cat, smiling deliciously to herself as her thoughts returned to the night before. Her Masters had made love to her, no other expression for that. Tender love, and she had revelled in their gentleness.This morning, long after O’Grady had left, St Just had woken her gently, kissing her nipples as he growled,“ Wake up, sugar.”He had kissed her swollen belly with reverence, bringing tears to her eyes, before sliding down to her pus*y. Bianca had gasped as he smiled and bent to lick her, sucking her clit till she had sobbed out, squirting in exquisite pleasure as she came…Could there be a better way to come awake, she asked herself, smiling, her eyes shut in bliss.After promising her a full Irish breakfast, at which she had giggled, he had left, leaving her inhaling the slight tang of her Master, a mixture of clove and something else. Rolling over gently, Bianca mused at how her Masters had changed.St Just, who had first appeared to be so aloof, a D
Jamie was delirious with relief when her brothers arrived in a matter of seconds to take her back home. Captain Davis wanted to question her, he declared, but one look from Claude silenced him. “Our sister needs a doctor, mate,” drawled Louis, who was beside his brother, his hiccupping sister in his arms. “You can come home and ask her all the questions you want,” added Claude, hefting her tenderly into his arms. Jamie curled into her brother’s safe embrace and shut her eyes. “Pappa…” she whispered as she was carried away. The Captain stood, hands clenched, watching them go. He could not very well question her now, of course, for she had been so very agitated. But…he sighed. The scent of Jamie’s body- a strawberry fragrance? he wondered- clung to his body, and he turned to meet the knowing look on his Lieutenant’s face. “Right, let’s get down to asking those men some questions,” he said crisply and his team were soon fanning out, trying to find out more about the mysterious man who ha
Captain Davis watched in stupefaction as the man who had been dragging Jamie Delano, suddenly swayed and went down in a heap, blood all over the place. Jamie screamed in terror as the man fell on top of her and she wailed as she struggled to push his dead weight off her body. The Captain did not waste a minute. He was beside her, pushing the dead weight of the fallen man off Jamie, and he lifted her into his arms, soothing her, his face in her fragrant hair, as he spoke hoarsely,“Hush, baby, I’ve got this, I’ve got you…” Jamie clung to him, sobbing hysterically, barely aware that she was being cradled by the man of her dreams.In the corridor, Hila Zidi shook her head in exasperation, The girl was already like a moon calf, swooning over the dashing policeman; now she would imagine it was a divine sign and go after the fellow hammer and tongs. Well, that was a problem for another day, she told herself decisively.Looking around swiftly, she jerked her wig off and hurried down the c
The back garden was deserted, and the man who was dragging her along had planned his escape down to the last T.He had however, not taken into account the fact that Jamie had only had one drink all evening. The cautious teen had refused to get inebriated, for she did not want to disappoint her father. So the job of taking her to the waiting car without difficulty was proving to be a huge challenge. The man swore and tried to pick her up, but she wrestled with him, using all her self-defence training to her advantage. But the trained assassin was too much for her. With one hard blow, he felled her to the ground and began to drag her unwilling body.Jamie was struggling for all she was worth. Something was off and she was not about to go without a fight.“You…” she screamed but her voice came out soft, whining. She tried to hang back but the man smacked her across her head, hard. Jamie literally saw stars as she cried out. Once, long ago, when she was a child, an attempt had been made