The sounds of the Casino were muted in this part of the building, the rooms housing O’Grady’s large glass covered offices. But time seemed to freeze for Bianca Cruz as she stopped in the doorway, the sight that met her eyes cutting sharp and cruel against the silence she carried with her. Full of disbelief, Bianca’s trembling brown gaze found him, her lover, her Master.

Liam O’Grady.

And she noted, with a dull , distant shock, that his hands were tangled in another woman’s hair, his lips hungry on hers.

Wen Jing, she thought with an ache tearing through her sharply. the woman who had always seemed to be around...