The moment the Masters walked into the house, they knew that Bianca was not there.

The air was silent; no children's laughter, and Syl was also not around.

Normally, Bianca would be waiting for them, sliding her arms around their waists in turn as she leaned in to be kissed, for she was carrying their third child. But today, the room remained empty, just a light in the warm living room.

It was six o’clock in the evening, and the Masters had wanted to surprise their bride.

Now Liam O’Grady stood, raking his hands through his black hair as the bodyguard explained hesitantly,

“Boss, the missus said she would be...