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CHAPTER 019
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2026-10-29 23:59:32
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THE BISHOP'S IMPOSTER BRIDE. CHAPTER 020
LYRACallum lets out a slow, bored sigh, turning his profile toward the small gathering. "This is Lyra," he announces. "She is my wife."The palpable silence is broken by a sudden, harsh fit of coughing from the old man. The woman beside him quickly reaches for a glass of water on a side table and helps him take a small sip while his dead eyes remain locked onto his son."What is the meaning of this?" he wheezes, pointing a wrinkled finger at me. "Who is this stranger?"Every pair of eyes remains locked on me, and a cold sweat breaks out along my spine, convinced I might drop dead right then and there."Didn't you hear what I just said, Father?" Callum’s tone darkens, stripped of any remaining patience. "Her name is Lyra. And she is my wife."I shoot a quick, subtle glance at Callum's profile. I have never heard a son speak to his father with such open, lethal contempt, and the hostility of it unsettles me to my core.The old man's dry cough echoes through the room once more just as t
THE BISHOP'S IMPOSTER BRIDE. CHAPTER 019
LYRAAva’s eyes widen in genuine shock, and she takes a hasty step back, her lower lip parting slightly. “Wife? Since when did you…""Cousin..."A smooth, melodious voice cuts through the tension from behind her. Ava pauses, rolling her eyes in visible irritation as a second figure steps out from the shadows.He is nearly as tall as Callum, built with broad shoulders, though slightly leaner. He boasts a thick head of dark brown hair, perfectly symmetrical facial features, and striking, emerald-green eyes. He wears a dark blue three-piece suit, though he’s shed the jacket, leaving him in a tailored vest, matching trousers, and a crisp white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms.He looks like a romance lead stepped straight off a page.Holding a tumbler of vodka as well, he glides behind Ava and casually leans in to plant an affectionate, unwanted kiss on her cheek. Ava aggressively shoves his face away with the palm of her hand, but he barely sways as he steps past he
THE BISHOP'S IMPOSTER BRIDE. CHAPTER 018
LYRAThe heavy iron gates swing open with a sharp hydraulic hiss, yielding to a winding tarmac road.Gino slows the sedan and rolls down all four power windows at once. The crisp night air rushes into the cabin, instantly cut by the sudden appearance of four heavily armed men. Two flank each side of the vehicle, tactical rifles cradled casually across their chests.I pull back against the seat and dart a frantic glance at Callum, who doesn't even lift his head. The guard on his side peers inside, taking a slow, calculated second to inspect us before giving a single, respectful nod."Welcome, Mr. Bishop." The guard gestures to Gino, who rolls the windows back up and accelerates smoothly into the property.I let out a trembling breath, craning my neck to watch the guards close the massive gates behind us.Who in God's name needs this level of security?I stare out the tinted glass and beyond the manicured perimeter, an endless sea of dark pine trees lines the tarmac, illuminated only by
THE BISHOP'S IMPOSTER BRIDE. CHAPTER 017
LYRAI am perched on the velvet stool, shoulders tight and back rigid, my gaze fixed on the reflection staring back at me.The gown hanging off my frame costs more than everything hanging in my closet back at home. The stilettos pinching my toes belong on a runway, and the heavy jewellery resting against my collarbones feels cold, heavy, and foreign against my skin.Bertha had carried the garment bags and boxes into my bedroom earlier, laying them across the mattress with silent, mechanical precision. I had watched her in total silence, wondering where it had all come from so quickly, but I didn't bother asking. I already knew the answers would be locked behind her usual icy expression.My fingers reach for the nude lipstick beside a small cosmetics kit she’d brought up later, and I trace the bullet slowly across my bottom lip, pressing them together to even out the shade.I am not going to fool these people.A sharp, cold knot tightens in the pit of my stomach as the thought creeps i
THE BISHOP'S IMPOSTER BRIDE. CHAPTER 016
LYRAI walk past the hearth, my gaze drawn toward the massive windows overlooking the estate.The view outside is overwhelming. Dense, unbroken pine forests stretch as far as the eye can see, rolling over hills with no end in sight.I find myself staring into the sea of green, longing for freedom. Wondering if I will be alive long enough to touch it again. My chest tightens, and a hot tear spills over my lash line.Suddenly, I become acutely aware of the presence behind me. I swipe the tear away with the back of my hand and draw a deep, steadying breath. “Okay, Gino, you win. I’m leav…”The words die in my throat the moment I turn around.Callum is standing three feet away from me, his hands raised as he meticulously tightens the knot of a black silk tie at his collar.This explains the dark energy I felt the moment I crossed the threshold.My gaze involuntarily drags over him, and I'm struck all over again by just how imposing he is up close.Beneath the crisp, stark white dress shir
THE BISHOP'S IMPOSTER BRIDE. CHAPTER 015
LYRAThe eggs and the half-croissant barely pass my throat, but I force them down with cold orange juice.I need my strength back. If it means forcing food down an unwilling throat, so be it. Especially now that I have a plan.Out of habit, I wash my plate, dry it, and wipe down the marble counter. Leaving the kitchen spotless gives me a temporary, grounding sense of control. But as I dry my hands, my gaze involuntarily drifts to the lawn outside. There is no blood, no body, not even a trace of the execution that happened there hours ago.Bile rises in the back of my throat. I press my lips together, fighting the urge to gag, then hang the towel over the sink handle and turn away from the window. I can't afford to dwell on what happened out there. Not now.I need to find Bertha.Tonight is already hanging over me, and the last thing I need is to walk into a room full of strangers without knowing what to expect. Bertha has made it clear that I'm not exactly welcome here, but she's also
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