LOGINFiona Callaghan is just a maid at the Kavanagh household. She thinks her future is set in stone, but things take a turn when she is pawned off to the mafia king of London in place of her boss’s daughter. She has to pretend to be someone she’s not to save her mother from a fate worse than death. Cillian Harrington is the feared king of London. He marries Fiona, thinking she’s someone she’s not, in an effort to get revenge for something that happened to his family. He plans to make her life a living hell. Feelings blossom when these two meet, and they have to fight the magnetic pull that constantly brings them together. Something so wrong suddenly feels so right. *** “I own you now. I will make sure you regret being born into the Kavanagh household. Your life as a coddled Irish mafia princess is gone. You’re my slave now. You will do as I say or I will make you wish you were dead.” I whimpered, wishing I were back in the Kavanagh household. Surely, it had to be better than being tied to a freaking monster. Either way, I must have lost my mind because the closer Cillian got to me, the more my whole body was set aflame. I must have been crazy to want a man who vowed to make my life miserable.
View MoreI watched Uma sleep like I did every single day. I had to fight the urge to get into bed with her every single night. Now that I knew what her ass looked like covered with my welts, the feat was becoming harder to achieve.I would crack soon and take her for myself. Lord knew she was begging for it. Her pussy wept almost immediately when I spanked her. The sound of her moans and whimpers was permanently branded into my memory.I wondered how she would sound moaning my name as I railed into her from behind. I would take her hair into my fist, pull her head back, and whisper dirty things into her ear. Would that unravel her?I cursed and stormed out of the room we shared. I needed to work to distract myself from the temptation in my sheets. When Victoria told me what had happened at the brunch, I was shocked.Suddenly, the version of Uma Victoria recounted sounded like all the rumors I’d heard about the Kavanagh heirs. The redhead in my bed didn’t act as crazy as Victoria claimed she wa
Punished? I didn’t want to receive any punishment because I hadn’t done anything wrong. I was about to open my mouth to defend myself from the allegations Victoria had put forth against me.But I soon realized they had a closer bond than the one I had with him. Of course, he would believe her and not me. There was nothing I would say that would be able to convince him I didn’t harm his precious woman.I kept silent as Cillian took off his belt. I didn’t know what he was planning, but I was scared. I had half a mind to run away until I realized running wouldn’t do anything for me. All it would do was get me in trouble.“What are you going to do?” I asked.“Did I say you could speak?” He asked.I opened and closed my mouth, but I didn’t have any words to say. I had never seen him that domineering towards me. He was always so soft and gentle with me unless I refused to do what he asked.I felt stupid for thinking he was a good man. I should have known every single one of the men who were
I walked off thinking it was the end of it, but Victoria followed after me. She grabbed my hand and pulled me back.“What did you do to Cillian to make him want to marry you so soon?” She asked.I tried to pull my hand away, but she didn’t let me go. She was like a madwoman. Her nails were digging into my skin, and her eyes were wide and unnerving.“Let me go,” I said as I finally ripped my hand from her grasp.I was a little weaker than her, but when adrenaline pumped through me, it made me strong enough to pull him away from her. I put as much distance between us as possible because she was acting crazy.I regretted standing up to her. I should have kept my mouth shut and taken all her shit, and maybe she would have let me leave in peace. Instead, she was making a scene, and it was making me feel uneasy.Victoria screamed in frustration.“What do you have that I don’t? You look like a fucking hooker half the time, and you’re not as smart as I am. There’s nothing interesting about yo
The women continued speaking in a language I didn’t understand. I didn’t even know what language it was. My confusion about what they were saying only fueled their laughter and more chatter.When I realized my reactions made them excited to make fun of me, I stopped giving them what they wanted. I put food on my plate and poured myself a glass of wine, even when I had never had wine before.There was a first time for everything.When they realized I wasn’t giving them the reaction they needed, they stopped. I was no longer a source of their entertainment. They switched to English and started to talk about other women in London.They gossiped about others, called women fat and ugly, and talked about how no one wanted them to be their wives. Then the conversation turned uncomfortable, and I wanted to be away from there.“I can’t wait for Victoria and Cillian’s wedding. They grew up together, and they are right for one another. Their babies would be cute.” A girl named Diana said.I almo
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