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Loaned to the Mafia

Loaned to the Mafia

Mafia
last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-06-26
بواسطة:  Melaniewritesمستمر
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Dark Romance

Steamy

Goodgirl

Hidden Identity

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Age Gap

Hate to Love

Contract Marriage

Fiona 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.

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She'll do
I twirled in a gold sequin dress that I would never be able to afford. It was probably worth more than any amount of money my mother’s side of the family had ever touched for generations.I stared at myself in the mirror a little longer than necessary and ran my hands all over the length of the dress. It hugged my body like a second skin and reached a few inches above my thighs, showcasing my legs.I smiled, feeling increasingly confident the longer I had the dress on. It was nice to act like I was the centre of attention for once. I giggled at the excitement of doing something I wasn’t allowed to do.My smile, however, was short-lived when I heard footsteps approaching. I rushed to take off the dress, but unfortunately, the zipper was stuck.I tried to reach behind my back to take it off in time, but it was too late. The door to Daniela’s room opened, and Orla walked in. She was the head housekeeper at the Kavanagh household, and she was very fierce.“What are you doing in Daniela’s d
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The debt you owe
Lorcan shoved me hard into my small room at the house to the point that I fell on the ground. He was angry, and it was taking all his restraint to keep it together.“I should have killed you when I had the chance,” he said. “Or sold you to the brothel so you can at least be useful. You are nothing but a fucking disgrace to this family.”I didn’t understand what I had done this time. He was the one who called me into his father’s office to lie to a stranger, telling him that I was his youngest sister. Technically, I was.My mother conceived me when she worked at one of Cathal's brothels. I was his illegitimate daughter. When my mother threatened to expose him for what he had done, he brought her to his mansion and punished her.Unfortunately for Cathal, she was eight months pregnant and on the verge of giving birth. It was too late to abort me.I was raised in the Kavanagh household as a maid, a reminder that I would never be treated the same way his legitimate children were treated. No
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In London
Cillian didn’t look at me the entire flight. He pretended I wasn’t there and worked on his computer. I could practically feel his hate for me oozing off him.My palms were sweating, and my hands wouldn’t stop shaking as I wondered if I would survive being his fiancée, let alone marriage. He was cold and calculated, and he had no plans of treating me like I was his wife.One thing I couldn’t deny was how hot he was. He was a beautiful man with captivating brown eyes and a beautiful body. He obviously worked out. He looked like he was carved out by the gods themselves.I couldn’t imagine a man like that settling down. He probably had a harem of women. All the men in the mafia did. Cathal cheated on his wife multiple times, Lorcan had a different girlfriend every day, and Finn Kavanagh was always at the brothel.He was Cathal’s youngest son and the irresponsible one. I had never seen him sober since his mother and Uma died two years ago. He rarely ever came home, and no one did anything a
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Fucking speak
“You don’t own a phone,” Cillian said at dinner. After he basically told me we would be having sex before the wedding ever took place, he left me alone in my—our room and disappeared.I tried to read the book he had given me, but I didn’t understand most of the words in it. Cathal never took me to school. If it wasn’t for Orla taking pity on me and teaching me how to read and write English, I wouldn’t have learned.But even so, my knowledge of how to read and write went as far as Orla’s did, and she didn’t even make it to high school. The only reason I could speak fluent English was that Daniela loved to speak that language more than she did Irish.After a long time of trying to comprehend the book, Catherine, a maid, came and told me Cillian was waiting for me at the dinner table for dinner. The dining table could fit twenty people, and it had more food than Cillian and I could eat.I had tried to sit as far from him as possible, but he wasn’t having it. He demanded I sit next to him.
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A new hell
Cillian asked me to wear presentable clothes to meet his associates, but all of Daniela’s clothes were revealing and provocative. To make matters worse, they were a size or two smaller than my body.They looked even more provocative on me than they actually were. But none of that mattered. I didn’t have a choice but to wear them. I chose a small red dress with spaghetti straps. It was long, but it hugged my body like a second skin.My breasts were practically spilling out of the dress. I wore a cardigan on top to hide the bruises on my back. I had lash marks from years of being punished for my mistakes.I was a child when I started working for the Kavanagh family. Everyone thought Cathal was the devil, but that was because they never met his wife. Maeve Kavanagh was brutal. She and Cathal were a match made in hell.She was the one who taught her children how to be evil bullies. She starved me when I was younger and made sure I worked since I was six years old. She loathed me so much th
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Being in London won't save you
Cillian didn’t look at me, let alone speak to me. I had been in London for two days, and I had barely seen him. I only saw him occasionally when he went into our room to change into his suits and leave for the day.I didn’t know what time he got home because it wasn’t by the time I went to bed. But he could have been at the house for all I knew. It was too huge, and big enough for someone to hide from the person they were living with.Despite us sharing a room, he didn’t sleep on our bed. I hated to admit that I was a little disappointed. After he touched the very first day I came to London, I was curious about those feelings he evoked.I wanted to feel them all over again. Unfortunately, he looked like he knew exactly what to do in bed to make sure a woman got nothing but pleasure from the experience. The only problem was that he wouldn’t touch me.All his words about owning me and being his in every sense of the word, even before the wedding was nothing but bullshit. It was supposed
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Shopping
Lorcan left, but not before signalling for me to keep my mouth shut. After he left, Cillian inched closer to me. I didn’t dare look at him, or he would see my glassy eyes.“What really happened here, Uma?”I shook my head to answer his question. He put his hand under my chin and slowly lifted my head so I was looking at him. Just his fingers under my chin made my skin tingle. I didn’t understand how one man’s touch could evoke such sensations in my body.“Remember what I told you? Use your words, Ginger.”I swallowed. He’d forced me to look at him, and the way he looked at me made my stomach flutter. For a moment, I believed he cared about what happened to me. It felt good for once to know I had someone by my side.But I snapped myself out of the fantasy as soon as I had it. He was Daniela’s fiancé, not mine. I was just a stand-in. A man like Cillian would never look at me twice if he didn’t believe that I was Uma.“N-Nothing,” I answered.“You’re going to be my wife, Uma. No one can
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His woman
I thought Cillian only wanted to get me a few clothes. I didn’t expect all the things he got me.“I don’t need all these,” I told him, but he wouldn’t listen.“Your clothes don’t fit you. They’re too small for you, and they make you look like a hooker. Everyone in London thinks I’m a billionaire. Your way of dressing needs to fit that.” He said.Cillian had a store locked down for the day so we could shop there. When I looked at the price of the clothes the store attendant chose for me, I gasped. They were worth thousands of pounds.I never had anything that belonged to me be that expensive. I was always given hand-me-down clothes from the maids that worked in the Kavanagh household. The clothes I wore since I was given to Cillian were Daniela’s, not mine.“This is…too much.”“Let’s get one thing straight. As long as you’re my fiancé, you’ll get only the best. Plus, we’re getting rid of all your previous clothes. This is a whole new wardrobe.”The tone of finality in his voice told me
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Our bedroom
That night, Cillian and I went home together. It would be the first time we were in his room together. Luckily, Lorcan wasn’t anywhere to be found when we went home.To my surprise, my new clothes had all been arranged in Cillian’s walk-in closet. One side was full of his clothes, shoes, bags, watches, and other jewelry. The other side was full of my clothes, shoes, jewelry, and bags.There was even a new vanity in there where I could do my makeup. I needed to learn how to. Maybe it would serve as a better use of my time rather than trying and failing to read books in the library.As I was picking out pajamas, he came out of the bathroom with water dripping down his body. Oh. My. God. Muscular was an understatement. He was packed with muscle and tattoos, from his neck down to his arms and torso.In another world, he could have been a male model or a hot actor. I almost couldn’t stop staring at him, and he seemed oblivious to it. The only thing he had was a towel around his lower body.
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First kiss
I thought Cillian would take his sweet time when it came to planning our wedding. I thought we’d be one of those couples who were engaged for months without getting married, giving Daniela a chance to come and take her rightful place.I couldn’t have been more wrong.“The wedding planner will come by later in the day to get your insight on how you want the wedding,” he said casually as he put on his watch, which was on our bedside table.I was in bed in my pajamas, trying to read yet another book. There was nothing else to do but to pass the time. Catherine, the head housekeeper, told me that I could learn more English using apps on my new phone.But I didn’t want Cillian to know I didn’t know enough English, so I didn’t learn until he was out of the house.“What?” I asked, thinking I’d misheard him.“The wedding planner is coming soon for you to pick out color schemes and other things for the wedding. I’ll leave everything to you. I know you were forced into this alliance, but I still
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