The Imposter and the King of London의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 5

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

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

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 t