All Chapters of Loaned to the Mafia: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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

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

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

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

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.