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Chapter 21 - Cillian

작가: Peyton Iuga
last update 게시일: 2026-03-26 22:18:53

Cillian

I hear them before I see them. Heavy steps. Controlled. Familiar. Declan and Liam don’t enter a room quietly, not because they can’t, but because they don’t need to. Their presence speaks before they do. It always has. It always will.

Ronan, on the other hand, is already grinning like a fucking idiot. “You missed it,” he says the second they step into the kitchen, leaning back in his chair like he’s been waiting for this exact moment. “Our fearless leader here was having a very… interes
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    ElenaIt’s been three days since the gala. Three days since the bathroom. Since the gunshot. Since I watched Cillian walk away from me and into something darker than I’ve ever fully seen, and somehow, everything feels… normal again. Or at least, it pretends to.I step out of the elevator and into the top floor of his building, my heels clicking softly against the polished floor. People glance up as I pass, some curious, some already recognizing me. That’s new. I don’t slow. I don’t hesitate because I’ve been here before. Because I know where I’m going. Because I belong here… Don’t I?The thought lingers longer than it should. I shake it off as I approach his office, barely sparing a glance at his assistant’s desk, empty. Strange. I knock once, but I don’t wait.I open the door. And stop. Everything inside me stills. She’s leaning over his desk. Close. Too close. Blonde. Beauti

  • Bought By The Irish Mafia Boss   Chapter 43 - Cillian

    CillianShe said she’s not leaving. The words haven’t left my head. Not once. Not when she said them. Not when I kissed her after. Not when I walked out of the kitchen to take a call I barely listened to. Not even now, hours later, standing in my office with a glass of whiskey I haven’t touched.I’m not going anywhere. Most people say things like that out of fear. Out of pressure. Out of not knowing what they’re getting into. Elena knows.That’s what makes it dangerous. That’s what makes it real. And my fucking Christ… That’s what makes something inside me settle in a way it hasn’t in years. I don’t like how much that matters. I like even less that I’m already thinking about how to make sure it stays that way.Permanent. Unbreakable. Mine. A knock sounds at the door. I don’t answer. It opens anyway. She steps inside. Like she belongs here. Like she’s done it a hundred tim

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    ElenaI wake up before him. That’s new. For a moment, I don’t move. I just lie there, staring at the ceiling, my body still wrapped in the warmth of sleep, my mind slower than usual, until everything comes rushing back.The gala. The bathroom. The gunshot. My chest tightens. And then, Him.I turn my head slightly. Cillian is still asleep beside me. Or as close to asleep as I think he ever gets.He’s on his back, one arm resting across his stomach, the other close enough that if I shifted just a little, I could tuck myself into him again. His face is calmer like this. The sharp edges softened. The tension is not completely gone, but quieter.He looks… human. It shouldn’t surprise me. It still does. Because I saw him last night. Not here. Not like this. I saw the man who walked back into this penthouse with blood on him that didn’t belong to him.The man who said, “I took care of it.” And I didn

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    ElenaThe silence is too loud. That’s the first thing I notice when I step back into the penthouse. Not the size of it. Not the luxury. Not the floor-to-ceiling windows showing the city glowing beneath the night. The silence. It presses in from every corner, crawling under my skin, settling in my chest like something waiting to break open. I wrap my arms around myself as I walk further inside.Safe. That’s what they keep saying. But my body doesn’t believe it yet. Not after tonight. Not after the bathroom. Not after the factory. Not after the way his arm felt around me again. My breath catches. No. Don’t go there.I move quickly, almost without thinking, checking the front door first. Locked. Of course it is. Security panel lit. Active. Cameras running. Still, I check it again.Then the windows. Every single one. Curtains slightly parted, glass cold under my fingertips as I press against it, scanning the streets below like I might

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    CillianBy the time I get back to her, the room has already shifted. Not visibly. Not to anyone who doesn’t know what to look for. The music still plays. Champagne still moves through the crowd. Conversations still hum under the chandeliers like nothing happened. Like a man wasn’t just put down in a bathroom because he made the mistake of putting his hands on what belongs to me.But I know better. Declan knows better. Liam definitely knows better.And Elena feels it too. She’s standing near the back corridor now, Liam half a step behind her, his expression blank in that way that means he’s one wrong breath away from snapping someone’s neck. Elena’s arms are wrapped around herself too tightly, her face pale, her breathing uneven, even though she’s trying like hell to hide it.The second she sees me, something in her eases. Not fully. But enough. I cross the distance between us without slowing and put one hand on her waist, the other cupping the side of her

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    CillianI don’t sleep. Not properly. Not after a night like that. Not after an entire night of mind-blowing sex. But she does.She’s still asleep when I open my eyes, her body tangled in the sheets, hair spread across the pillow, lips slightly parted like she’s still caught somewhere between dreams

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    ElenaI should pull away. That’s the first thought that comes to me when I wake up. It’s immediate. Sharp. Instinct. And I don’t do it. Because I can’t. Because I’m already pressed against him.My body is curved into his like it found that position on its own, like sometime during the night I stopp

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    ElenaI don’t remember walking. I don’t remember leaving the dining room. All I remember is him. His hands. His mouth. The way everything inside me stopped making sense the second he pulled me against him like I belonged there.The world blurs around us as he carries me. My arms are still wrapped a

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