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Chapter 72 - Elena

Author: Peyton Iuga
last update publish date: 2026-05-01 00:01:33

Elena

The door opens. I hear it before I see it. Metal scraping softly. A click. The kind of sound that shouldn’t feel loud, but does. My entire body locks instinctively, every nerve going sharp and alert, even while I force myself to stay still.

Slow. Weak. Out of it. That’s what they need to see. I let my head loll slightly to the side, my eyes half-lidded, unfocused. My breathing stays shallow, uneven, just enough t

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  • Bought By The Irish Mafia Boss   Chapter 72 - Elena

    ElenaThe door opens. I hear it before I see it. Metal scraping softly. A click. The kind of sound that shouldn’t feel loud, but does. My entire body locks instinctively, every nerve going sharp and alert, even while I force myself to stay still.Slow. Weak. Out of it. That’s what they need to see. I let my head loll slightly to the side, my eyes half-lidded, unfocused. My breathing stays shallow, uneven, just enough to sell it. My wrists remain where they are, loose against the rope, like I gave up fighting.Footsteps. Heavy. Confident. Not rushed. More than one. I count them without looking. One. Two. Maybe three. The air shifts as they step inside, bringing in colder air with them. Different scent too, cigarettes, cheap cologne, something metallic. Blood, maybe. Or just the place.“Still out?” a voice mutters.Italian accent. My stomach tightens, but I don’t react. No

  • Bought By The Irish Mafia Boss   Chapter 71 - Elena

    ElenaDarkness comes back in pieces. Not all at once. Slow. Heavy. Like I’m being dragged up from somewhere deep, and I don’t quite want to reach the surface.My head throbs. My body feels wrong. Too heavy. Too slow. For a second, I don’t move. I just breathe. In and out, in and out, in…. Something is off. Cold. Hard beneath me. Not my bed. Not the penthouse. Not safe.My eyes snap open. Dark ceiling. Unfamiliar. Wrong. Everything comes back at once. The restaurant. The explosion. The chaos. Cillian…My breath catches sharply. I try to sit up, and pain shoots through my arms. I freeze. Look down. My wrists are bound. Tight. Rough material digging into my skin. My heart starts racing. Fast. Too fast. No. No no no…I pull against the restraints instinctively. The rope bites deeper. My breath turns uneven. Panic claws its way up my chest, sharp and immediate, threatening to take over everything. This is real. Thi

  • Bought By The Irish Mafia Boss   Chapter 70 - Cillian

    CillianThe noise doesn’t matter. The screaming. The shattered glass. The chaos is ripping through the restaurant like it’s still alive. None of it matters. Because she’s gone. And someone is still breathing who shouldn’t be. I don’t leave. I don’t chase the exit. I don’t run after ghosts. I turn. Slow. Controlled. Deadly.“There,” Liam says, already dragging a man across the floor by the collar.Blood streaks across the tiles behind him. The man is half-conscious, face already swollen, one eye barely open. Good. Not enough.“Alive?” I ask.“For now.”Ronan appears from the side, cracking his knuckles, jaw tight with barely contained violence.“He’s one of them,” he mutters. “Didn’t make it far.”Perfect. I step closer. The man tries to move. Tries to crawl. Pathetic.

  • Bought By The Irish Mafia Boss   Chapter 69 - Elena

    ElenaSomething feels… off. I don’t know when it starts. Maybe it’s the way the room is too quiet. Or the way everyone is pretending it’s not. Cillian and Kenji Takahashi are talking across from me, voices low, controlled, like every word matters more than it sounds.I try to follow. Numbers. Routes. Something about shipments. But my attention keeps drifting. Not to the conversation. To the room. To the way the staff move. To the way the guards stand just a little too stiff. To the feeling crawling up my spine. I shift slightly in my chair. Cillian notices. Of course he does.His hand brushes my knee under the table. Subtle. Grounding. Stay. I don’t look at him. But I still. Kenji’s gaze flicks to me again. Too observant. Too aware.“You’re distracted,” he says calmly.“I’m listening,&r

  • Bought By The Irish Mafia Boss   Chapter 68 - Elena

    ElenaI didn’t expect to feel like this again. Nervous. Not scared. Not uncertain. Just… aware. Of everything. The room feels quieter tonight as I stand in front of the mirror, fingers smoothing over the fabric of my dress. It’s different from the gala, still elegant, still fitted, but darker. More controlled.More him. My reflection stares back at me, and for a second, I don’t fully recognize her. Not the girl from the bookstore. Not the one trying to survive day by day. This version of me, she knows she’s being watched. Judged. Measured. And somehow… she’s still standing. My breath leaves slowly.“You’re thinking too much.” His voice is low. Right behind me.I don’t turn immediately.“I’m going to dinner with a man you don’t trust,” I reply. “I think I’m allowed.”A faint huff of amusement brushes the air behind me.“T

  • Bought By The Irish Mafia Boss   Chapter 67 - Cillian

    CillianThe flowers are already in her room when I find out. Of course they are. Nothing about Kenji Takahashi is accidental. I don’t touch them at first. I just stand there, looking at the arrangement sitting on her table like it belongs in this place. White orchids. Clean. Precise. Expensive. Calculated.Everything about him is.“Who let these in?” I ask, my voice flat.Liam is behind me. “They were delivered through the main desk,” he says. “Cleared as a priority package.”Of course they were. I step closer slowly, my gaze dropping to the card tucked between the stems. I already know it’s from him. I don’t need to read it to know. But I do anyway. “For the woman who doesn’t fear dangerous men”.My jaw tightens. There’s more.“Dinner. Tonight. You and her. Consider it… a continuation of our conv

  • Bought By The Irish Mafia Boss   Chapter 37 - Elena

    ElenaI stare at myself in the mirror and barely recognize the woman looking back at me. The dress is black. Of course it is. Not soft black. Not simple black. It’s the kind that clings in all the right places and makes me look like I belong somewhere far more expensive than any place I’ve

  • Bought By The Irish Mafia Boss   Chapter 36 - Cillian

    CillianI don’t sleep. Not really. Even when I close my eyes, my mind doesn’t stop. It runs through plans, contingencies, and outcomes. Every angle. Every possibility.And now, every way this ends with De Santis on his knees. I stand in the center of the warehouse, hands in my pocke

  • Bought By The Irish Mafia Boss   Chapter 35 - Elena

    ElenaI didn’t expect the gun to feel this heavy. It sits in my hands like something alive. Dangerous. Real in a way that nothing else has ever felt before. My fingers tighten slightly around it, unsure, my pulse picking up as I stare down at it.“This isn’t a toy.

  • Bought By The Irish Mafia Boss   Chapter 29 - Elena

    ElenaI don’t know how long it’s been. At first, I tried to keep track. Count seconds. Minutes. The shifts in light that barely slip through the crack under the door. I told myself I’d stay sharp. Stay aware. Stay in control. That didn’t last. Time blurs in here. It

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