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Authors Note And Return Update

Author: Ethel
last update publish date: 2026-03-24 16:02:04

Hi everybody

I’m sure you’ve all been wondering what’s going on and why there hasn’t been an update in two weeks.

Well, to explain that I’ll have to go back to the very beginning. For those who don’t know I moved to a new city and it’s been really difficult adjusting. I also got a new job and I’ve been trying to set everything up as well as get used to my new life.

To be honest, the break was unplanned.

I’ve been so busy that each time I come home I go straight to bed without bothering to write or edit any of the chapters I already have.

Fortunately I think I’ve balanced my schedule because I’ve started writing again so updates will resume this week. I’m going to make it a triple update so hopefully that goes with my apology.

I’m sorry for unintentionally keeping you waiting. Thank you once again for sticking around ❤️

Ethel

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  • Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss    Warehouse and Sedatives

    AaronI’m not the type of man who believes in fate.I believe everyone is responsible for their own destiny, and we, as humans, can shape it into whatever we want.And as I stare at my wife’s sleeping form merely an hour before I have to face our greatest enemy, I can’t help but wonder if this is the destiny I chose, or just the cruel, inevitable conclusion of the bloodline I was born into.Either way, if I die tonight, at least I would’ve had the pleasure of knowing her in this lifetime and the quest of searching for her in the next.Before her, it never occurred to me that I could love a person this much.But I do love my wife. More than anyone has ever loved anything, which is why I wouldn’t hesitate for a single second to give my life if it meant keeping her safe.I reach down and brush a stray curl behind her ear. The corner of her lips twitches, and she burrows further into my touch.I have to physically restrain myself from waking her and pulling her into my arms, from burying

  • Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss    Sneaking around

    Elle I decide the next course of action in three phases. The first phase of my plan requires me to act the part of a fragile porcelain doll that everyone assumes is still piecing herself back together after the terrible accident, at least for one more day. Tricking Aaron into leaving me alone for the entire day turns out to be surprisingly easy. Maybe that’s because he’s lying to me too. Still, when he leaves without so much as questioning my sudden desire to spend the day holed up in my bedroom, I can’t help but feel relieved. I have exactly thirty six hours to figure out a way to save my husband and put an end to this war once and for all. But that’s easier said than done. If I remember correctly, Cillian and Aaron talked about a note that was left at the estate. If my guess is right, said note has the address of the meeting spot and the exact time Neil and Ivy expect him to show up. If I want to be anywhere near that location, I need to first find that piece of paper. And q

  • Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss    Eavesdropping

    ElleI jolt awake, my heart lurching.For a moment, I lie still, disoriented. Then my eyes adjust to the darkness, and the faint glow of the digital clock on the nightstand comes into focus.12:17 a.m.Just a little past midnight.The bed is empty, and judging by the rumpled sheets and lack of warmth, it’s probably been empty for a while.I wonder where he is.I throw the covers aside and slide out of bed to cross the room. I walk to the closet and pull on one of Aaron’s oversized hoodies before heading for the door. The hallway lights are still on. I pass by my old room, stopping briefly to check on my sister.She’s sound asleep, and I can’t help but sigh at the look of contentment on her tiny face.During my time at the hospital, I was so worried that she wouldn’t be able to adjust to the change and that I somehow ruined her life without even knowing it, but seeing her again made me realise that I was worried over nothing.Maddie is not alone. Even when she didn’t have me, she had

  • Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss    Home Again

    ElleI spent two more days at the hospital.After a round of tests that felt more like impromptu interrogations, followed by my needlework and more needlework at Aaron’s request, the doctor finally signed my discharge papers and let me go.Despite my protests, my husband carried me bridal-style out of the hospital’s sliding doors and into the back of a waiting SUV.The ride to the estate is quiet, and yet, it’s a silence I welcome.I stare out the tinted window, watching the city blur into long, jagged streaks of grey and neon. Next to me, Aaron’s hand rests over mine on the leather seats. Every few seconds, he would sweep his thumb across my knuckles, but that's as far as he went with physical contact.We pull into the driveway of the mansion. I’m barely inside the house before I notice a small, frantic blur of pink and denim hurtling down the staircase.A muffled omph sound escapes me as my sister’s tiny body collides with mine, fingers gripping my dress like a lifeline.Maureen is

  • Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss    Author’s note

    Hi everyone, I’m sorry I’ve been missing these last few days. After my birthday I have been dangerously unwell for the last two weeks but thank God I’m doing okay now. Updates will resume on Monday and will be rolled out in three batches. First batch: The plan Second batch: The show down Third batch: The epilogue Until then you can join the official readers group of F@c3 b00k. Simply search 3th3l’s Rom@nc3 H@v3n and click join to join now. P.S there’s a snippet for the next chapter already posted there❤️

  • Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss    Awake

    ElleThe first thing I register when I wake up is the white ceilings.They’re bright and entirely unfamiliar, which makes me realise instantly that I am not at home or anywhere I might know, for that matter.The second thing my mind registers is the faint beeping sound coming from right beside me.I groan, blinking once, twice, trying to get my eyes to adjust to the bright fluorescent lights shining down at me.God, what happened?The last thing I remember…And then it hits me. The memories from yesterday. Maddie. Richard. Mum. There was a struggle and then…Oh God, is he dead?Did I…“Angel?”I turn my head at the sound of my name and it’s only then that I notice that I’m not alone. Someone is in here with me. No, not someone, Aaron.I’m immediately hit with a truckload of ease.“You’re awake,” He sounds relieved. So relieved that a little bit of my heart chips away at the thought of having caused him worry.He’s still dressed in the same clothes as the last time I saw him which mean

  • Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss    Gifts, Little Girls And Old Scars

    Elle"I can't believe you guys brought me to the mall", I say while pushing hangers of blue striped cotton sweaters to the side to examine their more feminine, pink counterparts."What were you expecting?" Zoey grabs a blouse from the rack, "You do realise that Christmas is only a month away?"When

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-30
  • Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss    TRIGGER WARNING FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER

    WARNING This next chapter contains descriptions of sexual assault. Note that Elle isn't assaulted but the scene may still be considered to be graphic by some readers Please do not proceed to the chapter if you find this type of content distressing. I will leave a * sign for when it's safe to re

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-29
  • Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss    You're blushing

    Aaron. "When I said I wanted to touch you, this isn't exactly what I had in mind." Elle giggles nervously while staring down at my body beneath hers. I smile up at her, the tie we used to secure me to the bedpost digging into my skin When I asked Elle what she wanted to do first this was it. W

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-28
  • Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss    Broken

    Aaron Tears slip from my wife's face onto the blanket and God, I wish more than anything that I could lean over and erase the sadness I know has her in a chokehold. "Y—You Don think that I'm broken?" She chokes out, another sob wracking her. Broken? Never If anything, I wanted to kill the fucker

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-27
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