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2026-02-05 23:35:29
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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 Hospital News
AaronMy sister slips into the empty seat beside me and hands me a soda can she got from the vending machine at the front desk.My pinky finger twitches at my side but I make no move to procure the can from her fingertips.“Take it.” She urges and when I still don’t make an attempt she pins me with a look I’ve only ever seen her use on her kids.Even though I’m older than her, Ava has always been somewhat of a maternal figure to me. It's always just been both of us for so long, even when Marcus was around. Growing up, whenever I tried to picture our mother’s face, it was Ava’s I saw instead. She always found me at my lowest and was there to pull me back together again, even now.My fingers hover over the can for a moment before I let out a sigh and take it from her.She lets out a sigh of her own and shoves her hand back into the pocket of her coat and redirecting her attention to the sleeping child sprawled across Nikolai’s lap on the other side of the room.“It appears she’s taken
Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss Hospital Visits
Aaron.Elle passes out the second she notices me pointing a gun at her. Well not her, but the asshole straddling her who is now slumped against her body.Anger simmers in my blood as I slide my gun back into its holster and step inside the trashed living room over to my wife. Once I push the bastard's weight off her, I gather my wife’s passed-out body and hold her against my chest.“I’ve got you,” I whisper, moving my hand to cup the back of her head, pressing her face into my neck. “I’ve got you. You’re okay.”She’s okay. She’s okay. She’s here and she’s okay. God, if I were only a second la— I shake my head pushing the dark possibility out of my mind.She’s here. She’s here.Her eyes are closed, cheeks wet like she’s been crying but she’s still alive. My gaze drops to her wrist, where a bruise is now forming.Rage twists in my gut.The sick Bastard. He did this to her. He hurt her.“What the hell happened here?” Nikolai’s thick Russian accent cuts through the silence as he steps in
Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss The Man at the Door
Elle.I believe in taking my mind off the bad when things get worse.It’s a coping mechanism I developed somewhere between childhood and now, born out of simple necessity and the refusal to let dread swallow me whole.I don't always succeed at it but at least I try.It’s been over a week since Neil escaped, and a lot has changed.Aaron is on edge, well, more on edge than usual, which is saying something. He’s barely home, and when he is, he isn’t really here. It's like he's far away, tending to phone calls, following clues and even though I get why, it doesn't mean I like it.He stays out late almost every night, tracking down leads on Neil and Ivy, and each time he comes back empty-handed the silence between us gets a little heavier. It’s almost like they’ve disappeared off the face of the planet, which would be a comfort if I didn’t know any better.People like them don’t just disappear simply because you want them to. They wait. Which is a lot more worrisome.“Something on your min
Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss The Other Shoe
ElleLife is absolutely fantastic.No, really I mean it. My husband loves me and I love him. And even better? I told him how I felt and didn't throw up or run away or both.I am on fucking cloud 9 and nothing is going to bring me down. At least that’s what I thought.Until three days later, when I wake up to find my husband speaking rapidly into the phone, it takes me a while to realise he’s speaking English.He ends the call on a harsh “Find them.” Before tossing his phone back on the bed, he swore harshly in a language I don’t understand.“Since when did you know how to speak French?” And why has he never spoken it to me before?He spins around, wild eyes softening as he meets mine.“Baby,” the nickname which usually warms something me from the inside instead today makes my skin prick with worry because that’s the emotion I see on his face as he looks at me.“What’s wrong?” I say, adjusting on the bed so I can cross my legs underneath me.He says nothing, inhaling sharply, while ru
Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss Aaron’s Past
Aaron.*Five years ago*“He went this way,” one of my pursuers shouts, barking the order for the others to follow. Fortunately for me, they do.Fucking hell.My uncle says something over the earpiece but I can hardly make out the words through the immense throbbing at my side. I clamp my hand over the stab wound at my side, forcing myself to ignore the warm blood slipping between my fingers.Damnit. I’ve been stabbed before, but the memory of a blade piercing through my skin and tissues doesn’t live up to the reality of this. This pain slowly consumes me, like I’m close to the brink of death.I was fairly certain the blade had punctured something important, but since I wasn’t particularly good at biology, I couldn’t guess exactly what had been hit.Not only was being stabbed rare these days, but it also required me to be stupid enough to let someone get close enough to do the damage, which apparently I was. When I found out the Italians had intercepted our shipments I should’ve know
Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss The Past (2)
Elle (15, London)Today was my mother's wedding.She stood next to her new husband, her face beaming, her lips smiling, and her eyes sparkling in a way I don't think I've ever seen before.She slipped her arm under Richard's, pressing herself closer to his side despite the fullness of her dress. Li
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Aaron Breakfast goes on without any hitch. My sister and her husband feed the twins while happily chatting away with Elle about God knows what. I haven't listened to a word uttered from either of their mouths since I sat down simply because my mind, gaze and body, are all attuned to the one gor
Last Updated : 2026-03-20Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss Sweet Dreams
ElleI can't sleep.I glance over at the alarm clock sitting on the nightstand and an annoyed sound leaves my throat.3:30 amJesus fucking Christ.I've been up for two hours. Apparently, the rest I'd got the first day I arrived at Aaron's mansion was only meant for that one single day alone. Ever
Last Updated : 2026-03-19Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss Engagement Rings
ElleThe driver pulls into the parking lot, gliding the car to a stop in an empty spot near the entrance of the parking lot.Anticipation builds in my chest as I take a closer look at the building. It's huge and gleams under the late afternoon sun in a way that makes it look like it was cut from a
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