All Chapters of Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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Council Meeting.

Elle.The grand board room could serve as a direct copy of one of those over-the-top ballrooms you see in a historical drama, or a theatrical play, excluding the blood red walls, velvet flooring tempered with some type of gold colouring linking itself throughout the broad space of the room and the black rectangular table set up they have going on.Most times, I like to believe or rather pretend that I was anyone else when walking into a room full of men. Anywhere else. But unfortunately, this time I am unable to escape the vision of the twenty pairs of eyes currently staring in my direction, each carrying a look I can't decipher written across their face.My heart thumps loudly in my chest as we draw deeper into the room, so loud I'm sure Aaron can hear it. It doesn't make sense for me to be this nervous. I've been on bigger stages. I've danced half-naked for men and women for most of my adult life. I have made a career out of work most people consider to be too degrading and yet, so

Council Meeting (2)

Elle"What the hell is this?" The blonde lady next to Neil whose name I still haven't figured out, yells, her eyes flaring with alarm."That, as you can see, my dear Eleanor, are the records for the transactions of the Italian mafia." Aaron points out in that matter-of-fact tone that annoyed parents used with reckless teens. The blonde woman— Eleanor— gestures down at the file like it's some type of demon “That’s impossible,” she says. “Those records are sealed. They won't just hand over something so valuable to anyone so easily least of all an outsider."A few voices rise in agreement only to fade just as quickly.My attention shifts to Neil who is watching the exchange with a much straighter spine than before. Gone is the easy, devil-may-care attitude he carried when Aaron and I stepped into the hall. A look that can only be described as unadulterated rage flashes in his eyes as they scan through the content of the files."You'd be surprised how easy it is to get something from th

Safe Space

ElleAaron doesn't say much during the ride home. His eyes are firmly fixed outside and I'm unable to make sense of the emotion I see lurking in his eyes.You would think that after the problem with Neil was resolved, we'd have lots to talk about, and you would be wrong.Instead, I'm left wondering what the hell the Black Cellar is and why Aaron looked so caught off guard when Neil mentioned that the Council could have sent Aaron out of his father's seat but didn’t.I’ve never heard Aaron talk about his past before. Not really. Everything I know about that part of his life I learned from Ava, whereas he knows everything there is to know about me. Down to the guarded parts of myself I've kept hidden for most of my life.Which, if I'm being honest, isn't fair.What did he even do before all of this?From what I know, this life wasn't forced upon him, it was given to him.So why...I'm jolted out of my thoughts as the car pulls to a stop. Aaron steps out and unlocks the door for me befo

The Talk

Elle"My father didn't abandon us. My mother abandoned him."Oh. Wow. I did not see that coming."She fell in love with Marcus while she and my father were still married and ran away with him while she was pregnant with me. A few years later, she realised what a terrible mistake she made and came back, but it was too late. Everyone thought she was dead and that my father killed her. They were wrong. Turns out my mother still loved him, but she knew she couldn't stay, so she went back to Marcus."I blink, "That's...wow." I don't know what to say. No, actually yes I do. "When did you find out that you weren't really Marcus's son?""Pretty early. I was maybe nine when I stumbled upon some old photographs of my mum.""And Ava?""Six years ago."I feel a cold pit form in my stomach as I stare down at the empty glass, "That must've been tough."He nods slowly, "It was but Ava handled it pretty well.""I meant for you."There's a second where it seems like he hasn't fully registered my words

Suffering

Elle"Fuck baby. Faster." Aaron pants in my ear as he moves me up and down on his cock, roughly digging his fingers into my ass.I dive down and seize his lips in a kiss, licking the roof of his mouth before sucking on his tongue with a desperate, hungry fervour that mirrors the frantic pace he’s setting.How did we get here?Truth is, I have no idea, but I don't want him to stop.I never want this to end. I roll my hips, matching the pace he sets. He feels so good. His hand finds the back of my neck, and he rips our lips apart and attaches his mouth to the base of my throat. His teeth graze the sensitive skin there just hard enough to hurt and make me gasp. Blood rushes to my ears, blurring the lines between pain and pleasure until they’re indistinguishable."You're mine, Elle," he growls, lifting his lust-filled gaze to hold mine. I can only moan in response, especially when he finds my clit with his thumb and forefinger, rendering me weak and liquid. "Say it."I can't breathe.

Forgiveness

AaronThere are three things that go through my head as my wife straddles me. The first being; How the hell did I get so lucky?In the three days since I went away, I spent my time going through the last six months of Eleanor's account entries in case I'd missed something during my investigation and when nothing came up, I went through the last two years.I wish I could say I did so because I was scared I missed something crucial but that would be a lie.The truth is far more pathetic. I was avoiding my wife. "Angel," I groan, my eyes fluttering close when she kisses my jaw.The second thing I realise is that I might've underestimated just how mad she was. I was so startled to find her hand between her thighs that I never stopped to consider the true depth of her anger.That night, she begged me to open up to her but like a coward, I ran. I saw the look in her eyes as she listened to me and I just couldn't handle it the same way I can't handle the look she's giving me right now.

The Past (5)

ElleMy mother was the only person in my life who could ignite both awe and disdain each time I saw her.We were currently sitting at the same place we met the last three times, and one I'm assuming we'd continue to meet, so far I was in exile.Our waitress comes along. She's young, blonde and completely polite. She takes our order and smiles politely before leaving."I heard you ran away from your uncle's place, " she says once the waitress is beyond earshot, her voice dripping in annoyance.I knew this moment was coming, and yet I somehow managed to still feel unprepared. I mean, why else would she ask to see me when she hadn't even bothered to return any of my messages in months?"As a matter of fact, I did," I tell her, lifting my gaze to hers briefly, "And I'm moving out permanently."The waitress returns with our orders, completely unaware of the brewing tension my words seem to cause on my mother's face.She scoffs, "And where will you go?"I don't tell her that I've already be

Mid-night Intruder

ElleI'm falling in love with my husband. The realisation hits me as I lie in bed, staring at his features while he's peacefully asleep. I have no idea what the time is or how deep into the night we were, but it's dark both inside and outside, and yet somehow my heart still manages to light up at the mere sight of him.It's disgusting.I lift a hand to his face, lightly tracing my middle finger over the sharp lines of his cheekbones, the stubble on his jaw, tapping once, lightly on his Adam's apple before dropping my hand when his nose scrunches Earlier, I had every intention of making him suffer. I wanted to teach him a lesson, hurt him for hurting me, but then he had to go and say all those things to mess with my head, and suddenly nothing made sense anymore. I pull my hand back, tucking it under the pillow. A few hours ago, I was a storm ready to blow through all his defences but now... now I'm peacefully paying witness to the calm I unintentionally left behind.How did I get h

In Which He Is Emotionally Compromised.

Aaron"What do you mean you've already picked a new treasurer?"Elder Peter blinks at me before darting his gaze across every member of the intimate council currently seated at this table as if searching for help.Today makes it thirteen days since the hearing. The intimate council met some time during my absence and decided to appoint a new treasurer. Without informing me."W—Well, y—you see—" He stammers out, stopping mid-sentence.I arch a brow and he swallows. Much like the actual Council, the intimate council is responsible for the affairs of the Mob, except their jurisdiction revolved around internal affairs, which meant they were in charge of regulating and replacing members. According to the law, all potential appointments are to go through the systematic vetting process before being officially appointed by my signature.My signature, which these men so callously replaced with their seal.“I’m not going to ask you again, Elder Peter and if I do, I'm going to shoot you in the

In Which She Asks For Relationship Advice

ElleI find Ava in her art studio, fingers working a brush frantically over her canvas. She hardly notices my arrival, not until I clear my throat to announce it. She looks up, eyes widening when she sees me standing at the entrance."Elle?" I wave awkwardly, "Hi"She moves towards me, arms outstretched for a hug. "What a wonderful surprise." She stops mid-step, noticing her apron, unties the strings, tosses it aside, and finally embraces me."It's good to see you too Ava." She pulls away, eyes roaming, observing."You look different." She states fondly.I stiffen, "I do?"She nods, "Everything okay back home?" There's a slight tease to the question, one I'm not sure how to respond to. So I force on a tight smile and nod."You sure?""Mhmm.""So my brother isn't being an asshole?"I shake my head, "He's actually been really sweet lately", I blurt out, and I watch her stare at me like she's not sure if I mean it."Uh huh. So, what brings you here?""I actually wanted to ask you someth

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