Todos los capítulos de Bought By The Irish Mafia Boss: Capítulo 151 - Capítulo 160

DeclanThe drive back to my penthouse is quieter than usual. Maya sits beside me in the passenger seat, one hand resting in mine across the center console. Every few minutes, my thumb brushes over her knuckles just to remind myself she’s here.Safe. The photograph is still burned into my mind. The message on the back. The way her voice trembled over the phone. I tighten my grip without realizing it. She notices. She always notices. “You’re doing it again.”I glance at her. “Doing what?”“Thinking.” She tells me as if it’s not normal for someone to think…“I do that occasionally.”A small smile touches her lips. “No.” She turns in her seat to face me. “You’re blaming yourself.”I don’t answer. Because she’s right. The silence says enough. By the time we reach the penthouse, night has settled over Manhattan. The city glows beneath us as we step out of the lift. The moment the apartment door closes behind us, the quiet wraps around us. N

Declan This is a terrible idea. I’ve thought it at least fifty times since leaving the penthouse. Maya sits beside me in the SUV, looking out of the window while Liam drives through the city. She looks calm. I know better. She’s nervous. I can tell by the way she twists the ring on her finger every few seconds. She catches me watching her. “What?” “Nothing,” I say. She narrows her eyes. “You’re thinking.” “I’m always thinking.” I let out. “That’s what worries me.” She finally says, and a laugh escapes me before I can stop it. Ronan, sitting opposite us, grins. “Christ, she’s got you figured out already.” He says as he keeps laughing. “I’d appreciate silence,” I say as I look at him. “You’ll appreciate it even more after Liam throws her on her arse.” Maya turns to Liam. “He’s joking.” Liam keeps his eyes on the road. “No.” My jaw tightens. “She’s not getting thrown anywhere.” I let out, and Ronan starts laughing. Liam sighs. “This is exactly why I didn’t wan

Maya “I hate how confident you are.” Declan laughs as he closes the passenger door behind me. “It’s because I’m usually right.” “You are absolutely not.” I let out. “Aye.” He walks around the front of the Ferrari before sliding into the driver’s seat. “You’ll learn.” “I don’t think so.” He starts the engine, the deep growl vibrating through the car. “I’m looking forward to proving ye wrong.” I fasten my seatbelt, unable to stop smiling. “You know you’re impossible.” “I’ve been told.” He tells me. “By who?” He glances at me. “You.” “Frequently.” I let out. “I’ve noticed.” The Ferrari pulls smoothly into traffic, weaving through Manhattan with an ease that only comes from years behind the wheel. Unlike the night I first saw him race, there is no reckless speed. No dangerous overtaking. No pushing the limits. He’s calm. Controlled. One hand rests loosely on the steering wheel while the other finds my knee almost instinctively. His thumb strokes absent-minded circles thro

DeclanShe chooses an old Nissan. Of course she does. I offer her the Ferrari. She laughs in my face. "Too easy.""It's faster.” I tell her."Exactly."She runs her hand over the Nissan's roof. "I want this."I stare at the car. Then her. "You're insane.""You like me.” She teases. "Unfortunately."She grins. "See you at the finish line."The cars line up. For the first time tonight, the amusement disappears. My hands tighten around the steering wheel. Maya is beside me. I can see her through the window. She looks over. Smiles. Then blows me a kiss.Jesus Christ. The signal drops. We launch. Everything disappears. Noise. Crowd. Thought. There's only road. The Ferrari pulls ahead immediately. For five seconds. Then I see her.Maya takes the first corner tighter than I expect. She's aggressive without being reckless. Controlled. Smart. She knows exa

DeclanMy phone rings at six seventeen in the morning. Nobody calls me at six seventeen with good news. I know that before I even open my eyes. Maya makes a quiet sound beside me as I reach across the bedside table.“Liam." I say."Come in.” Two words. That's all he says. I'm awake instantly. "What happened?” I ask. "We found him."I sit up. Maya shifts beneath the covers."The photographer?” I ask. “Aye." He replies. “Where?" I ask."Cillian's office.” He tells me and I know what I have to do. "I'm coming.” I end the call."Declan?"I look down. Maya is watching me through sleepy eyes, dark hair spread ac