All Chapters of Bought By The Irish Mafia Boss: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter 11 - Elena

ElenaI stare at the dress for a long time before I touch it.It’s laid out on the bed like it belongs there. Like I belong there. Black, sleek, expensive in a way I can’t even begin to understand, the fabric catches the light in soft waves that make it look almost liquid. There’s a pair of heels beside it, delicate and sharp, and a smaller box that I already know holds more diamonds. More weight. More reminders of what I am in this place.My fingers curl slightly at my sides. I don’t move. Because putting that dress on means something. It means I’m playing along. It means I’m stepping into whatever twisted version of reality he’s decided for me.Maya. Sophia. The thought hits hard enough that my chest tightens.I close my eyes for a second, pressing my lips together, trying to push down the anger, the panic, the humiliation that keeps rising every time I think about that file. About Adrian. About my name attached to something I didn’t do. About the fact that Cillian wasn’t lying.Tha

Chapter 12 - Cillian

CillianI shouldn’t have let it go that far. That’s the first thought that hits me, the second the photographer leaves, and the door shuts behind him, cutting off the outside world and leaving only silence in its wake. Silence, and her.Elena stands a few feet away, turned slightly from me like she’s trying to put distance between us without making it obvious. Like she’s still playing the part even now, even when there’s no one left to watch. Except me. Always me.She felt it. I know she did. The way her body reacted when I pulled her closer. The way her breath shifted when I leaned in, when my hand tightened on her waist, when I spoke against her ear. She can pretend all she wants, can throw that fire at me like it’ll burn me back, but I felt it. I felt the moment it changed. The second, her body stopped fighting and started responding.Christ. That’s the problem. I should be satisfied. The photos are done. The story is set. The narrative will spread exactly how I want it to: untouch

Chapter 13 - Elena

ElenaI shouldn’t be thinking about him.That’s the first thing that runs through my head as I sit on the edge of the bed, staring at nothing, my fingers twisting into the thin fabric of my pajama shorts. The room is quiet again, too quiet, the kind of silence that leaves too much space for thoughts I don’t want to have. Thoughts about his hands, his voice, the way he looked at me like he already knew exactly what I was going to do before I did it.The kiss. My stomach tightens. I press my lips together, like I can erase it, like I can push the memory out of my head if I just refuse to acknowledge it. But it doesn’t go away. It lingers. The pressure of his mouth, the way my body reacted before my brain could catch up, the heat that spread through me like something I didn’t recognize.Or didn’t want to.“Fuck,” I whisper, dragging a hand down my face.I shouldn’t want more. That’s the truth of it. I shouldn’t be sitting here thinking about the way his hand felt on my neck, the way his

Chapter 14 - Elena

ElenaMy hands are shaking. I try to steady them before I pick up the phone, but it’s useless. The weight of it sits heavy in my palm, heavier than it should be, like it knows exactly what it means. This isn’t freedom. It’s not even close. It’s just another way he controls me, another thread tied around my throat that I can’t see but can definitely feel tightening.I don’t look at him. I refuse to. Because I can already feel him watching me.“Go on,” Cillian says.His voice is calm, too calm.I swallow, my throat dry, and scroll to Maya’s name first. My chest tightens as I hover over it, my thumb hesitating just above the screen. I haven’t spoken to them in days. They’re going to be worried. They’re probably already looking for me, calling me. Maybe even calling the police, as I said.Good. They should be. “Stop thinking,” he says quietly.My jaw tightens. I press call. It rings once. Twice. Then…“Elena?!” Maya’s voice bursts through the speaker, sharp, panicked, immediate. “Where th

Chapter 15 - Cillian

CillianShe chose. That’s the difference now. I see it the second I look at her. She’s still standing there, phone in her hand, shoulders tight, breathing uneven, but there’s no hesitation left in her. No wavering. No question about what she’s going to do. She already made the decision. She won’t risk them.Good. That’s what I needed. But it doesn’t settle anything in me. If anything, it makes it worse.Because now she’s not fighting me the same way. She’s fighting herself. And I can see it.“You’re done thinking,” I say, my voice calm again, controlled, like the shift in the room doesn’t exist.Her eyes lift to mine immediately. There’s still fire there. Still defiance. But something underneath it has changed.“I told you,” she says, her voice quieter now but no less sharp, “I won’t risk them.”I know. That’s not what I’m testing anymore. I step closer. She doesn’t move. Not back. Not forward. She just stands there. And that… That’s what gets under my skin.Because now it’s not about

Chapter 16 - Cillian

CillianI should stop. That thought is there. Clear. Sharp. Unavoidable. And I ignore it completely.My hand is still wrapped around her neck when she tries to pull away, her breath uneven, her lips still parted from the last kiss, her eyes flashing like she’s trying to gather herself back together before she loses whatever control she has left.Too late. I tighten my grip. Not enough to hurt. Enough to hold her. Enough to remind her.“Not done,” I murmur.She exhales sharply, her hands pressing against my chest, pushing, but it’s weaker now. Slower. Like her body isn’t fully on her side anymore.“Cillian…”I pull her back in and kiss her again. This time, there’s no control in it. No careful restraint. It’s fire.Her body reacts instantly, the resistance breaking in the space of a breath as the tension between us finally snaps into something heavier, something hotter, something that’s been building since the moment I brought her here. Her hands don’t push this time. They grip. Fist

Chapter 17 - Elena

ElenaI don’t remember walking. I don’t remember leaving the dining room. All I remember is him. His hands. His mouth. The way everything inside me stopped making sense the second he pulled me against him like I belonged there.The world blurs around us as he carries me. My arms are still wrapped around his neck, my fingers tangled in his hair, my body pressed tight against his as my breath refuses to steady. Every step he takes sends a new wave through me, a reminder of how close we are, how little space exists between us now.I should stop this. I know I should. I should push him away, remind myself where I am, who he is, what this is, but I don’t. Because my body isn’t listening anymore.The door to my room opens, then shuts just as quickly, and the next thing I know, my back hits the mattress. The softness of the bed contrasts too sharply with everything else, with the heat still running through me, with the way I’m still trying to catch my breath as I look up at him. He stands ov

Chapter 18 - Cillian

CillianI don’t sleep. Not properly. Not after that. She’s beside me. Too close. Too warm. Too fucking real.The sheets are tangled around us, her body half-turned toward mine like she ended up there without thinking, like even in sleep she doesn’t fully pull away. Her breathing is slower now, softer, but not steady enough to fool me. She’s not fully asleep. Neither am I.And that’s the problem. Because I can’t stop looking at her. My arm is already around her waist. I don’t remember putting it there. I don’t remember deciding it.But it’s there. Holding her in place. Keeping her close. Christ. This wasn’t supposed to happen like this. It was supposed to be controlled. Strategic. A means to an end. Not this. Not her lying next to me like she belongs here. Not the way my hand tightens slightly against her without me telling it to. Not the way I’m already thinking about touching her again.“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath.Because I know exactly what this is. Loss of control. And I don’

Chapter 19 - Elena

ElenaI should pull away. That’s the first thought that comes to me when I wake up. It’s immediate. Sharp. Instinct. And I don’t do it. Because I can’t. Because I’m already pressed against him.My body is curved into his like it found that position on its own, like sometime during the night I stopped fighting it and just… stayed. His arm is wrapped around my waist, heavy, possessive, holding me in place, like I might disappear if he lets go.I should hate that. I should push him off me. I should move, but I don’t. Because it feels safe. The realization hits me like a punch to the chest. Safe.What the hell is wrong with me? My breath shifts slightly, and his grip tightens immediately, like he feels it, like he was already half-aware, like he’s paying attention to every small change in me.“Don’t,” he mutters, his voice rough and low.I freeze. “I wasn’t…”His arm tightens again, pulling me closer, my back pressing fully into his chest now, my body reacting instantly to the contact, to

Chapter 20 - Cillian

CillianI don’t sleep. Not properly. Not after a night like that. Not after an entire night of mind-blowing sex. But she does.She’s still asleep when I open my eyes, her body tangled in the sheets, hair spread across the pillow, lips slightly parted like she’s still caught somewhere between dreams and whatever the hell last night turned into.I shouldn’t look, but I do. For longer than I should. There’s something about her like this, quiet, still, unguarded, that doesn’t sit right with me. Not because I don’t like it. Because I do. Too fucking much. She looks… soft. And that’s dangerous. Because nothing about this is soft. Nothing about me is.“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath, dragging a hand down my face before pushing myself out of bed.I don’t wake her. I should. I should pull her back into this, remind her exactly what this is, what we are, what she agreed to without saying it out loud. Instead, I leave. Barefoot. Still half-wrapped in the night that hasn’t quite left my skin.Th

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