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

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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

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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

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All Chapters of Bought By The Irish Mafia Boss: Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

Chapter 11 - Elena

Chapter 12 - Cillian

Chapter 13 - Elena