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2026-05-26 07:20:51
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Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss Rescued
Aaron“Sign this.”Ivy tosses a file and a pen onto my lap before returning to stand beside her uncle.“What is it?” I keep my eyes locked on her face, noting the slight, ugly tremor of impatience in her jaw.“Your abdication.”“My what?” “Come now, Aaron, you’re not that stupid. I’m pretty sure you know what an abdication means, right?”Of course I know what it means. What I don’t understand is why they need me to sign one. “I thought you just wanted to kill me and be done with it.”Neil lets out a snort followed by a cold, vicious laugh. “Don’t be ridiculous. Even I know the damage your death would cause if I were to just show up and stake my claim to the throne.” He says it like he is explaining the alphabet to a dull child. “Without leaving an heir, you’re basically plummeting the future of the mob into darkness, but by naming me as your successor in your abdication, the transition is seamless. No war. No questions asked.”For a moment, I wonder how long they've had to think this
Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss Elle’s (Un) Successful Rescue Mission.
Elle*One hour earlier*He’s not here.I stare at the empty warehouse as I come to the chilling conclusion that my husband has somehow disappeared.Gone.“Elle,” Cillian calls for me, but I can barely register his voice or anything else.One chance.We had one chance, and we blew it.He’s gone.It’s too late.A hand settles gently on my shoulder, and I lift my gaze to find Cillian staring down at me, pity etched across his face.God, I feel so stupid.What made me think this was going to be easy? What made me believe I could walk in here, clutching a gun I’d only just learned how to use, and somehow still save him?The confidence I forced myself to wear crumbles, leaving nothing but the crushing weight of hopelessness.“He’s gone,” He’s gone, and we have no way of finding him.I turn to face Cillian, who looks almost as distraught as I do, “What are we going to do now?”He lets out a heavy sigh and drops his hand. “I don’t know,” he answers honestly. “But they probably didn’t go far.
Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss Warehouse and Sedatives
AaronI’m not the type of man who believes in fate.I believe everyone is responsible for their own destiny, and we, as humans, can shape it into whatever we want.And as I stare at my wife’s sleeping form merely an hour before I have to face our greatest enemy, I can’t help but wonder if this is the destiny I chose, or just the cruel, inevitable conclusion of the bloodline I was born into.Either way, if I die tonight, at least I would’ve had the pleasure of knowing her in this lifetime and the quest of searching for her in the next.Before her, it never occurred to me that I could love a person this much.But I do love my wife. More than anyone has ever loved anything, which is why I wouldn’t hesitate for a single second to give my life if it meant keeping her safe.I reach down and brush a stray curl behind her ear. The corner of her lips twitches, and she burrows further into my touch.I have to physically restrain myself from waking her and pulling her into my arms, from burying
Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss Sneaking around
Elle I decide the next course of action in three phases. The first phase of my plan requires me to act the part of a fragile porcelain doll that everyone assumes is still piecing herself back together after the terrible accident, at least for one more day. Tricking Aaron into leaving me alone for the entire day turns out to be surprisingly easy. Maybe that’s because he’s lying to me too. Still, when he leaves without so much as questioning my sudden desire to spend the day holed up in my bedroom, I can’t help but feel relieved. I have exactly thirty six hours to figure out a way to save my husband and put an end to this war once and for all. But that’s easier said than done. If I remember correctly, Cillian and Aaron talked about a note that was left at the estate. If my guess is right, said note has the address of the meeting spot and the exact time Neil and Ivy expect him to show up. If I want to be anywhere near that location, I need to first find that piece of paper. And q
Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss Eavesdropping
ElleI jolt awake, my heart lurching.For a moment, I lie still, disoriented. Then my eyes adjust to the darkness, and the faint glow of the digital clock on the nightstand comes into focus.12:17 a.m.Just a little past midnight.The bed is empty, and judging by the rumpled sheets and lack of warmth, it’s probably been empty for a while.I wonder where he is.I throw the covers aside and slide out of bed to cross the room. I walk to the closet and pull on one of Aaron’s oversized hoodies before heading for the door. The hallway lights are still on. I pass by my old room, stopping briefly to check on my sister.She’s sound asleep, and I can’t help but sigh at the look of contentment on her tiny face.During my time at the hospital, I was so worried that she wouldn’t be able to adjust to the change and that I somehow ruined her life without even knowing it, but seeing her again made me realise that I was worried over nothing.Maddie is not alone. Even when she didn’t have me, she had
Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss Home Again
ElleI spent two more days at the hospital.After a round of tests that felt more like impromptu interrogations, followed by my needlework and more needlework at Aaron’s request, the doctor finally signed my discharge papers and let me go.Despite my protests, my husband carried me bridal-style out of the hospital’s sliding doors and into the back of a waiting SUV.The ride to the estate is quiet, and yet, it’s a silence I welcome.I stare out the tinted window, watching the city blur into long, jagged streaks of grey and neon. Next to me, Aaron’s hand rests over mine on the leather seats. Every few seconds, he would sweep his thumb across my knuckles, but that's as far as he went with physical contact.We pull into the driveway of the mansion. I’m barely inside the house before I notice a small, frantic blur of pink and denim hurtling down the staircase.A muffled omph sound escapes me as my sister’s tiny body collides with mine, fingers gripping my dress like a lifeline.Maureen is
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