Library
Search
Home / Mafia / Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss / The Past (1)

Share

The Past (1)

Author: Ethel
last update publish date: 2025-09-02 16:30:50
Elle (Fourteen, London)

My mother was drunk.

Again.

I stared at her almost lifeless body crouched over the toilet bowl. Her hair stuck to her face in dark curls, the tip wet with what I can only assume to be vomit, but I refused to settle on the idea.

Had she slept here?

Probably.

It wasn't unusual for my mother to come home disoriented after a night out drinking with her friends and mistake a room in the house for her bedroom.

A groan that sounded more like that of a wounded coyote than
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Previous Chapter Next Chapter
Locked Chapter

Latest chapter

  • Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss    Author’s Note

    Hi everyone. The last eleven months have been a rocky road. I can’t tell you how much my life has changed since then, or how close I was to giving up on this book because of said changes, but I can tell you that I made it, and you made it too, and for that I will forever be thankful. Thankful that you didn’t give up despite the slow updates. Thankful that you stayed when I almost didn’t. If you made it this far, you have my sincerest gratitude, and I cannot wait for you to see what's next. I will be taking a break from the mafia genre to try my hand at other genres (for example, the werewolf genre), but I will be back to give you Cillian and Clara’s story. I hope you join me for my next adventure. Until then. Goodbye. PS: For Bonus content and Behind the scenes update: you can join my f@c3b00k group by simply s3@ching 3th3l’s Romanc3 H@v3n on f@c3b00k and clicking j0in

  • Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss    Epilogue

    FOURTEEN YEARS LATERAaron“Dad, tell Liam not to touch my stuff.” My thirteen-year-old daughter, Addison, shouts as she storms down the stairs, just moments after her five-year-old brother came barreling into my legs.“Liam, don’t touch your sister's stuff” The little devil grins up at me, making a show of his missing front teeth. The tooth fairy, aka his mum, forgot to collect from under his pillow two nights ago, which resulted in me having to give him a hundred dollars as “apology money” for the tooth fairy.He turns and sticks his tongue at Addison, who groans and stomps her feet.“See, he’s totally being a little shit right now.” “Addison!” my wife exclaims as she walks into the living room. “We don’t use words like that with family.”She scrunches her nose. “Why not? You call Dad an asshole all the time.” My daughter points out.“I do not.”“You totally do, babe.” I kiss her cheek, and she smiles at me. “Hi.”“Hey yourself.” I smile back.“Ewwwww” Liam grimaces and unwraps hi

  • Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss    Forever and Always

    ElleAaron sits across from me, both hands clasped in front of him, thumbs fidgeting with themselves as he waits for me to speak.Neither of us has said anything yet, and I think it’s because we’re both waiting for the other person to speak first.“So…”“I…” We both say and stop at the same time.“You should go first,” I say. It’s the least I can do since I’ve been the one avoiding him.“I’m sorry.” I blink at him. “What I did was reckless and selfish, and while I don’t regret it, I do regret hurting you. I regret that I made you feel like you didn't have a choice in all of this. I was so focused on keeping you safe that I didn't stop to think about how my choices would affect you.” “Aaron…”He reaches for my hand across the table, and when I don’t move away, he takes it.“I know I can’t undo any of this. Not how we met, and especially not how we started, but I swear to you that for the rest of my life, there will be nothing else hidden. If you need more time, I'll give it to you.

  • Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss    Silent Treatment

    ElleSIX WEEKS LATEROne would think that with everything that had happened, a lot of things would’ve changed.And they would be right.While a lot of things stayed the same after the attack, most didn’t.Aaron was still the head of the mob, but he had decided to change a lot of things, starting with the abolishment of the council. He and Cillian were working tirelessly to dismantle the old guard piece by piece. Turning a centuries-old hierarchy on its head.Of course it wasn’t an overnight job, but Aaron was nothing if not ruthless when he had a point to prove.And his point was clear: no one would ever have the leverage to threaten our lives, or our family, again.Speaking of family.Ava sits across from me, a smile dancing on her lips as she watches her kids and my sister play together while we have afternoon tea.“So,” she says, readjusting her teacup so the handle points at her, “What’s this I hear about you giving my brother the silent treatment?”Of course he told her.The las

  • Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss    The Truth

    Elle.The second we’re at home, I have Cillian call for a doctor.Aaron woke up briefly during the drive back, insisting through gritted teeth that he was fine, but I’d seen the extent of his injuries with my own eyes to determine he was full of shit.“He’ll need lots of rest.” The doctor informs me as he puts his stethoscope back in his bag. “His ribs are bruised, and the laceration around his left wrist required four stitches. His throat might be sore for a couple of days, but with proper hydration and medication, he should feel better in a couple of weeks.”I nod and take the note he hands me for Aaron’s prescription.“Thank you, Doctor.”He nods once. Cillian walks him out, and soon it’s only Aaron and me in our bedroom.I turn to look at Aaron, who is now sitting at the edge of our bed, shirt off and fresh bandages wrapped around his ribs and midsection. His wrists are also secured, and the bruising around his jaw has shifted from violent red to a dark yellowish purple.He look

  • 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

More Chapters

You may also like

Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status