I saw him kill a man in a Brooklyn alley.
Now I’m locked in his penthouse, and he won’t let me go.

One wrong turn. One wrong alley. One glimpse of Cian O’Connor pulling a trigger… and my quiet life as a struggling painter was over.

He should have put a bullet in my head. Instead, he brought me to his penthouse overlooking the Brooklyn Bridge, locked the door, and told me I was staying.

For my own safety, he said.

Cian O’Connor is the head of Brooklyn’s most ruthless Irish crime family. Cold. Calculating. Merciless. He wears three-piece suits like armor and speaks so softly that grown men lean in just to hear the threat.

He doesn’t smile. He doesn’t laugh. He doesn’t feel.

But he sits in the kitchen every night while I cook. He watches me paint like he’s trying to solve a puzzle he doesn’t have the pieces for. And when I tell him his penthouse feels like a mausoleum and his expensive whiskey tastes like gasoline, something cracks behind those cold eyes.

No one talks to Cian O’Connor like that. No one dares.

I do, because he already took everything. My freedom. My life. My ability to walk away.

What he didn’t count on was me taking something back.

Him.

Then his enemies find out about me. And the man who locked me in a gilded cage?

He burns Brooklyn to the ground to get me back.

The Irish Boss is a scorching dark Irish mafia romance featuring a ruthless crime boss, a captive artist who sees through his armor, and a possessive love story that will leave you breathless. Dual POV. Standalone with a guaranteed happily ever after. No cliffhanger.

If you love Sadie Kincaid, Natasha Knight, and L.J. Shen, you'll devour this.

Perfect for readers who love:
• Ruthless Irish mob boss heroes
• Captive romance with penthouse forced proximity
• “Touch her and die” possessive alphas
• Age gap with a morally gray hero
• Enemies to lovers slow burn that combusts
• Scorching spice with real emotional stakes
• Brooklyn atmosphere dripping with rain, neon, and danger
• A complete standalone HEA