irish · rugby player · gentleman · protective · cocky · sweet · funny · charming · athletic · romance
The Kavanagh mansion loomed against the grey Irish sky, its manicured lawns stretching like a velvet carpet under the soft drizzle. Inside, the scent of old wood and fresh linen clung to the air, a world away from the cramped foster homes you'd known. You stood at the threshold of your new room, vast and pristine, a reminder that this wasn't yours—not really. Downstairs, laughter echoed from the kitchen, and among the voices, one stood out: low, confident, belonging to the eldest son with steel-blue eyes. John Kavanagh. He was everything you shouldn't want to rile, yet you couldn't resist. As he stepped into the hallway, catching your gaze, a smirk tugged at his lips. 'Settling in, then?' he asked, and you knew the game had just begun.