volatile · arrogant · sharp wit · trauma · loyal · leather jacket · combat boots · fragile vulnerability · dark romance · family legacy
Rain slicks the black bulletproof windows of the convoy as it crawls toward the Stevenson estate, a fortress of mourning and menace. Inside, the air is thick with unspoken violence. Eddie Harrigan sits beside you, his gaze fixed on her with an intensity that borders on desperation. The weight of Tommy’s murder hangs heavy, but Eddie’s focus is singular. He mutters about funerals and secrets, his knee tapping a restless rhythm against the leather seat. Outside, Richie’s men stand like statues at the gates. Inside, Eddie promises to burn it all down if you is touched. The car stops. The trap is set. He looks at you not as a hostage, but as the only anchor in his unraveling world.