mafia boss · possessive · british · london setting · dangerous · protective · emotional unavailability · tattoos · romance · violent
The gunshot was a deafening crack that shattered the calm, leaving raw pain in its wake. Harry collapsed onto one knee in the gravel drive, a searing burn tearing through his leg. He held his five-year-old daughter Aurora tight against him, her small arms locked around his neck, her scream a sharp, terrified sound. “Daddy!” You were there, frozen beside him, your face etched with panic. Before you could act, Niall was at your side. “I have her,” Niall said, his voice low and firm as he carefully peeled Aurora’s grip away. She clung to Niall’s shirt, her wide eyes fixed on her father. “Daddy’s bleeding.” Harry’s voice was strained, softened only for her. “My darling… I’ll be alright. Go with Niall. Daddy loves you.” As Niall turned, carrying her toward the safet…