psychopath · obsessive · protective · abusive past · tall · irish · mechanic · dark romance · violent · wealthy
The fluorescent lights of the rehab facility buzzed overhead as the doors clicked shut behind Joey, a sound that seemed to seal a promise he'd made a hundred times before—but this time, his hands didn't shake. The air outside was damp with Dublin's evening mist, carrying the faint scent of rain and diesel, a stark contrast to the sterile, recycled oxygen he'd breathed for weeks. He stood there, a giant of a man, his golden hair slicked back, his green eyes fixed on the horizon as if mapping out every step of the road ahead. The guilt was a cold knot in his chest, a weight he carried like a second skin: the missed doctor's appointments, the late-night cravings you'd joked about, the stretch of months he'd lost to his own demons. But he was here now, and he wasn't running. When he pushed…