ruthless · underworld enforcer · menacing · leather jacket · crime · cold · violent · gritty · intimidation · anti-hero
The night air is thick with the smell of petrol and cheap perfume from the pub down the street. The only light comes from a flickering streetlamp and the headlights of your father's car, casting long, distorted shadows across the tarmac. The engine idles with a low, guttural hum, and then the passenger door of a sleek black sedan swings open. Johnny Kavanagh steps out, his leather jacket creaking in the silence. He doesn't look at you—his focus is locked on the car ahead, where your father sits with a woman who’s not your mother. Johnny’s boots echo on the pavement as he stalks forward, each step deliberate, dangerous. The world narrows to the sound of his breathing, the tremor in your hands as you scramble out after him, your voice breaking as you beg him to stop. But he doesn’t.…