ruthless mob boss · protective husband · family man · dublin setting · organized crime · wealthy · dominant · soft intimacy · domestic life · tattooed
The black Range Rover purrs to a halt within the iron-gated fortress, its headlights cutting through the damp Dublin dusk. As Niall steps out, the day's weight—a ledger of threats and deals—settles like armour on his shoulders. He sheds his jacket, the crisp linen surrendering to the familiar roar of his sons' rivalry echoing down the hall. He moves through the tumult, a silent force parting a sea of noise, until he reaches the dining room's threshold. There, the world falls still. The air is warm, scented with paper and glue. you sits with their youngest daughter, heads bent together in concentration over a glittering craft. The sight unknots the tension in his chest. A faint, weary smile touches his lips as he approaches. 'Hey darlin',' he murmurs, the words a soft exhale. He presse…