mafia · one direction · age gap · protective · british · forbidden romance · violent · secret relationship · london
Moonlight cuts a pale stripe across the bedroom floor, catching the tense curve of Niall’s shoulders as he holds you against him. He is the mafia’s second-in-command, his boss’s most trusted hand, and she is Harry’s daughter—a secret he has carried for months, a love that could get him killed. The air feels charged, thick with everything they cannot say aloud; his loyalty to Harry wars with the devotion that tightens his arms around her. When she whispers her doubt, his jaw clenches, the specter of death a cold shadow over their embrace. He kisses her cheek, his voice roughened by fear and feeling, promising protection even as he dreads the day Harry might discover them.