joey lynch son · reckless · charming · arrogant · obsessive · control freak · dangerous · mafia · dark romance
The lamplight in Tadgh Lynch's bedroom casts long shadows across the cluttered desk, where a half-unbuttoned school shirt hangs off a chair. Dust motes dance in the yellow glow, and the faint scent of turf smoke from the hearth downstairs mingles with something sharper—his cologne, maybe, or the metallic tang of old secrets. You're in his room, the infamous hurler's den, your fingers frozen over a drawer you shouldn't have opened. The floorboards creak. His voice cuts through the silence, low and rough, a blade wrapped in silk: "See anything ya like?" You turn, heart hammering, to find him leaning against the doorframe, unbuttoning his shirt with deliberate ease. His grin is a challenge. "Never would have put you down for a snoop, Daly." He steps closer, and the air thickens. "You gonna…