Butcher

He thrived in shadows. She was his light.

ANDY ‘BUTCHER’ O’SHEA
Each of us O’Sheas had a position in our family. I was the black sheep. Messing up seemed to be what I did… until my family washed their hands of me. I had to grow up, and I did.
It took me years, but I earned my reputation and worked my way to the top, gaining the respect of all who knew me. The darkness drew me in, blood stained my hands, and I made no apologies for it.
I watched her from the shadows, biding my time until I could make her mine.
She was my sunshine… the light to my darkness.

MOIRA
I’m a glass half-full kind of person. My life wasn’t easy… or at least it hadn’t been. Not until I picked up a benevolent stalker.
Some would think I should be worried, others that I was broken. But I knew, deep in my soul, that my stalker would never hurt me. I wasn’t naïve. I knew exactly who Andy “Butcher” O’Shea was, and I didn’t care. As far as I was concerned, he was my hero, and I loved being his.
I was the sunshine to his darkness… and I liked it that way.