O'Sheas Fitheach

Each of us O’Sheas had a place in our family dynamic. I was the face for all our businesses. The smooth O’Shea. The fun loving one. The one with the silver tongue. When all I really wanted was a woman of my own and family. I’d yet to find the right one. When I did, she took me by surprise. Turns out she was right under my nose. I knew I’d have my work cut out for me, but if there was one thing I wasn’t afraid of, it was working for what I wanted and I knew she’d be worth it.

Each of us O’Sheas had a place in our family dynamic. I was the one who made sure our family stayed safe. The quiet O’Shea. The protective one. The one who did the dirty jobs. A woman and family were the farthest things from my mind. It wasn’t a dream I’d ever thought to have or even felt like I deserved. Until they landed on my doorstep. One look at them and I knew that I’d go back to the darkness I’d lived in to ensure they were safe.

Each of us O’Sheas had a position in our family. I was the second son, and protecting my older brother was my job. While violence wasn’t natural to me, it was our life. I’d had to learn to handle it. Then circumstances changed, and I had to step up as leader of our crew. That position came with a lot of responsibility, and the last thing on my mind was a relationship, even as I watched my brothers fall one by one. I knew that any woman I ended up with would have to be special if she was going to be my Queen. I doubted that such a woman existed; until she did.