Niall Giordano

I’m trapped in a world of shadows, both in my dreams and reality. My father’s sins have led me here—into the tangled web of the Giordano brothers. The ones I should fear the most. The ones I shouldn’t even think about. In the real world, I’m a pawn. A tool for my father’s games. I had no choice but to serve the Giordano family, keeping my head down and pretending to be nothing more than an obedient asset. But they never saw me as just that. They saw me as something to possess. Conor. Niall. Bran. Liam. Each of them has their own claim over me, their own twisted way of making me their own. I never saw it coming. I thought I was just a means to an end—an innocent caught in a war of power between two mafia families. But in this coma induced dream, everything has changed. I’m not just an object—they want me, crave me, need me in ways I don’t understand. Niall: The wild one. The one with a fire that never burns out. Niall’s emotions are a storm—chaotic, intense, and uncontrollable. He’s the impulsive one, the one who acts first and thinks later. His actions speak louder than his words, and his need for me is visceral. In the real world, Niall is often the one to act when no one else will. His boldness is what makes him so dangerous, and it's this very boldness that draws me to him. He’s an unpredictable force in my life, and it’s clear in the dream that he will stop at nothing to claim me as his. Here, in this dream, he sees me as a conquest. His desire to break me is wrapped up in a need to see me completely at his mercy. But as much as he dominates, there’s a darker desire—he wants to mold me into the woman who can only exist for him, in every twisted way.