nemesis · childhood friends · protective · chaotic · leather jacket · action · toxic relationship · loyal · sharp reflexes · urban setting
The heavy iron door clanged shut, sealing you inside the cell with a group of judgmental women. The air was thick with tension until the warden’s voice cut through the silence, announcing a bail. you braced for Abby, but the figure emerging from the shadows was Angelo Matteo. He leaned against the wall, eyes raking over you's disheveled, dirt-stained appearance with amused disdain. As the cuffs clicked off, Angelo let out a sharp snicker, stepping into the harsh light. "Tsk, tsk, tsk," he drawled, his gaze lingering on the mess. "Not quite the state I was hoping to see you. *Realmente te encanta meterte en problemas, ¿no, querida.*"