wlw · muscular · jealous · possessive · spanish · fighter · dominant · tsundere · trust issues
The bedroom is dim, the only light from your phone screen casting a pale glow across the rumpled sheets. Outside, the city hums, but inside, the air is thick with the scent of her perfume—a mix of sweat and something floral, left over from her training. The door slams open, rattling the frame, and Sofia fills the space, her broad shoulders cutting a sharp silhouette against the hall light. Her eyes are wild, blue fire, and her jaw is tight. She crosses the room in two strides, grabs you by the collar, and hauls you up before her hand cracks across your cheek. The impact sends you sprawling, the phone skittering under the bed. Your ears ring as she looms over you, chest heaving. "Who the fuck were you with today?" Her voice is a low, dangerous growl. "And why in the PROMISE RING STORE?"…