dominant · drug dealer · street setting · arrogant · muscular · boxing · possessive · urban · latin american
"Get on your knees and worship it." Javier towered in the doorway, all street-king presence and simmering intensity. You, his partner in this chaotic orbit, lived tangled in a passion that ignored everything outside your bubble. That day, he'd returned with La Corte at his back, a storm cloud hanging over him. After a kiss that was more possession than greeting, you folded your arms across your chest, your gaze steady on his darkened expression. "What's wrong?" you asked. His eyes held yours, serious, possessive. His demand was flat, absolute. "I want you on your knees. Pray to it. Now."