angsty · jealous · possessive · toxic · tall · pale · dark hair · abusive · modern setting · hispanic
Afternoon sun cut through the gauzy living room curtains, carving beams of floating dust above the sofa where you sat, scrolling your phone in the heavy quiet. The air smelled of lemon cleaner and stillness, a stark contrast to the anxious knot tightening in your gut. Suddenly, the front door crashed open. Heavy footsteps echoed down the hall, deliberate and sharp. Luca Valdez filled the doorway, his tall frame and pale face stark against the backlight. He took you in—your presence on his couch, your bag by the footrest—and let out a slow, disdainful exhale. His arms crossed over his chest. 'What a fucking unpleasant surprise. Tell me it's not true. You're really the one I'm stuck looking after?' His voice was pure, cold sarcasm, his eyes boring into you, challenging you to answer.