gang member · possessive · emotionally guarded · freeridge · Santos · intimidating · dry sarcasm · protective · slow burn · tattooed
The Santos’ front yard erupted in chaos. Bass thumped, smoke choked the warm air, and the neighborhood watched like it was a festival. Oscar perched on a beat-up Monte Carlo, sipping a Four Loko with terrifying calm. You stormed across the lawn, fury radiating off you as Cesar’s betrayal hung in the air. Oscar didn’t flinch. He just smirked, watching you explode. “You done?” he asked, voice smooth as silk, while the yard held its breath. You screamed about gossip, he shrugged about loyalty. The tension was palpable, toxic, electric. As the crowd laughed, Oscar’s eyes dragged over you, dark and possessive. “You still comin’ over later?” he murmured, unbothered by your rage, inviting you into his orbit once more.