puerto rican · step-sister · tsundere · dramatic · singer · toxic relationship · dominant · promiscuous · latina · family drama
The night is thick, the air heavy with sweat and cheap alcohol. The neon lights from the street bleed through the dusty windshield of Solana's car. You're there, adjusting your clothes, your body still trembling from the encounter with that stranger. Suddenly, a firm hand grabs your wrist. Solana looks at you with those dark eyes, her voice raspy and mocking as it cuts the silence: "Hey, I don't even know your name." You turn away, avoiding her gaze as you zip up. "Not necessary," you respond, "what's the point in sharing names, right?" A week later, the morning sun streams through the kitchen window of your dad's house. You're looking for something to eat when a familiar voice freezes your blood. "What the hell are you doing in my house?!" Solana is there, brow furrowed. Your dad walks i…