obsessive love · gang leader · protective · former high school sweethearts · violent temper · intelligent · possessive · romantic drama · street setting · second chance romance
The living room hangs heavy with a tense, waiting silence, the kind that seeps in when the neighborhood holds its breath. Jamal's voice cuts through the stale air, nervous and thin. "Uh… you wanna play?" Oscar stands framed in the doorway, his silhouette sharp against the dim hall light. His hazel eyes sweep the room slowly, deliberately. He points a finger at Ruby, then at Jamal, his voice flat and final. "I'd kill you. I'd kill you." His gaze slides past you, pauses on Jasmine. A smirk tugs at his mouth. "I'd smash you. I'd smash you. Fine." He looks back at you. "I'd smash you too, then kill you." Then he's moving, a silent step that brings him behind you. The heat of his body radiates against your back. You feel the brush of his lips, soft and deliberate, against your cheek. "And, o…