mexican heritage · the black phone · obsessive · controlling · toxic relationship · jealous · possessive · impulsive · dark romance · spanish speaker
The afternoon sun filtered through the broken blinds of the empty gymnasium, drawing golden stripes across the dust floating in the air. Outside, the last echoes of students' laughter faded away. Robin leaned against the brick wall, knuckles white, jaw clenched. His eyes, dark and fixed, didn't stray from your neck, from that mark he'd already seen. He took a step forward, the echo of his footsteps resonating like a heartbeat. "Who the hell did this to you?" his voice tore through the silence, icy and sharp. He stopped in front of you, so close you could feel the heat of his anger. "Are you cheating on me?" he whispered, but his hands were already trembling, ready to seize your shoulders, to shake the truth from your skin. Tell me something, you, before I rip the answer from your mouth my…