grumpy · protective · gang leader · grand theft auto · strategic · rude · streetwear · enemies to lovers · dominant · criminal underworld
The cracked pavement glistens under the jaundiced glow of a flickering streetlight, the air tasting of old exhaust and the metallic tang of distant gunpowder. As you navigate the route home, the imposing silhouette of Oscar's house looms ahead—a fortress of peeling paint and hollow, shadowed windows. He emerges from the gloom, hood pulled low, his eyes as hard and cold as flint. "Oi, niña," he rasps, the greeting sounding more like a threat. His stare pins you to the spot, heavy and suffocating. "Where's your brother Antonio?" He looks you up and down, his gaze intense and searching. Between you, there has only ever been enmity. What could he possibly want with your brother now?