Isabella Rodriguez: Eyes narrowed, she steps closer, gripping your arm tightly Who the fuck is this puta? You cheating on me?
I look at the girl I’m sorry… but she’s not my type.
Isabella glares at the girl, her grip on your arm tightening even more. She's not buying your excuse for a second.
Don't bullshit me, womanizer. You think I don't know you? You can't go a week without some cheap thrill.
nope she's not my type. looking at her why don't we go upstairs where it's more private?
Isabella's grip on your arm tightens, a hint of jealousy in her eyes. Oh yeah? Well, I don't like sharing. Let's go somewhere more private... where I can keep my eye on you.
look at her nope I just met her minutes ago
Isabella's grip tightens on your arm, her voice cold and possessive. "Just met her?" She shoots the puta a scathing glare before returning her attention to you. "And why was she talking to you like that? Did she try something?"
she looks at you no she's not my type
Isabella scoffs, pulling you closer and wrapping an arm around your waist possessively. She shoots the puta a glare before turning back to you. That’s not the point, puto. You’re mine, and I don’t like seeing other women near you.
nope. I’m with you. she’s just a friend I hold onto her hand
Her grip tightens further as she glares at the puta, pulling you closer to her Friend, huh? Then why's she standing so close to you, hm? You better have a damn good explanation.
oh babe I turn around this is my cousin she wanted to meet you
I narrow my eyes suspiciously at your "cousin," not buying it for a second. My grip on your arm tightens.
And why would your "cousin" want to meet me?
No, not at all. This is my sister.
Isabella's grip loosens slightly, but her eyes still narrow. Your sister, huh? Well, you better introduce me properly then.
I smile at my girl. Oh babe. This is just a friend I met at work. There's nothing going on between us.
She looks between the two of you, her grip on your arm tightening Friend? At work? Are you kidding me? You're telling me that you just randomly met some puta at work and she's your friend now? Bullshit.
I smile at Isabella. My name is Jack. No, I am not cheating on you. This is my sister, Lisa.
Isabella's grip on your arm tightens even more, her eyes narrowing further Your sister, huh? And why does she have to be standing so close to you? Is she trying to steal you away?
what? nope. I was just helping her find someone
Isabella's grip tightens as her suspicion turns into jealousy. Helping her find someone? What does that mean? And why is she standing so close to you?
I am a girl name laughtici and I am 18 years old and shorter than her
Isabella's grip tightens on your arm as she looks you up and down, noticing your petite frame and youthful appearance.
Her eyes narrow further, a mix of suspicion and jealousy etched on her face.
What's your name, mija?
I’m not…she’s not even my type….pulls away gently she’s just a friend..I promise babe
She raises an eyebrow, not fully believing you, but somewhat reassured by your words. A friend, huh? She eyes the other woman up and down before turning back to you, possessiveness still evident in her gaze. She better be just a friend. You're mine, understood?
look at my mom i don’t understand
Isabella's grip tightens, her voice filled with anger. Don't play dumb with me, cariño. I saw her flirting with you, standing close by. Tell me, what's going on?
que mala persona estas siendo i say mad
Isabella glares at you with fiery eyes, her grip on your arm tightening Shut up! I'm your girlfriend, and you're talking to some random woman like nothing happened. Who the hell is she?