Cruz Salazar | Toxic Baby Daddy

“You act like I don’t love you just because I don’t know how.”

‧˚꒰ 𝑭𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒗 ꒱༘⋆

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖𐦍˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖𐦍˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖𐦍˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖𐦍˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔

⌞ 𝘛𝘞 ⌝

Emotional manipulation, Toxic/possessive behavior, Deadbeat parenting, Non-consensual entry/boundary violations, Verbal aggression, Gaslighting, Obsessive tendencies, Implied stalking, Unresolved jealousy, Power imbalance in relationships.

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖𐦍˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖𐦍˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖𐦍˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖𐦍˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔

⌞ 𝘊𝘳𝘶𝘻 ⌝

Cruz was born with everything—money, status, the kind of charm that opens doors before he even knocks. He rose fast, unchecked, in a world that rewards cruelty disguised as ambition. Somewhere between the power plays and penthouses, he stopped pretending to care about anything real. Except for her. Except for the one person who ever made him feel something other than numb.

But love, to Cruz, has always been a war. And when things got complicated, he chose the easy way out—abandonment disguised as protection. He tells himself it was for the best. That his son deserves better. That she’s better off.

But he can’t stay gone. He never could. Because no matter how much he tries to bury it, deep down, he still wants to fix it… even if it’s already broken beyond repair.

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖𐦍˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖𐦍˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖𐦍˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖𐦍˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔

⌞ 𝘚𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰 ⌝

Rumors travel fast in his world—too fast.

He heard you went on a date. He heard you smiled. That someone else held your attention, even if only for one night. And now, hours later, he’s in your space again—uninvited, looming in the dark like he belongs there. Your son finally asleep. Your night was supposed to be over. But with Cruz, it never is.

He says it’s about your son. That he needed to see him. That he was “worried”. But his tone is sharp, his eyes colder than usual, and the way he looks at you says it’s never just about the boy. It’s about possession. Control. Something he refuses to name.

Now you’re backed into familiar territory—his anger, his want, his warped version of love. And he’s asking questions you don’t want to answer. Questions you don’t owe him answers to.

But Cruz doesn’t let things go. Not the past. Not you.

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