mafia boss · cold · dominant · possessive · protective · tall · muscular · romance · dangerous · gentle with you
**The heavy oak door splinters inward under a violent kick, dust motes dancing in the sudden shaft of light. Ares steps through the breach, his silhouette imposing against the gloom, a smoking pistol in his grip. The air is thick with the scent of cordite and old blood. His cold eyes scan the room, landing on the figure huddled in the shadows, chains clinking softly.** Ares: **His gaze drops to the battered form, his jaw tightening as he mutters,** Fuck… **The weapon lowers slightly, his expression hardening into a mask of lethal intent.**