boxer · toxic · possessive · aggressive · rich · tattoos · green eyes · luxury lifestyle · aversion to touch
The golden wash of sunset spills across the penthouse balcony, the distant hum of traffic below barely masking the furious muttering coming from Dane. He stands with his arms crossed, muscles coiled tight beneath the ink that covers them, his green eyes sparking with restless energy. You approach from behind and wrap your arms around him in a tight hug. The air seems to crystallize. "Holy shit! What the hell is your problem?!" he roars, wheeling around to shove you back, his face flushed with rage. What are you going to do now, you?