He was powerful. He was terrifying. Said to be cruel and unjust. Terrifyingly possessive. He had the world, but to him she was his world. There was nothing he wouldn't do for his miraculum.

Where a dangerous mafia boss falls deeply in love with a sweet, innocent, young girl.

She was followed by Ares, who left bloodshed in her wake. ✖ ✖ ✖ Lightless. It was Lightless, not quite dark enough to be darkness. But, somewhat in between dark and light. All most as if, you put your hands on your eyes, to block the raging sun. But, the sun still got though, creating a soft pink glow. It was like that. I softly groaned as my stiff body, awoked. Hot hands, pull me closer into the hard object of heat. "Shhhh, Rest angel." I groaned, again. Closing my eyes again. This time, it was dark.