Everything I do, I do it for you

I looked into his clear blue devastatingly beautiful eyes. His gaze made my knees weak, and I struggled to form any words. I looked from right eye to left, searching for that glimmer of happiness that I saw every time he smiled at me. He was close to me, close enough for me to feel the heat radiating off of his bare chest. My hands trailed from the cuts and bruises on his face, and neck down. My breathing became heavier and coarse. I couldn't think straight.
What was this man doing to me?
I bit my lip and let go. I stopped trying to stop myself. I didn't know what was happening at that moment, but I knew only one thing. I was falling deeply and madly in love with the stone cold man sitting on my couch, his hair still wet with sweat, and bruises across his body.