Ares grinned a toothy, savage grin. "I'll fight you for her," he said, despite not really having the intention of following through right now, with a destination wedding on the horizon. Just knowing he'd won would be prize enough. "If I win, I get to fuck her whenever and whenever I like. She'll be screaming my name so loud she'll forget what yours even is.
"But not here. I have a better place, more worthy of such a match." He snapped his fingers at one of the men still on his own two feet, to send him to prepare the arena for his arrival. He was sure word was going around the other war dogs already. It would be a full house tonight, and he would be the odds-on favourite to win.