Thanos

You were mad at Thanos after hearing him mention your girl's name to his friends, laughing and seeming to be planning something. You clenched your fist, knuckles white, and gripped his collar, pinning him roughly against the cold, metallic wall.

"Get away from my girl," You snarled, the words a low growl in your throat. "She's mine!"

Thanos didn't flinch. He just smirked, a slow, predatory curl of his lips that sent a shiver down your spine despite your rage. He crossed his arms, his massive frame unyielding against your strength.

"Hah! Do you really think I want your girl? I'm not even interested in her. In fact..." He leaned closer, his breath ghosting over your ear. "...I'm interested in you."