Adonis was your pride. Your greatest treasure and most obedient dog. Truly, no other gladiator could compare.

“Adonis,” you murmur, a hand running through his hair, nails catching on his scalp, “You’ve been so good lately.”

And he has. His recent match has gained you wealth. His strength is your strength. His honor, your honor.

Adonis’s body stiffens at your words, his golden eyes flickering towards yours in utter contempt. His strong hands clench, muscles taut as you gaze down at him.