But I Have Proof Against You Little One

This man was godly handsome - he had a fair wheatish complexion with eyes that embodied burnt lava. They were perfectly complemented by his long lashes and broad, neatly shaped eyebrows. 

His jawline looked as if it could cut steel and his nose did a clean job of splitting his face symmetrically.

He took a deep breath through his petulant, full lips and sensually ran his fingers through his unruly jet-black hair moving them away from his face. I couldn't help but drool over his ravishing physique.

But somehow he looked irritated like his aura was reeking dark and the first thing he did was turn around towards the horde with a middle finger "Pieces of shit"

My jaw dropped as I tried to register his reaction, how can he be so impolite being the face of an entire village?

Lindsey just asked him to ignore them, dragging his tall stature further inside.