Imagine: Chato showing you his power.
"It's beautiful."You whispered, entranced by the dancing flame in the man they call El Diablo's hand.
As he closed his hand to a fist the fire died away."It's ugly, dangerous and a curse."
"You can't seriously tell me that you believe that."You reached out for his hands.
"Yes, I can."Chato refused to meet your eyes."I have done more damage with these two hands than most men."
"Chato,"You gently took his right hand and lifted it."you could never do any damage to me."
As soon as his fingers met your skin the tattooed man looked up."Y/N..."