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... in his body radiating an almost palpable danger. His sleeveless shirt stretched over broad shoulders, revealing his defined arms, and his black pants clung to his legs, outlining the sharp, athletic lines of his build. Though seated, his very presence dominated the room. It wasn’t just his size; it was the cold intensity in his gaze.
His dark, buzz-cut hair framed a devilishly handsome face strong, not boyish but manly, hardened by years of experience. He appeared to be 25 or 26 years ol ...
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