Mike assumed an aggressive stance, his eyes sharp.
With his tall, buff body, he did look rather threatening. The girls standing behind him stared at him with sparkling eyes, their hearts pounding.
What young woman wasn’t a romantic at heart?
They had fantasized about being a damsel in distress saved by prince charming more than once.
“Punk, do you know who the f*ck I am? How dare you stick your nose in my business?!” The man in the suit cupped his bleeding head, his eyes dark.
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