Meeting Mafia Alpha

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A 7'0 tall man with chiseled abs and a jawline sharp enought to kill the bravest of warriors approached them.

His ironed suit and buff figure made her heart pound but those feautures were nothing compared to his slicked back italian hair and dark brown, black, dangerous, spicy orbs. His shoes were expensive, his single glistening earring was expensive, everything about him pointed to wealth. His figure loomed over thomas as he asserted his powerful energy.

He popped the cuff of his white button up as he took off his jacket and unbuttoned the first few buttons of his shirt. The outline of his pectorial muscles and biceps shined through his thin top. "Looks like karmas not on someone side" he said in his deep, masculine, attractive, spicy, tone.

He cracked his neck and prepared his arm for battle. Before she could even blink the strange mans muscular figure was looming over her grabbing thomas and throwing him to the hard dirt ground. He punched thomas, effortlessly leaving a vascular moist bruise on thomas.

After the damage was done he glimsed at cedar giving a mysterious look before he slid his veiny muscular hands in his pockets, and slinging his jacket over his shoulder and striding away. Her heart raced as she breathlessy admired his handsome figure in the distance.☕️

She knew that this was just the beginning of a spiral of romance....💋

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