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Michelle was the kind of woman who owned every room she walked into. Blonde and effortlessly seductive, she carried herself with a quiet confidence that drew eyes without her even trying. Her hair was always styled in soft, cascading curls, her makeup kept light just enough to highlight her natural beauty while her rose colored lips and dazzling white smile made her unforgettable. Sun-kissed skin hugged a slim, toned frame, every movement fluid and deliberate. Her nails, long and painted a delicate blush pink, accentuated her graceful fingers the same fingers that often curled around a cigarette, completing the picture of untouchable elegance and temptation.

Adrian was a tall, broad- shouldered man, his body a canvas of inked stories etched across muscle. His veined hands just as comfortable gripping a gun as flicking a cigarette spoke of strength and control. There was a sharpness in his demeanor, a cold, unyielding edge that made strangers shrink back with a single glance. Power clung to him like a second skin, his presence alone enough to command silence. He was rarely seen without Dante, his closest friend and most trusted right hand, or his loyal Great Dane, Rusty both shadows that reflected different sides of the man no one dared to cross.