As soon as the men who were sitting on the couches saw his hard face they recognized him and stood up from their places immediately. His carribean blue piercing eyes staring in their souls while his sharp jawline added more to his Greek God beauty. His stoic and cold expressions not leaving any chance of enhancing his features.
His messy hair sleeked back into perfect while the slight dimple at his cheek was making his look more intimidating. His subtle beard and chiseled chest were not any lesser in enhancing his dark aura. He stood in front of them silently which made them to die already under his heated gaze.
"Cá bhfuil na drugaí?" he asked in his thick and dark voice which made a shiver to ran down everyone's spine present there.
(Translation: Where are the drugs?)
After hearing him mentioning of the same drug that the man who was currently dead, inhaling made them tremble in fear and no one dared to answer his question. But little did they knew, he was very short of pati
