EMBERLY LYNNWOOD I stumbled backward against the espresso machine, gasping desperately for air as I stared up at the imposing, powerful-looking man who had just saved me from a disastrous public exposure. He looked to be around thirty years old, boasting an incredibly tall, heavily muscled physique that completely filled out his dark, understated clothing. His dark brown hair was cropped with a strict, military precision, but it was his striking, intelligent hazel eyes that completely captured my attention, swirling with a complex mixture of calculated observation and hidden kindness.He calmly pulled a sleek mobile phone from his jacket pocket and dialed the local security enforcement, casually stepping completely over the unconscious body groaning on the floor. "Are you injured, kid?" the hazel-eyed stranger asked quietly, locking his intense, assessing gaze onto my trembling frame.I quickly shook my head, aggressively rubbing the red, throbbing marks blooming rapidly across my
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