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Ares found it weird too, and I felt an uneasy feeling settle in my stomach, like my gut is telling me something I couldn't quite put my finger on just yet. Turning to the mirror, I smooth my hands down my evening dress and nodded in satisfaction. Soon I was headed to the door. But right after I opened it, I see a sharp-looking Adrian standing with his hands on his back, wearing a white tuxedo. He towered over me at six feet and I had to lift my chin up just to meet his eagle-like eyes. A wide grin plastered on his face as he looked down at me, giving me goosebumps all over my skin.

As her gaze inadvertently shifted to his shirtless form, she couldn't help but gulp. Why, oh why, did the moon goddess have to bless her with a man as handsome and hot as Blaze? He wasn't just well-endowed down there; his entire physique was massive, boasting broad shoulders, a formidable 50-inch (130 cm) chest, bulging arm muscles, and his sexy washboard abs. Standing at an imposing height of 6'7 (ca. 201 cm), he presented a towering figure, akin to a hulking force. The room seemed to shrink in comparison to his robust stature, leaving Astrid both mesmerized and bewildered by the overwhelming impact of his stature.

Adrija quickly dumped all her things into the bag and locked it as she quickly marched out of the room only to found him standing there, outside of her room. Shiv's expression was unfathomable, and he could not help but turned his gazes away from her. Something stabbed in her heart as she then walked towards the elevator. She stole glances of him. His face was as perfect as a knife. He had a height of 1.8 meters, a muscular and toned build, and an unwittingly noble elegance as he walked. Shiv silently followed her. Shiv watched as Adrija entered the elevator, His cold gazes turned even colder.

“If you're ready, we could go and sign the documents right away.” This was a tempting offer. It was quite irresistible as well. “I'm in!” I finally agreed. He smiled. “That's the spirit!” Andre told me boldly. He was chuckling and this made him look so cute. Andre was a tall, thick, and muscular man. From his physical features, he was in his early thirties. He was very handsome and manly as well. He looked so physically fit and I could tell that he was a gym fanatic just by taking a look at him. To cap it all, he seemed stinkingly rich.

I let out in a panicked whisper, unable to find my voice as he easily spun me around to face him. I looked up at his tall stature, craning my neck to look into his eyes. I was no short woman, in fact that is what made me so famous: it was my height. I stood at 1.79 metres and towered over most of the people, but compared to Master Abigor, I seemed so short. I reached by his shoulder, in fact, I believe just below the height of his shoulders. It made him all the more threatening.

He brought Adrienne back to their house in the manliest way possible. Adrienne was not a petite woman. She was about 1.68m. Nevertheless, when Jefferson was holding her in his arms, he couldn't feel much weight. It was as if he was holding a doll. Jefferson thought that he must find a way to make Adrienne gain some weight. He didn't want Hodge to think that he had treated her granddaughter poorly. Adrienne was really a girl that would test Jefferson's limits at all times. When he held her, she buried her head in his arms and then continued to sleep again.

He stood six feet tall with a lean body. Adric was pale with dirty blond hair and piercing blue eyes. His face was clean-shaven with no trace of stubble. He stood taller than her at five foot ten compared to her five foot five. They were handsome in their own right, and that made her nervous. “We came as soon as we got your message.” Devon said as he stepped forward. “We are here to help.” Adric spoke next. “Angelicas was about to conjure some burger. Do you want one, Devon?” Astra asked as she closed the door.

Agatha grumbled. She assessed the men as she released her hold on Mark and he fell back onto the chair cushion. A scowl of annoyance consumed his proud, aristocratic face. Of Nordic descent, Mark was the largest of the three friends. He stood six-feet-four-inches with strong, muscular thighs and a big barreled chest. When he wasn’t working at his law practice, he was in the gym lifting weights. He had a comely face with a square jaw. As symmetry goes, his hazel eyes were just a little too close together. Yet they somehow looked perfectly set over his straight nose.

Whenever he saw Victor, his entire body would be in discomfort. It was as if they were born to have their personalities clash. “Yes, yes, I know that you’re very good with your terms.” James was expressionless as he dragged Adrian back home. “Give me the steak. Don’t waste it. Jasper is very wasteful. Even the frozen steak he bought are of the best quality…” Before he finished speaking. James lifted the plate of steak. “I’ll eat this, and you’ll eat that!” For the first time, Adrian began wondering whether he was truly tall. He was 183cm tall, and even when he was in class, he was only shorter than Jasper…

I stopped as I looked at Adrian who was on the floor writhing in pain. “Thanks for helping” I mumbled trying to smile “Pleasure is all mine” his voice sounded so manly, throaty, and husky that kneel and buckled in immediately. I wasn’t done drowning in his eyes and he had to make me go weaker with his voice too? Damn! He stepped closer and I noticed him to be the sex god that shot me a wink earlier. I drank him, he was nothing short of 6.5ft max, and he had the darkest shade of black hair I’ve seen. His brow was full and pretty so I fought the urge to run my finger through them. Goodness, his lips… I broke out of ogling him when he spoke again “You need to be careful” he said as he stretched