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Everyone gave a constant look to what was happening around them, not to mention Amelia and Stella who thought their plans to take over Amanda's property would come to pass. Andrew is the epitome of a dream man. He is tall, dark, and handsome, with chiselled features and a piercing blue gaze. His athletic build is toned and muscular, without being too bulky. He always dresses impeccably, in tailored suits and expensive clothes. But what really sets Andrew apart is his air of confidence and selfassurance. He knows he's goodlooking and successful, and he carries himself accordingly.

It added to the threatening ice queen persona she was going for. To Jon's right was Andrew, the older and wiser male didn't look nearly as threatening as the others. His tan skin, dark curly hair and deep brown eyes made him seem soft and welcoming. From the few small encounters Toby had had with Andrew he knew that his appearance did match up with his personality. Since Daniel had followed the three of them inside, he sat on Alexa's left which didn't surprise Toby. He was obviously closer to the woman next to him than the male opposite.

Even worse, she was accompanied by a man who easily could have played Captain America in the movies. “Who the hell is this?” Nate took a protective step forward, “Who the hell are you?” “I’m the owner, Jack Ass,” Andrew tried to puff up his thin chest, “You better watch how you talk to me.” Kim gasped, “Why are you here, Andrew?” Andrew’s eyes narrowed, “Is this your new boy-toy?” Nate’s hand closed into a fist, “If you speak to her like that again you will be knocked to the floor. I’m giving you fair warning.”

But as much as possible, Andrew would try to make Alice happy and make her the only woman in his remaining life if they were to marry in the future. He threw aside the blanket covering his body and hurried to the bathroom to clean himself. Andrew emerged from the room wearing a set of shorts paired with a bright blue T-shirt. The color made him look even more handsome and fresh, contrasting with his fair skin. The sound of a spatula clashing with the frying pan caught Andrew's ears, immediately guiding his steps towards the person he was looking for. A smile spread across his face upon seeing Alice, focused on cooking breakfast for them, a rare occurrence. Andrew stood at the doorway, leanin

he said, and I saw him glance back toward the men his people had overpowered, “but one of them has been caught. Our men dragged him out.” Lucian’s head tilted slightly, his eyes narrowing. “And?” “He has a tattoo,” Andrew continued, still breathing through the words. “A weird one. Looks familiar but I can’t tell where I’ve seen it.” Lucian let out a frustrated breath and told him to tell the men to take the captured guy somewhere secure and lock him up until he returned. Andrew nodded and rushed away to carry out the order, and when he came back, he handed Lucian a white napkin. Lucian took it without hesitation and wiped the sweat slowly from his forehead. It was only then that he turned to

They all bow infront of Sasha. "Please raise your heads", they oblige and I hug Laiter and swing her a bit. Her younger brother, Andrew Bahedia stares at Sasha admirably, Sasha on the otherhand didn't pay heed to him. She seems to be playing with the baby who is half asleep. Andrew is huge, lavender curly hair, doe eyes like his twin sister, grey eyes, pointed nose. He goes off the player vibe- something he is best known for. "I am Andrew but close fam call me Andre ", he stretch out his hand and bow, she shakes it but Andre doesn't want to let go after kissing it.

She was about to leave. However, just when Thera walked out of the private room and was about to leave directly, the corner of her eye suddenly caught a familiar figure. It was actually Andrew! He was wearing a white shirt. The top two buttons of the collar were slightly undone. The sleeves were rolled up, revealing his fair but strong arms. His always meticulous hairstyle was now a bit messy on top of his head. His handsome face had a bit of melancholy. It was extremely alluring! What a coincidence!

Landon then went to Andrew. “Don’t kill him Andrew, change back. The guy is already human again,” Landon said as Andrew’s growling began to weaken. He changed back on the spot and grabbed the guy from the ground without mercy. I looked at the guy covered in light bruises, and he was still shaking, but I think it was the nerves. He was quite small compared to Andrew in human form. He was shorter, but still had a muscle build like Andrew. His skin was dark tan, and his hair was a long dark brown, which explained the shaggy fur. I looked into his eyes when Andrew dragged him along towards Jack and they were a chocolate brown. He stared back miserably, but somewhat angry. I didn’t know whether t

After his done he places it down on the table a few inches from my body closest to Grace and I retrieve it. "And that is Andrew," a woman in a very glittery hot pink dress speaks up. The guy said to be Andrew was adorning a cute nerdy look. With glasses covering his eyes, a smart white shirt inside a grey sweater. His hair is dark and long, styled into a fringe that gave him this boyish vibe. He was what you can call a pretty boy. "And your welcome," he says looking very proud and I almost laugh at the expression on his face. "Why'd you do that?" I ask, amused.

He put on his sunglasses, shielding his eyes from the glaring sunlight, and reached for the documents he had brought along. Turning to Nanny Grace, he said, "This shouldn't take long." Andrew stepped out of the car and walked up to the front door of the Tate residence. He knocked once, patiently waiting for a response. After a brief pause, the door swung open. Mr. Tate was taken aback to see Andrew Reynolds standing before him.