Novel & Cerita Cabello Medio Largo Hombre

The Devil Himself The double doors opened and the air in the office seemed to thicken. Alessandro Rossi stepped inside like he owned the oxygen itself. He was taller than she expected. Easily over six feet with broad shoulders that filled out his perfectly tailored black suit. The fabric looked soft but expensive, the kind that cost more than a year of her rent. His hair was dark, neatly styled but with a slight wave that suggested it would curl if he ever let it. His face was all sharp angles: high cheekbones, a strong jaw, and a mouth that looked like it had never smiled gently in its life.

In fact, he perfectly embodied the Mediterranean—skin darkened from being kissed by the sun, dark brown hair curled by the sea salt, and large, charcoal-colored eyes. I pushed my oversized, horn-rimmed glasses up the bridge of my nose and narrowed my eyes. Let’s be logical here; even in a moment of panic, my eyes were fully functional. The man looked like a genetic miracle. He was easily around six-foot-three, his shoulder width formed a perfect inverted triangle, and he clearly made wearing tight shirts a life philosophy because his chest muscles were practically shouting, "We are here!" His curly, dark hair was slightly tousled by the Mediterranean breeze. He had a sharp, chiseled face.

Coolies were seen carrying heavy bundles of luggage on their heads. People entered and exited the railway station although, everyone's eyes were shifted to a certain direction. In that certain direction was a tall slender man at the height of 190cm. He wore a faded grey colour jacket , with a black T-shirt. His ink black hair was a little bit messy but styled back in a short comb over. A black aviator sunglasses sat on his high nose as his thin lip had a shade of peach. His overall outer look was rough, tough, dominating and 'Dont mess with me'.

“I’m Trek and you are?” “Eura.” “Nice to meet you!” Trek smiled. “Same here!” “And Eura, this is our birthday boy and the owner of this club. This Grey Saldieguez.” Leinne introduced the man in a plain white long-sleeved polo shirt and black pants. This man looked classy and his only accessory is his silver watch. The man stands six feet tall, as tall as Lander and Trek. He also has paper-white skin that was glowing. He had very thick and dark eyebrows same as Trek. He’s wearing eyeglasses that gave him more appeal. His hair color was ash brown—Eura bet that he dyed his hair. His pointed nose down to his thin lips looked great to his features.