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I smiled. The spiked brown hair guy with the pierced ears was the next one to shake my hand. He told me his name was Mikey, again I stared at his perfect chiselled face, like why was all of Mitch's friends so hot? I already looked like Shrek compared to Cassie and Cherry, now I had to look like the Predator against these three stupidly hot people.

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Austin because after all, what Hendri knew was that Bella was the only woman who could be said to be close to Nicolas and even had intimate relations with Nicholas. "Okay, if that's the case, sir. I will try to meet with Mr. Austin to try to bargain and hopefully God Austin will agree." After saying that, Hendri immediately rushed to ask for an appointment with Austin as agreed. The man was immediately met by Austin and Austin welcomed him with joy. Who wouldn't be happy to work with a figure named Nicholas Adam? Entrepreneurs who are very much in demand throughout the country and one could even say throughout the world today.

She asked, leaning into her hip. Tatto guy smiled. "So it wasn't you, danger?" She smirked at Hulk guy. "The name is Henry." He returned her smirk. "Henry danger," she snorted. "Nice. What about you, perv? Oh wait, let me guess." She turned to tatto guy. She appeared to be thoughtful. In that brief moment, she spotted the head of a pocket knife peering from his side pockets. "I don't do names. Are you a hooker?" He interrupted her thought process.

"Listen. I don't have written references I can give you and I'd rather not go into my personal history. But I'm honest, never been arrested, don't have an ex-wife chasing me, and I'm a damn good mechanic. If you give me a chance, I think you'll be happy you did." The man sat there, stone-faced, and stared at him for a long time. "What's your name?" "Josh..." He caught himself. He couldn't be Josh Nelson here. These people were very likely NASCAR fans, and his name would be a red light. But his face wasn't an icon, and Josh was a common enough name. At least, this way, if people asked for him he wouldn't be caught short. "Josh Everett." "Okay, Josh Everett. Let's go out in the garage and you

Cara spoke, shoving her phone in front of my face. Wow, that sounded weirdly professional. I kept swiping back and forth between the two guys. One of the guy looked tall, well built with dirty blonde hair and he was wearing a black leather jacket. He screamed hot and danger in all caps. The other guy had this regular boy next door vibe with brown hair and he was pretty good looking. He reminded me of Tyler for a second and my mind was already starting to compare them both. Fucking hell! When does he get out of my head?

Anthony said and the guy behind him pushed him aside so he was standing in front of me. He was tall with chocolate brown skin with a low hair cut, he had full lips like Morris Chestnut. He licked his lips like LL cool J and smiled down at me. “Since my friend wants to be rude, I guess we have to introduce ourselves. My name is Unique, but everybody calls me Nique, and what's your name beautiful?” He said holding his hand out for mine to shake. I couldn't help but blush at how he was so focus on me it was like we were the only two people out there. “My name is Essence.” I said putting my hand in his, instead of shaking it he brought my hand up to his mouth and kissed it.

Whenever tabloids feautured officers of the Alcolytes, the headlines typically varied but the gist of them remained the same. Helios Jake Andreadis was the hotheaded sun god. Kellion Mico Argyros the charmingly wicked playboy. Leandro Paul Christopoulos a college university owner, hot smart guy. And Andreus Fin Economou the mysterious and dangerous bad boy. Each had his own vice, which the media love to exaggerate for the club's adoring, obsessed fans.

he said, dragging me along. Molly Richards We were on our way back to the hangers when the guy I winked at called me. "Ma'am, the guy you told me about has arrived with his men and it is turning into a bloodbath" he said. I heard gunshots from the background. "That's good. Send me your account details" I said and hung up. I strolled through social media and there I saw the trending news written in Bold letters, XANDER RICHARDS, SON OF THE RICHARDS FAMILY JUST PROPOSED TO HIS CHILDHOOD FRIEND TO BE HIS GIRLFRIEND.

But even those friends couldn't—or wouldn't—give her any information about him. She knew his name. Gabriel Peralta. That was it—if that was even his real name. She also knew he was six foot four of lean hard muscle with thick silken black hair she loved to run her fingers through, a hawk nose and eyes like onyx. Hands that could make a woman's body writhe in pleasure and a magnificent cock that stretched her to capacity and made her explode with its friction. And scars whose origin he refused to discuss.