Justin De Dios Height Novels & Stories

Justin cut him off, his calm demeanor was meant to rattle Aiden who was clearly unnerved, “I intend to get you back on that.” “Glad to see the CEO can’t take a punch and stay down with it.” Justin mused, “Ask Gianna. I could take you if I wanted to, she knows that.” He wasn’t lying. At Six-foot two and ten inches, Justin was a tall man. The years had been hard on him, which was why he was on the lankier side but a few weeks in the gym would get him back in shape. He was a two time taekwondo champion in his teen years, the talent still remained years into adulthood.

I'm tall, so of course, my kid would be tall as well," he said, pausing to gaze at Stella. Justin was 180 cm in height, which was quite decent for a man. Out of nowhere, Bryce interrupted him and replied, “My mom is tall too. She’s 170 cm. Everyone said that I’m tall like her.” The minute he finished his words, tension immediately filled the dining table. Justin's grin faded, and he looked at Bryce with a perplexing expression that appeared to be warning him. Bryce avoided his gaze and lowered his head. Only Stella seemed to not realize what was going on.

"Dion, it's wonderful to have you here." His 6"5 frame towered over me as he offered me his hand. I took his hand, feeling the warmth and strength in his grip.

"His name is Justin. He is living in a condo. I can text him right now to meet us in the bar. Just say a word!" "Of course. Tell him that I am single and ready to mingle. Can you please tell me something more about him?" "What do you want to know? Physical appearance or hobby?" Hailey asked. "Both!" "His height is 6 feet like the very typical Americans. He has a nice body because he is a gym-goer. In fact, he's the one who encouraged me to be physically fit!" I rubbed my head. "He can definitely lift me with one arm. My height is only 4.8 feet if you ask me!"

He stopped right in front of me, towering over me like a god. “Run.” I blurted out, my throat tightened and my tongue twisted to the wall of my mouth. “Yes. You run.” He leaned forward, our faces inches away. It was unfair for God to give such a dangerous man like Vincenzo De Luca a face card that can never be declined. I had thought he would turn out to be a man with a scarred face and a height of 6 '9, but I was entirely wrong. Vincenzo is taller than I was and if my calculation wasn’t wrong, he had a height of 6 '4 with a sharp impeccable jawline. He had smooth, black hair combed back, held in place with probably mousse.

I try to turn and get inside my car, but I’m literally unable to move, talk, or breathe for that matter. He's still taller than me, not by much because I got pretty tall myself, but I can tell that he still has a few inches over me, so I guess that he's 6 ft 4, and I'm 6 ft 2. He's wearing a black jumpsuit that makes him look... well... it makes me swallow hard. Do not swallow hard! You don’t want him! I don’t want him! He’s looking down at the rag that he uses to clean his oily hands, and again, I want to go before he sees me, I really do, I swear I do, but I literally can’t.

I laughed. "Do you even understand what you're doing?" I halted next to Justice who was engrossed in cultivating the soil, following the guidance my father had imparted. Lifting his head to meet my gaze, the sun's glare forced him to squint, and he rose to his full height, looming over me like a giant. Estimating his stature to be around 6'2" - 6'3", he surpassed Steven in both height and muscle mass. "Why do you persistently provoke me?" He questioned with clenched teeth. "I disregard you, so why not just leave me be?" Arching a brow, he added, "Or is it because you harbor some affection for me?"

Justin is my extremely attractive and smoking-hot gym instructor and the owner of the gym I frequent. Justin is a breathtaking guy with a broad chest and shoulders, a chiseled body, dark, wavy, short hair, and piercing dark eyes that drive the ladies at the gym crazy, myself being one of them.

The man had hurt me deeply, and though I was quiet now, it didn’t mean that it didn’t feel like he stabbed me in the gut. “There are going to be heights to jump from to The Estate is not an easy one to pass, and it is not going to be the only one that we are going to have to deal with. You are going to need to enhance your skills to a point where you don’t need to fear jumping heights, don’t need to fear landing from them, and at this point, no matter how fast you are going to heal, you don’t need broken bones or injuries that will slow you down.” He said, walking around behind me. He put his hands on my shoulders, pulling them back gently, forcing my back to straighten. “Your posture must b

The children of the Jones and White couple were truly divine-looking. Helios had snow white hair, just like Diana and baby blue eyes like his father. He wasn't as built as his father, but he would no doubt get there by the time he was his father's age. Instead, he was well-built with broad shoulders, a defined chest that showcased the hours he put into training since he was but a dot. His arms were thick and powerful, and any shirt that he wore was often very tight. His biceps and triceps rippled when moved, and his thighs and calves were equally as powerful. His skin was slightly tanned from the work he'd been doing outside under the sun recently, and it suited him. At the age of 20 years o