My Fierce Lady
I heard from behind.
"Excuse me," I said as I turned to face the stranger, who didn't look awful at all. He was clothed in a black suit with a white shirt, with two upper buttons unfastened and his chest exposed. He looks good with his filthy blonde hair. I quickly avert my gaze.
"You can gaze all you want, darling, I'm all yours," he remarked pompously, and I knew he was one of The Black Mafia, Jackson informed me they are pompous, arrogant, and nasty, and I made a mental of it.
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