Craving the Untouchables
They moved like three large, protective shadows, their steps perfectly synchronized as they walked down the aisle.
Adrian led the way, his massive, broad shoulders tightly stretching his dark tailored suit, his jawline locked in a hard, brutal expression. Julian walked to his left, his playful smirk completely gone, his dark eyes burning with a wild, dangerous fire that made the star tattoo beneath his left eye look like a badge of war. Sebastian followed closely, his expression entirely calm, but the raw, primitive hunger to protect me was rolling off his large frame in heavy waves.
They looked like three untouchable gods entering a battlefield, completely unbothered by the corporate rules
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