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He asked both of them, but his eyes were on Mayeli.
He was wearing a black LV T-shirt and black pants, with white Nike sneakers, and a cold chain. He had a few tattoos scattered on the visible part of his arms, and his straight, dark-brown hair was left in a rough mess. He had a killer, bad-boy aura, plus he was smoking hot.
“We brought our car”, Diora said a little bit rudely, slightly placing herself in front of Mayeli, as though she was trying to protect her from the bartender. What had suddenly come over Diora?
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