The fucking hulk was standing in front of me I swear!!!!

He is huge so yep, killing him and running away defiantly is hopeless for me.

So how should I describe that hulk? Let's see… well first huge like HUGE he is like 190 centimeters and what? it's like a head above my poor 170, pfff no big deal (I wish).

Secondly, he is muscular like hell ok? What are you a bodybuilder or something? Why do you need so many muscles dame it!

He is wearing a black expensive looking tuxedo that clings beautifully to his toned muscles.

He has the prettiest face I have ever seen in my life and trust me I slept around enough to see a fair amount of good looking man ok?

Like, he is slightly tan and has that sculptured face with those scary sexy looking black eyes and deep black slicked-back hair… man, and did I mention he is fucking HOT!

Focus Nick, hot hulk in front of you? yes! A possibility of him being your kidnapper? Definitely, so yes he is, for now, the enemy, and boy, he will pay for taking my phone!

I glare at him like some kind of a little puppy trying to be intimidating and he dared to smirk at me like hell no!

"good morning pretty face" he smiled at me.

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