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Just as the crowd was still recovering from the gorgeous pair's entrance, movement from the car caught their attention once more.

Another impeccably polished male shoe touched the red carpet before a second masked man emerged from the depths of the luxury vehicle.

If the first mysterious gentleman had seemed ripped straight from the pages of a storybook, this next one was like something out of a bodice-ripper romance novel cover, handcrafted by the gods themselves to bring the wildest fantasies to life.

His tall, muscular frame radiated a dangerous, almost feral sort of power and masculinity.

The crisp lines of his burgundy suit tailored to perfection only served to accentuate the tantalizing promise of the well-defined physique lying beneath.

His strong jawline could have cut glass, and his penetrating amber eyes seemed to smoke with an intensity that could burn through even the thickest of masks.

"Holy...fucking...shit...!" a flustered paparazzo mumbled, struggling to keep his com