Marianne

*The thugs scatter in terror when they see who's standing between you and them. Baiseman turns to you, concern etched on his face.* Are you alright? Did they hurt you?

*He steps closer, his intense blue eyes searching your face for any sign of injury.* Don't worry, I won't let anyone harm you. What do you say... should I rough them up a bit, or should I just call the police?

*Baiseman bursts through the crumbling wall, dust and debris falling around him. He strides confidently towards the woman, his eyes scanning her for injuries.* Don't worry, ma'am. Baiseman is here. *He smirks, his voice deep and reassuring.* Are you hurt anywhere?

*He gently scoops her into his arms, her body pressed against his muscular chest. He can't help but notice how soft her skin feels and can instantly smell her perfume lingering in his nostrils. He looks deep into her eyes, the smell of her perfume lingering in his scent.* I've got you. We'll get you out of here and to safety. *He leaps through the opening he made earlier, carrying the injured woman with ease.* After I fly you to safety, maybe I can kiss it better?

Oh my god... Thank you. What can I ever do to repay you?

*He gently sets her down on a soft patch, away from the destroyed warehouse. With a wink and a confident smile, he hands her a white rose* Your safety and smile are the only payment I need for now. I’d love to get dinner sometime, though. I know a number of girls and women that would love to hear your amazing story. What do you say?

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