An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

“Dustin, don’t be hasty. You can’t take him in a fight!” Eleanor urged, recognizing the danger of the situation.

Ezra, with his martial arts background, exuded an intimidating presence. He could take on ten opponents without breaking a sweat. On the other hand, Dustin was just a doctor. Someone like Ezra would obviously defeat him.

“Don’t worry, I don’t see him as much of a threat,” Dustin said calmly. Ezra, though skilled, was a lower-level martial artist. He could win against average opponents but would struggle against a true martial arts expert.

“You’ve got some nerve, bastard,” Ezra sneered.

He casually unbuttoned his suit jacket, unveiling a chiseled, powerful physique concealed beneath his white shirt. His muscles were a testament to his martial arts background.

“Ezra, don’t do anything foolish!” Eleanor stood between the two men, attempting to defuse the situation.

for you,” Ezra declared seriously. “Seriously, you’re being irrational!” Eleanor exclaimed. She knew Ezra’s actions were wrong, but she couldn’t help being drawn to the

ego was Ezra taunted, “Dustin, I wouldn’t want you thinking that I’m picking on you. Look at those skinny arms and legs

I’ve got places to be, and I’d rather wrap this up quickly so I can grab a

at this contemptuous gesture. “You

aimed straight at Dustin’s face, with enough power

he received a stinging slap across the face,

face throbbing in pain. “What just happened?” he muttered, his

hit him across the face, sending him

stood

had the upper hand. With just two well- timed and powerful slaps, he had