A Man In Full นิยาย & เรื่องราว

May matinis na halakhakan…may pumupokpok…may nag-uusap…at… Mahigpit niyang hinawakan ang sanga na nasa kamay at ibinato sa pinanggagalingan ng kalaskas. “Ouch!” A man’s voice? Paglingon niya ay nakita niya ang isang matangkad na lalaki na animo lumaklak ng glutathione sa sobrang puti. Bumagay naman ang kulay ng kutis nito sa katawan nito. Hawak nito ang isang camera sa kamay samantalang ang isa naman ay nasa noo nito. It looked like he was talking at the camera the way he watched it.

Nakalimutan sigurong isarado nila Aling Tessa. I strolled towards the balcony and was about to close the glass door when a sudden movement startled me. I silently peer out, it was just a quick look but what I saw froze me. In the darkest corner stood a man with a broad, imposing frame. He was topless, his hair a disheveled mess as if he had just risen from a fight-or was about to start one. Moonlight slipped through the shadows, tracing the hard lines of his muscles and casting a cold glow over the tattoos carved into his skin, each one making him look more lethal.

I'm not safe, afterall. I faced him with a smile. He was wearing a gray polo shirt, jean and black leather shoes. Average looking man na naka-pushback ang buhok. "Rust, I'm hungry." While on the other hand, the guy behind him was. . . out of words. Hindi ako madaling ma-attract sa mukha lang, I must say ngayon lang. He have this kind of magnetic aura. Aura that I need to resist. His aristocratic.

My eyes sparkled in happiness when I laid my eyes to the man I missed for days! He's wearing a white shirt where the sleeves were rolled twice and paired with a light brown trouser. His hair was a bit push back and his veiny right hand was in his pocket. Right now, he's wearing glasses and I can't grasp some words to describe how dashing he is!

A low, rumble voice said at my back. Mabilis kong nabitiwan ang hawak at agad na humarap sa nagsalita. My breathing became uneven as I looked up at the man in front of me. He must be over six-feet tall. Dressed in a black T-shirt, black pants and also a black shoes. Pair all with his perfect set of jaw, and a jet-black hair and has a muscular arms and broadly shoulders.

gulat kong sigaw sabay atras. He's the maniac! Ngumisi si manong guard sa akin kaya kinilabutan ako. Hindi katulad ng una naming pagkikita ay hindi na siya nakasuot ng pang-guwardiyang uniporme. He's wearing a business suit attire and he looks like a professional! Hindi na siya mukhang maniac! Kundi, mas mukha na siyang masarap na maniac. "Let's go, wifey?" aniya sa malalim na boses.

Nasa ganon s'yang ayos ng biglang bumukas ang pinto at pumasok ang isang lalaki. Parang may mga anghel na dumaan, awang ang kan'yang mga labi sa nakikitang hitsura ng lalaki. He is only wearing a sweatpants at walang damit pang itaas. Sinasampal sa kan'yang pagmumukha ang namumutok na mga pandesal nito na kahit hindi n'ya hipuin alam n'yang matigas ito.

Umuuga-uga na para bang isang punong anumang oras ay mabubuwal na. Nakasuot ito ng itim na suit, magulo ang buhok, nakabukas ang butones sa dibdib ng pang-ilalim nitong puting longsleeve, at may butil-butil na pawis sa noo. Ang bote ng alak na wala nang laman ay nahulog din sa sahig. When the man looked up, Luna froze. It was Damon Blackwell.

Tori Cooper is always and will always look perfect. I’m about to yawn when the glass door of the building suddenly open. A man in a gray long sleeve polo appeared. He has a well-built body, halatang halata ang matitigas na muscles niya sa suot niyang fitted long sleeve. Maputi siya at matangkad. Hindi ko masyadong nakita ang kabuuhan ng mukha niya dahil nakasuot siya ng shades. May hawak rin siyang Starbucks coffee.

I don’t know if this is just me not moving on what just my dad said or it’s something that this man approaching us is making me feel. This guy is wearing long sleeves in white, and it was tucked into his black chinos. Hapit na hapit iyon sa katawan niya, parang ipinasadya itong ginawa para sa kanya. From his physique, you can tell that he’s been working out for at least three days a week. Hindi niya ibinaba ang kaniyang tingin sa akin habang naglalakad siya papalapit sa kinauupuan ko.