A Man Novels & Stories

“And you think you can stop me?” The man was taller than her. Well-proportioned ang height nito sa katawan na halatang batak sa exercise dahil bakat na bakat ang malapad nitong dibdib sa sout nitong long-sleeved polo. “Hindi naman kita pinipigilang pumasok.” aniya. “Then get your hands off me!” The man excuded power and little patience. It was obvious he was accustomed to having his way and never got questioned with his authority.

Isang lalaki mula sa kabilang table ang tumayo ng sobrang bilis hanggang natumba ang upuan nito sa pagtayo. Matangkad, nasa 6'1, maputi ang balat, malapad ang balikat, simpleng white polo shirt lang na nakatupi hanggang siko, kita ang maugat na braso. May leather messenger bag na nakasabit sa upuan niya na may stethoscope na nakasilip. Magulo ang buhok niya, halatang galing sa mahabang duty. Pero mukha niya — gwapo, half foreign, matangos ang ilong, seryoso ang mukha.

a man's voice said. Pagkalingon ko ay nakita ko ang isang lalaki. He's handsome as hell! His tall physique made him standout. I think he's around 6'3 to 6'4. He's staring at me right now with his dark eyes below his thick eyebrows. I couldn't resist but look at his face. His pointed nose, pinkish lips, and his sharp jaw suits his square face. The shape of his face reminds me of Henry Cavill, you know the superman guy. And that man... he's half-naked in front of me now, only wearing plain black shorts. Flaunting his perfectly carved six-packed abs.

anito at biglang tumakbo palabas ng bookstore animong nakikipag-karerahan. Dahil iniwan na niya ako ay itinuon ko na ang atensyon sa pagtitingin ng mga libro. Kinuha ko ang isang libro na naggustuhan ko, ngunit natigilan ako no'ng may mahagip ang paningin ko, hindi kalayuan sa kinaroroonan ko. A guy, his wearing is all black. He is also wearing a cap. Saglit kaming nagkatitigan, I know him. Of course, how could I forget this man?

Mabango ang amoy ng mamahaling tsaa na nakapalibot sa hangin. Isang lalaki lang ang nakaupo sa lamesa. Mukha itong isang nasa early thirties, at suot ang isang madilim na grey na jacket na may mataas na kwelyo. Maganda ang tela nito at sakto ang sukat sa kanya, na nagpapakita ng kanyang malapad na balikat at tuwid na pag-upo.

Bitbit ang malaking pusa, pumasok siya sa pasilyo at papunta na sana sa unahan nang biglang may lumitaw na wheelchair mula sa likod ng isang haligi. A man dressed in black sat in it. His expression was cold and distant. His bony wrist rested against the arm of the wheelchair, veins bulging on the back of his hand, radiating a dangerous mix of restraint and ruthlessness.

Lihim niyang pinagmasdan ang lalaki. Morris Fuentes, the 28-year-old CEO of Fuentes Shipping Corp., exudes a boyish charm with his tall, handsome frame and soft features. His chiseled jawline and piercing eyes add a touch of sophistication, making him a captivating presence in the corporate world. With an effortless charm, Morris carries himself with the confidence of someone who's accomplished much in his young life. His dark hair is always impeccably styled, and his piercing brown eyes seem to hold a quiet intensity. Despite his serious demeanor, there's a kindness in his gaze that puts people at ease. He has a solid, well-proportioned build, more lean than muscular. He often favors tailor