Novel & Cerita Aesthetic Felix

Aubrey says. “Amen to that, sister!” Felix says, turning to us. “Avery is a strong woman with an even stronger voice for someone so tiny.” Felix may dress effeminately and flashy but Is large. He’s nearly as tall as I am and has a lean yet muscular build with dominant energy, yet a gentle demeanor. I am uncertain how to take that. This is going to be interesting and I really hope Felix finds his mate. I am certain the mate bond will soothe his aching heart, but I can’t say I blame him for falling in love with my Kitten.

'Olivia-0, me-a lot. 'Watch me take it all from you.' Felix was eyed wide when we entered the art gallery, it was almost like he wanted to cry. He almost fainted when he saw Christopher Fernandez. "Tell me that's not Chris Fernandez, tell me you two aren't friends." Felix was basically bouncing on his toes. "Chris." "Chels." We embraced each other. "This is Felix, the up coming artist I was telling you about." I placed the attention on him. "Magnificent. I like your style already, and if you are being recommended by Chelsea then you must be good." Chris circled Felix.

From across the street, Adrea and Hunter moved on to the next shop, unaware of the deception. *** Felix was in his study when the message came through. He saw the number and knew exactly who it was. The corners of his mouth curled into a slow, satisfied smile. So easy. All it took was the right nudge, the right whisper of greed into the right ear. He leaned back in his chair, tapping the phone against his chin. This was only the first step. With eyes inside Adrea’s world, he could watch, measure, and choose his moment. And when the time came, he would hold up the mirror to Aris’s face and show him the truth:

Stephanie’s birthday was in two days and Felix was thinking of the perfect gift for Stephanie. Even though they were step-brother and sister, he loved Stephanie like she was the same blood as him. Stephanie was kind and compassionate to him, though most times he tried to hide his feelings from her. Felix drove into a fancy boutique. The shop’s assistant, wearing a beautiful smile, offered to assist Felix, but Felix declined because she was already flattering and flirting around him. Felix hated women that threw themselves at him. Felix approached the heel's collection. He saw lots of designer heels. Stephanie loved heels, she was a model and models needed heels. He wanted to get her somethin

I didn't bother with any makeup other than a swipe of deep red lipstick. When she's going to die, what does a female need with mascara? Felix gracefully gets up from the couch. He sets his whisky down on the glass coffee table while maintaining eye contact with me. Ropey muscles bulge and contract beneath his white shirt as he stalks towards me. Because he is so attractive, most girls would take one glance at him and then spend the next month masturbating in public. She had honey-gold skin, dark eyes with hoods, a sly grin, and thick chestnut hair that you could tell was as soft as it appeared to be. The high-end attire and flawless fashion sense also help. Even his aroma, which is deep sand

“And, what is wrong with that?” Felix sniggered and shook his head, “What do I get in this? I am not in this because I am a friend. I am no one’s friend, Kai. I am sure you already know that. I do what I have to do for my own reasons. I am a textbook selfish asshole, and I am fine with that until I get what I want. And I want this alliance to wipe off the face of the earth. I will be straight with you, Kai, either make sure Mateo signs off the rights of the leading clan of this alliance – or he dies with the others.” Felix shrugged.

"Idiot! Why do you think I'm following Jason? I'm after the woman in his car!" It was a piece of bad news to Felix. "Sir, don't tell me you're in love with Mister Jason's woman!" Sunny knocked Felix's head again. "Bullsh*t! Do you think I'd like that ugly woman? I'm not blind!" Felix scratched his head in confusion. 'That woman isn't ugly at all, though,' he thought. When he and Sunny stalked the pair, he noted how beautiful the woman was: pure and cute, just like a little fairy.

Stella had just taken out her phone to call Gray. A sleek Maybach rolled to a slow stop in front of her. The door opened. Felix stepped out. Tailored suit. Gold-rimmed glasses resting on the bridge of his nose. The refined details softened the edge of his cold authority, adding a trace of restrained elegance. But his eyes were too cold. Cold like something untouchable. Almost divine. A wicked thought crossed Stella’s mind. What would a man like this look like dragged down from his pedestal by a woman?

Nat whined. “Yes” Roe replied bluntly, clearly unimpressed with the situation. As we walked up to the edge of the driveway, waiting for us by the black SUV was Felix. He was dressed in casual blue jeans and plain black t-shirt, sporting a pair of aviator sunglasses. His chocolate brown hair looks scruffy in the most natural I’m-not-even-trying kind of way. I’d never noticed before how handsome Felix is. He can’t hold a candle to Gunner, no one could, but he can definitely steal some hearts. He’s well-built and tall like Gunner, and his creamy skin shone brightly in the direct sunlight. Let’s hope there aren’t too many ladies at the shopping centre today, or else we may get mobbed.

Cressida asked, her voice tinged with gratitude. Amabel nodded, a warm smile spreading across her face. “Yes, Felix auctioned it off. It’s quite expensive, but he believed you were worth every penny.” Just then, Felix himself walked into the room, his eyes locking onto Cressida with a warm appreciation. “Wow,” he breathed, taking in her stunning appearance. He strode over to her, his gaze sweeping over her before meeting hers. “You look incredible in this.” He said, his voice filled with sincerity.