Anthony Ramos Shirtless Novels & Stories

While Anthony wore a sporting singlet and pants, Remy wore a white shirt and deep blue trousers. Remy walked up to meet Lerisa, but before he could approach Lerisa, Anthony appeared before them and pulled Lerisa away from Remy's hold. "What has gotten into you, Lerisa? Did your brother not inform you that I have been waiting here for you since? And where are you going dressed like this too?" Anthony asked. "Anthony, stay away from my woman!" Remy warned, as he didn't like how Anthony was holding Lerisa's arms. "She's not your woman, Remy," Anthony scowled.

Anthony was sure that Shanon would become the beach men's meal because she was sunbathing alone and there were no fierce bodyguards around to watch over her. Anthony only showered for about five minutes. The shortest shower in his history. He hurriedly dressed in a sleeveless t-shirt and shorts. He wore whatever he first got from the wardrobe. There was no time to choose clothes. Even though it was very contrary to his usual habits. But, Anthony was more worried about Shanon than what clothes he was wearing. He didn't even know how long Shanon had been on the beach without his supervision. Shanon was really cunning because she didn't tell him directly about her plan to sunbathe when he was e

After making her work for some time alone, he decided to help and Catty inwardly felt grateful for the help because she knew she wasn't gonna be able to finish on time unless she got help but of course she wasn't gonna say that to him. Ramon joined her in working and they both worked in utter silence as no one was willing to say a word to each other. It was important they finish the whole thing before the briefing which would be happening the next day… They both worked for an hour without saying a word to each other when Ramon decided to do the unthinkable and began taking off his shirt right in front of her and she was greeted with a beautiful view of his abs… “What do you think you're doin

Sinong hindi magiging wanton mami sa gwapong nilalang na to? " Do you have any problem Ms. Delos Reyes?" his voice took me back to my reverie. Ngayon ko lang napansin na lahat pala sila ay naka abang sa sasabihin ko. Now I have a full view of his body. Ngayon ko lang napansin na nag palit siya ng damit. Kaninang umaga naka black t shirt lang siya. Now he's wearing a navy blue dress shirt and a pair of black slacks with a designer belt. I clicked my tongue inwardly mayabang din to eh. Like duh? This is a public school gusto niya bang manakawan? Showing off such expensive things will only attract thieves. Whatever it's his choice anyway!

A box of pizza and chocolates. ★ “I thought I told you not to follow me?" Damon spoke out but there was no one beside him in the large sitting room but then... “When have I ever listened to what you say, little brother?" A figure materialized in the open. It was Roshan. He was putting on a white long sleeve shirt that was free at the hands and the three up buttons of his shirt were left unbuttoned, revealing his well structured chest. His body below his waist were covered by a black leather, slim fit pants and a dark, long boot that made him look tough. He was looking great actually in his outfit.

I nod, too exhausted to argue. My T-shirt clings to my skin, dotted with specks of dried blood—none of it mine, thankfully. Anthony's shirt tells a different story, the fabric saturated with deep crimson stains along his left side. "You need to change," I say, gesturing to the gruesome evidence of the days' violence. "Here." I pull open the backpack and bring out two fresh items of clothing. I hand him his, and suddenly feel shy, realizing that I need to take my current shirt off.

Silence. The figure who just came out of that room made Avery’s breath catch in her throat, and the world seemed to slow to a crawl. The man was shirtless. He wore only a pair of gray joggers slung low on his hips. His abs were on full display for her to see. Avery stood frozen, her eyes involuntarily locked on the sight before her. This was Ashton Knight the man whose photograph she just admired a moment ago. A hot blush crept up her neck and flooded her cheeks. She was suddenly aware of her messy appearance and bare face. She felt like a shipwreck survivor standing before a god.

It's the second time I've seen it today. "I'm going out to dinner. I don't see why that should bother you." "Dinner? Or a date?" He gets into my personal space and all I can smell is him. My body is surrounded by his heat. "Is it that Warren boy?" He places his palm on the door beside my head. His blazer has been discarded on the couch, more like folded neatly on the couch. He's loosened his tie and rolled up his shirt sleeves to display his sinewy forearms, which are covered in tattoos. I would have never pegged prim and proper Anthony as one to have tattoos on his arms as well. I thought they were only limited to his hands.

Suddenly I forgot to bring my clothes with me, it's okay I'm gonna have to wear them in my room. I put a towel over my body, I picked a red and black PJS, and was about to take off the towel to wear my clothes but suddenly my door cracked open and there he was , Anthony. He was standing right there with his wide open eyes, he froze there, while his eyes were traveling from my top to toes...

You get me, I didn't want to humiliate him. After minutes of waiting the fashion show finally begun.Ramon officially launched his new clothing line comfortable in style and left the models to do their work in impressing the clients..Comtortable in style was basicallya clothing line that involved sweatpants, sweatshirts, hoodies and tank tops.Ramon had designed them in different ways in which the ladies could wear anywhere but still feel comfortable and sexy. .