Novel & Cerita Anuel Shirtless

Ana leaned against the door after she closed it. This was the first time she’d ever been curious about what a male looked like without clothes on. Really without clothes on, not just removing his shirt while he trained. George probably didn’t know that she’d secretly watched him train in that state of undress. But now Ana wanted to peel it all away and see everything up close and personal. Have the entire experience.

I replied. "More like antique." "Shut up." She peeked over my shoulder and smirked. 'Aureliano might not be the most in shape, but that face is so worth it.' I turned. Sure enough, Aureliano was shirtless, carrying a cooler, his hair wind-tousled and ridiculous. But then I saw Victor. And holy shit.

__ Yes … I took the backpack off my back and opened it, I took the diving clothes inside, I handed one to him, keeping the other, without shame, I took off my clothes right there, leaving only my underwear and wearing the super tight jumpsuit, when we were both dressed as men they whistled at us. ___ more than cute __ enhances the glutes Aníbal took it in stride, as I got irritated, which culminated in the end of their dull grace. ___ the next one who speaks a s will rip out the tongue...

I watch him get in his closet to change, and I turn to Ansel with a smirk. “I feel so accomplished right now.” “Of course you do, you little psychopath.” “Don’t pretend you weren’t fighting for your life not to laugh, and that you didn’t hate that shirt, even a little.” He lifts his Hands in surrender. “Guilty as charged.” I’ve hated that shirt since I first saw him wear it when he and Ansel came to help me train by the riverside. I mean it’s a pretty nice shirt, but the obscene inscription makes me want to burn it every time I see it on him. What do you mean by “All the ladies…take them off for me”? I’d tolerate it if it ended at that and left people wondering what the meaning was, but no.

Declan stood at the island, shirtless again, dumping protein powder into the blender like he owned the entire building. “Rule one.” I yelled over the noise “Shirt On, Now.” He turned the blender off and grinned that cocky, panty-melting smirk. “Rule two, you don’t get to walk around looking like that and then demand I cover up. Those shorts are illegal, Savage.” He shot back. “These are standard athletic wear, you Neanderthal.” I grabbed an apple from the ridiculous fruit basket the sponsor left and hurled it at his head. He caught it one handed, took a bite, and winked. Before I could launch something heavier, my phone started blowing up.

I ignored Jenna and focused back on the man meters away from me. Aidan had on a plain white round-neck shirt, paired with loose sweat shorts, exposing his muscular legs and arms. Tattoos covered his exposed biceps, and I inched to have a closer look or a bite. I cautioned myself against any filthy thoughts, but my wolf only purred in defiance. He completed his dressing with white sneakers and a pair of socks that were a little above the ankles. A single chain was on his neck, finishing off his dressing. He looked freaking handsome, hence the females that were currently dropping their panties in his direction. My wolf growled possessively against them.

Everyday you come into work looking like a model 🤮 Alanna🥺 Thank you? Nikolai‼️ I wanna show off too 😔 Alanna🥺 You can wear anything you want tonight! You, Asher, and Wilder Asher🗿 I'm going shirtless then 😏 Mr. Carson Mr. Pierce please don't Wilder✨ Haha can't show off your imaginary abs 😝 Asher🗿 Well I'm sorry wilder that we're all not like you 😑

I’m not going to disappear because of a misleading headline. He looks at me for a moment before slowly nodding. — Good, then let’s get dressed, breathe, and face the world. In the bathroom, I tie my hair back into a ponytail. I choose a dark, sober suit. No makeup. Nothing that attracts attention. But even by erasing colors, I feel the weight of the gaze awaiting me outside. Because today, when I step out, I am no longer the assistant in the shadows. I am the one who makes the heirs tremble. And that… I don’t yet know if it will destroy me or make me stronger.

Damian gulped a little when he saw the baggy shirt he was wearing , that could show Antonio's neck . ' ....Is he......Is he on purpose ? ' thought Damian gulping . " With permission..... " said Antonio and started to unbutton the shirt he was wearing since yesterday . As Antonio unbuttoned the shirt he felt nervous . Damian's body was like an art sculpture , making Antonio even more nervous . ' Damn it ! Valeria is right ! This guy is a hot hunk . ' thought Antonio trying to finish unbuttoning the shirt as fast as he could .

He was gulping thought his eyes were a mix of anger and fear. “Continue” Angeles said, picking up the glass from the counter and bringing it to his lips. I licked my own, watching my boyfriend sip the alcohol. Damn, he was so hot. The man started to speak once more, me too entranced on Angeles to actually pay attention to him. He was wearing a button down black shirt tonight, a few of the buttons unbuttoned on the top and leaving me too flustered. All I wanted to do was take it off right there and then and touch the gorgeous body. Angeles had an amazing body. Tattoos marked some of the places, me always tracing then and kissing them whenever I got the chance. He was built beautifully, his st