Novel & Cerita Chase Hudson Shirtless

Chase walked down the stairs with a frown. Hailey looked up from the pictures Kol was showing her when she heard Chase's footsteps. Her eyes widened when she saw that he wasn't wearing a suit like he normally did. She had never been opportuned to see him in sweats or anything at all except suits. But today, she was seeing him in them. His upper body was clad in a white v-neck t-shirt while his lower body was clasped in grey sweatpants.

For a brief second, I let myself forget why I was here. Then I took one step forward and I slipped, and then I collided with solid, unyielding muscle. I froze. A strong arm reached around my waist to steady me, and I froze. Slowly, painfully, my gaze lifted. Chase Hunter stood in front of me, shirtless, water trailing down his chest and clinging to his skin like it belonged there. His dark hair was damp, pushed back carelessly, droplets sliding from his jaw to his collarbone. His eyes met mine and his expression darkened instantly. The faint curve of his mouth disappeared, replaced by a look of pure revulsion, hatredl flaring in his frosty grey eyes like a sudden storm.

“If it doesn’t work, then we can try it without.” Chase pulls off his shirt and tosses it to the floor without a care, like this is a normal event. “I’ve already seen you all naked at this point. Might as well make it a team building exercise,” Finley shrugs. “Let’s try with the swimwear first, please,” I say before pulling my shirt off.

Then, he gently dropped her onto the bed, and she bounced, her breasts jiggling enticingly. "Beautiful. Very beautiful." Hudson murmured with a little smirk, his gaze roving over her. Annette's lips curved upwards, a gentle, shy smile as colors darkened her cheeks. Hudson began to undress, his movements confident and fluid. He slipped off his tie, and he unbuttoned his sleeves with deliberate slowness, while his eyes remained on her, with a growing intensity. His shirt fell away, revealing sculpted abs and broad shoulders. The dim light accentuated his chiseled physique.

I did not know why he requested for a change of clothes. He returned my phone to me. I tucked the phone in the pocket of my outfit. Suddenly, Chase tore the clothes that was on his body. The clothes on his body fell like useless rags and he stood before me in all his glory. He was only in black briefs. My eyes widened in shock. "Chase, what are you d-doing?" I asked in incredulity. Now I knew why he asked for Mark to bring clothes to him. His actions was crazy.

Ashton "What the hell are you wearing, Ashy?" Lautner said nonchalantly and immediately walk in my direction, he then turned me around to look closely at the clothes I was wearing. I couldn't help but frown because it feels like there is something wrong with what I was wearing right now based on the tone of his voice. I was wearing a sleeveless shirt and trunks because I plan to swim in the ocean after the Caribbean boys were done with their strip show. I just really want to see naked men dancing on stage, I don't know but I have never really seen such a show before.

“Something about the rhythm of the heartbeat. I don’t think this is enough though.” Archer and I meet gazes. I feel heat rush up into my cheeks. Being shirtless in a car, alone with Archer sounds fun. The screaming baby makes it not fun. Archer doesn’t even let me protest. He unzips his jacket and then takes off his shirt with it. Quicker than I can even process, Archer Hayes is shirtless in front of me again. This time, he’s close enough that I can see each of the ridges of his muscles.

I tease. He scoffs, shaking his head. “Of course I do. Who doesn’t? And what about you—why are you dressed like a homeless person?” I turn to my reflection in the glass wall and tug at the strings of my hoodie. “This… this is what undercover means, Chase. Look at you. Everyone can tell that’s a ten-thousand-dollar leather jacket.” He glances down at it, brow arched. “Well… this is the cheapest thing I own.”

His assistant trailed closely behind. “Sienna Blake.” The man greeted me warmly, extending his hand. I shook it briefly, glancing back to where Ethan and Candice were still caught up in paparazzi flashes. “My name is Trevor Hudson.” He introduced himself and I had to fight my eyes from widening in shock. No freaking way! Trevor Hudson? The three-time Executive of the Year award winner? I couldn’t believe he was speaking to me directly. “It’s an honor to meet you, Mr. Hudson.” I said, managing a composed smile despite my disbelief.

he asked, his finger was lingered on a familiar letter he had inscribed on the pendant. "Huh..." My heart throbbed when I saw Luxious' own name on the necklace I was wearing! The letters were small but it was visible enough to see and read his name. Luxurious cold-blooded hazel eyes greeted me through the large mirror in front of us. "Don't you tempt to grab it out without my approval. I will have my name inscribed on your body so that people will know that you are already owned by someone. Wear it every day, every time, until you perish."