روايات وقصص ضمن Enrique Iglesias Shirtless

Folding my arms against my chest, I went inside. It was the day of the party and Enrique is in my room, begging me not t go or even talk to Nikolai but I'm adamant to go, I turn my back to him and stare into the mirror, I was wearing a deep red dress that had an opening at the back and a plunging neckline, the dress is beautiful and I smile,

But how is Mr Altamira related to my Dad and my late grandmother? "No, I've never seen him before. I have never even heard of that name before." I lied. "Okay, one minute……." he brought out his phone from his pocket and searched for only God knows what. Scrolling down his phone he showed me a picture of Adriano shirtless posing for Christan Dior. "This is him." 'Oh my god, he's so hot, he looks very delicious. He looked like a Greek God with those six pack abs and that shiny wavy raven hair.