Ezekiel Elliott Haircut Mga Nobela at Kwento

Lia: “Stay still.” I said, looking Ezra in the eye as he flinched, trying to remove his hand when I applied alcohol on it, wanting to clean it. “I don’t understand why you’re making a big deal out of something that would literally heal in a few hours.” He said, and I raised an eyebrow, daring him to say anything else. The man shook his head at me, and tensed when I reached one of the deepest of the cuts. How he had managed to get them by just punching the man, I didn’t know, but at this point, I wasn’t going to ask.

What did you do to me? " Oh really now, Keisha giggles. That doesn't sound like it's true, you are well known here. What if you went to see a girl, I mean I have heard so many stories about you from Mrs Gavan. Elliot stopped. " She never keeps quiet, Elliot said. I only think about you, He touched her hair letting it loose. Keisha had put her hair in a bun after her long hot and relaxing bath in a Jacuzzi. You look more beautiful and attractive with your hair down, he pecked her nose.

But deep down she’d hoped he wasn't aware because then she would have to face his outrageous jealousy. So what exactly can she call this situation now? A coincidence? “Uhm….” Aurelia shifted uncomfortably in her spot, eyeing Ezekiel's feet that rested carelessly on the CEO's precious desk. “Pardon me for asking…but why are you in the CEO's office?” Ezekiel was dressed elegantly as always, wearing black slim-fit pants, a crisp white shirt, and a metallic tie that made his piercing golden eyes pop. His bleached-white hair was styled in a messy low bun, with a few loose strands framing his face.

I didn’t acknowledge him and just rinsed off all the sand from the day’s festivities. I stepped out of the spray of water. “Can you hand me the shampoo?” He nodded, his eyes bright as he watched me squeeze some directly on my head. Staying out of the jet, I lathered up and he stepped up into the water, rinsing off. “You can use Elliot’s wash if mine is too floral for you. He uses the shampoo and conditioner combo. His hair…” I trailed off, studying Zach for a second. “…well, you know.” “Evie…”

Ezekiel after reaching the chair grabbed the chair laid on it and wore it over his body. Ezekiel's routine was simple yet quiet busy, after waking up before everyone he had a habit of entering his office to make sure all the work of yesterday had been done, he was used to grabbing his sword that had always been secured in his office and made his way towards the backyard to practice, he wasn't fond of modern exercise, he liked pursuing the one his late uncle had taught him, after the dangerous practice, he liked taking a shower and changing into better and clean clothes before having his breakfast.

Together we will take of both of the packs. That evening, Ezekiel came back ten minutes late. I did not mind as I was upheld in a pack meeting. It was right timing as he came exactly as I stepped outside. I was surprised to find him on a bike wearing a black rider outfit. A black shirt with black leather jacket and black denim. He wore high ankle riding boots. everyone turned to look at him as he parked the bike right in front of me. He was a sight to behold as he took of his helmet and shook his head. Few strands of hairs fell on his forehead. “Cherie, I know I am handsome. Why don’t you just take a picture?”

Luna walked like a queen when she went towards Soheila. “Hmm...” Ezekiel hummed when he went beside Hector. He wore a large shirt same as Hector and black fitted pants. He looks more charismatic and attractive with his attire that comes along with his expressionless face.

We walked inside and we both got seated in different chair’s in the salon. “So what do you want to do with your hair?” the hairdresser asked us. I actually had no idea “I want my shave the side of my head and paint the rest turquoise and she” Zoey said as she pointed to me “needs to look professional enough for a job as a secretary.” My hairdresser was kind and showed me several pictures to pick from and I eventually I decided on a choppy pixie cut with bangs. The hairdresser even put in some high and low lights for me and the end result was really cute. Zoey looked really cool too, but I wasn’t going to say anything to Zoey about it. Zoey then took me to lunch where she finally spoke to me

Gosh, what if Ezekiel makes a wrong move? “Chill. Trust me,” Ezekiel said as he smirked. With his wet hair, he looked so hot right now. Ezekiel's masculine chest and toned biceps sparkled in the morning sun, droplets of water catching the light as they dripped down his skin. His wet hair was slicked back, giving him a rugged, effortless look. He smirked confidently, the definition of his muscles standing out even more as he moved, looking every bit like the strong, protective dad that he was.

"Funny. But I don't think I will let anyone touch what's mine." I looked at him. As usual, his hair was a complete mess but it suited him. He's wearing the usual plain black shirt, fit enough to show his toned arm muscles. I could see the shiny piercing on his face and his natural manly scent invaded my nose. I guess he really stopped using that perfume he used to have. “I said I am willing to have her after you. When you’re done, you can toss her to me. Dude, like those old days," Ezekiel said.