Novel & Cerita Itachi Shirtless

I assured him. “I’m here at a souvenir shop. Will that be enough?” “Hmm, you have to tell me the color of your shirt so that he can recognize you right away,” I told him. “I am shirtless and just wearing a board short and a slipper. Black cap and black sunglass.” Did he have to include the fact that he was shirtless? I took a deep breath while trying not to imagine his overall appearance at the moment, but I could sense from his voice that he was handsome.

“An Alpha walking barefoot, and half naked?” “Well, I've never been one to give a damn about what people have to say.” “Whatever!” He rolled his eyes. The moonlight caught the sheen of sweat on his human form. He was wearing a thin singlet and ‘miraculously’ a crumpled shirt still clung to his arm. With a sigh, he peeled off the shirt.

They all turned their heads to Kian who's jaw almost reach the ground. "You've got to be kidding me." He mumbled. His dada is wearing black fitted suit without wearing any shirt. Just the coat and it was open. Plus, the earrings and the long necklace. His tattoo is also sneaking. "Wow. Bud, you really need to show your abs?" Thorin whispered shaking his head. Calvin just shrugged before turning to his son. He smiles brightly before winking. "Did he just- "Wink?" Theo and Dom said. Kian smirked. He knew what exactly is going on. Thorin let Calvin to say something.

Once I got his permission, I slip inside the room, but then almost turns back when I saw he was shirtless, with just a white towel covering his waist down. He has a freaking eight packs and narrow waist. Muscles budges across his screen, and one directly lay from his waist and disappear into the towel. He is such a feast to the eyes I almost forget what I was here for. I cover my eyes, embarrassed that I had stare for a good while. "You could have told me you're dressing." "I'm just shirtless. Not a big deal." "I'll wait for you to wear something." "Whatever makes you happy." In less than ten seconds, he told me to turn around as he is done putting on his shirt.

People were sparring in groups, but I definitely wasn't expecting the particular sight unfolding right in front of me. Alpha Damon was sparring with another male wolf who was completely shirtless. Even though Alpha Damon still had a white, body-hugging shirt on, the fabric was drenched in sweat, clinging to him like a second skin and making it agonizingly easy to trace every hard line of his rigid muscles.

The room was chilly now that my mate wasn’t pressed up against me and it was a relief. He pulled out a white sleeveless shirt, slipping it on over his head. It hugged his body, molding to his lithe torso. He wasn’t as bulky as William and Lucian, but his muscles were just as well defined. That was the only way that he and Bash looked similar. It made me curious about their parents.

"I want you. I want you inside me." He smirks and takes off his own t-shirt, throwing it aside. He is now completely shirtless, his muscled and toned torso on display. I want to run my tongue over his tats so badly. The Japanese characters on his torso, what do they even mean? I trace the tattoo with my index finger. Mason hisses at the contact.

"Do you have a thing for moping? Cause you've been doing it a lot lately." ‘Lately he says! We haven’t seen each other in days. The audacity!’ I thought, yet said nothing. I blinked. Twice. And then again. Was it hot in here? Or was it just… Well. Every single man in the room was shirtless and glistening in sweat. Except Ronan. He looked exactly as he always did — calculated, composed, not a single bead of sweat trailing down his temple, or anywhere for that matter. It was then I realised unlike everyone else, he was the only one not in training gi. He was in his suit pants. Which told me he might have returned not too long ago.

Shuji asked his friend. "Are you, aren't you?" Akatsuki asked his friend. "Neither. I put that kind of thing in place," Shuji replied to his friend. Shuji stood up and took the clothes he was going to wear. Shuji was wearing a black leather jacket and a black polo long-sleeve shirt. He was also wearing black pants. "Your aura is just an action star? Haha!" Akatsuki pissed off his friend and hit him in the head.