Kaos Polos Oversize Novels & Stories

The sun was hot in the afternoon when Jessie arrived at Beauty's home, her face brimming with excitement. It's the reunion day, and she seemed more eager than Beauty, herself. Jessie bounded up to the door, pressing the doorbell repeatedly and impatiently. Behind her, Kai, the male makeup artist, stepped out of the car. He wore a fitted pastel pink crop top that hugged his slender frame, paired with high-waisted black trousers that accentuated his long legs.

The argument was legally correct. Velvera knew enough pack law to understand my limits. “I am not searching,” I said. “I am asking you not to move one item.” “And if I refuse?” My Alpha dominance filled the room before I intended it. Velvera’s wolf reacted, forcing her gaze down. “You will not move it.” Her hands curled at her sides. For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then I stepped closer to examine the cloak without touching it. The embroidery along the lower edge was unusual. Dark red thread formed small pointed flowers beneath curling black vines. The stitching looked handmade, not produced by one of Ironclaw’s common tailors.

Our mates were looking for yummy tonight. Kyle was in a white polo shirt with some tan pants. He colors coordinated Sam to a tea. My mates, being their usual God-like sex-stud selves, took my breath away with every outfit they wore each day, but this was something different. I had never seen them dressed........relaxed before. Ares and Adonis both had on black jeans, but Ares wore a green polo shirt, while Adonis sported a yellow one. Ares's jeans were blue, but he had on a purple polo shirt. Their hair was messy and sexy. They know how much I love their curly hair. They looked like they owned the place.

Tucked inside was an oversized, plain black cotton polo shirt belonging to one of the brothers, probably Damon's, considering it came down past my knees a bit like a tunic dress. I pulled it over my head, breathing in the faint, distracting scent of cedar and dark amber that clung to the fabric. It was huge, but it kinda brought out my frame completely, hanging just low enough to make my fat ass noticable, my hip and thighs stretching out beautifully out of it, although it covered more to what I used to wear at the Velvet Eclipse and was infinitely more comfortable than million-dollar silk. ** The next morning, the sun barely broke through the city fog when Kai tapped sharply on my door.

We poked fun at our past outfit choices as we made our way to the store I previously mentioned. The sound of what I assumed was Russian music invaded our senses and a blast of freezing air rushed at us. So far, I was impressed. The interior was that of punk rock with foreign influence, mostly Asian. I spotted a pair of black denim overalls with colourful patches in designs of symbols varying from my little pony to black lives matter and bleached spots. I made my way over to them as if called, they were absolutely beautiful and a size too big, which was perfect. ''I could see you in this with a long sleeve shirt under and one clasp undone, maybe a pair of platform boots,'' Kevin said and held

My custom-tailored black shirt clung to my chest from the summer humidity, sleeves rolled up to show the expensive watch that cost more than most people’s cars. Behind the counter stood the cutest little thing I’d seen in months. He couldn’t have been more than twenty-one — slim, golden-skinned, messy black hair falling into sharp dark eyes that lit up the second they landed on me. His name tag read “Kai.” The store polo was two sizes too small, stretched tight across his lean chest and showing a strip of smooth stomach when he reached for something on the top shelf. Low-slung black jeans hugged his narrow hips and the perfect curve of his ass.

Even after his friendly behavior toward me earlier, I simply couldn’t trust him fully. There was something hidden beneath that smile. Something dark. I instinctively searched around for Alpha Kingsley next. But he was nowhere in sight. Then suddenly— The western entrance exploded into loud cheers and commotion. I turned immediately. And there he was. Alpha Kingsley. Dressed in a long black royal robe embroidered with golden dragons and ancient werewolf symbols, he walked forward slowly with one hand casually resting behind his back. He looked less like someone entering a competition… And more like a ruler taking a calm stroll through territory that already belonged to him.

I do not know but he’s appeal caught me or maybe just because of the makeup or the twist of his cloth. During the whole performance, he was dominant. After a slight ramp, the production number ended immediately and the next portion is casual wear. I ran to the dressing room because Gio needs to change. Since I am his handler, I am the one who decides what I will wear to him. Because it's casual wear, I want him to wear something simple. I pulled out a striped polo shirt from Lacoste. This is what EXO Kai’s wearing at the airport. Its color is beige nude and has black, white, green, yellow, and red lines as details. As for the pants, I brought suit trousers from H&M colored brown checked. I g