Kim K Gyatt Novels & Stories

I watched the other members. I saw Kyle, wearing an earpods, with his eyes closed. Let me tell you something about Kyle. He's the best leader of all. Good in english speaking, genius, kind hearted man. He's a total package. A husband and a boyfriend material. If he's a girl? I would probably date him, but no, he's meant to be a Kyle Kim, to be part of the M7. I shifted my gaze to Cody, he looks cold and unbothered, but he has a soft heart. He's cool, the best rapper. I also turned to Nathan, who's peacefully sleeping like a prince.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.