Levi Miller Shirtless Novels & Stories

My trousers were unbuttoned and the open belt sagged unceremoniously, stuck to my thighs. Ah, Milly needs to be punished for her accusation against me when she saw Charles fall down the stairs. "I still can't accept your report me to the police!" "Levi... let it go!" Milly raised her wrist, but it wasn't that easy to get forgiveness. "You need to be rewarded accordingly!" Her thin overalls were surprisingly easy to rip off, leaving behind underwear that might be tempting to other men. "Not like this, Lev!" Milly cried. What a mess. Her clothes, her hair, her makeup. Is this too scary for a woman?

It doesn’t really hurt, but it is uncomfortable and weird, especially knowing what they are doing and why I can feel it. Levi can clearly see the discomfort on my face, so he decides to do what he does best: talk. "Do you remember way back in the days, when you came in to shoot the show wearing that oversized t-shirt and pajama bottoms and your hair was up in a messy bun?" I smile and answer, "Unfortunately, but I am surprised you do. Not one of my better-dressed days, I had overslept… also way back, it’s not that long ago."

I had never been the sentimental type—but Lillian made me want to carve down the stars if she asked for light. With one last lingering glance, I slipped quietly out of the room and closed the door behind me with the softest click. I moved quickly toward my own room, my steps soundless on the hallway floor. I needed to dress properly. Walking around shirtless in only sweatpants wasn’t just undignified—it was out of character. But she had liked seeing me like that. I’d seen it in the way her eyes lingered, the way her fingers traced the tattoo across my chest, the way her lips parted in awe. If that look ever meant happiness for her, I would walk shirtless for the rest of my goddamn life.

I said, my voice cracking slightly. “I know,” he murmured, he turned toward my mother. “Mother, I have some things to take care of. Dad’s already there. See you both later.” He leaned down, kissed her cheek lightly, and then—just for a second—his gaze flicked to me. I couldn’t stop myself. The words slipped out before I could even think. “You’re…apparently half naked?” He froze mid-step. “Yes, Levi,” he said slowly. “Mostly like this. Can’t keep all these gorgeous abs covered all the time, you know. How else would people drool over them?”

Millie's P.O.V. I found him at the tool shed, looking at his motorcycle just as Alison predicted. He was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt that showed off his arm muscles. He must've been regularly working out to maintain his body that way. I could see why girls liked him so much. I hated to admit, but he was really hot. Not that I am attracted to him or anything. So he had been home this whole time. Why didn't he come to say hi or texted me? Rude.

Athena and Mallory thought they had seen it all, not until they saw some shirtless men in the field, wearing loose pants with sweat tricking down their upper bodies. Mallory gulped down the saliva in her throat as she saw some of the men bulge in their loose pants. “Did you see that?” Mallory asked Athena beside her in a hushed tone. Athena saw the men displaying their abs and six-packs on the field with sweat trickling down their bare bodies. But she was barely affected.

"Clean off your body with sand. Call us back once you are dressed." "My shirt?" I asked as I held up the ensanguined shirt. For some reason, I felt the desert camouflage pattern was ruined. "He can go shirtless," Priya suggested quickly. Mona and Rachel nodded. 'Showered in pig's blood'...I didn't recall seeing that on a Cosmo sex quiz. I shuddered to think whose sexual survey would...oh, right, it was on the Satan's Sluts' To-do List.

“If you ask me he’s a drama queen. Can’t say I’m eager to play nursemaid though.” Levi let’s our a soft laugh as he sets the watering can down. “Sounds like a harmful.” I shrug. “Tell me about it.” He motions to the couch, “wanna get started?” No. I want you to put a shirt on actually. Like he heard me, he says, “give me a sec to throw a shirt on.” I drop into the couch, flipping open my notebook. After a few seconds, Levi comes back in wearing a clean shirt.”

So tonight, Emily directly won four male reporters. Now, the reporters below, who initially questioned the show's authenticity, were immediately silenced, and they have no face to continue to delve into. "Levi, at the end of the last episode, you took off your shirt to reveal a beautiful body, immediately gained a lot of fans. Everyone is very interested in your abs and chest muscles. Let's take a closer look. your good looks?" At this moment, a female reporter changed the subject, suddenly aiming at Levi's good body hidden in clothes, her eyes flashed.

He wasn’t shirtless like the others, and Vero felt disappointed by that. “She’s buying lemonade.” Lev took off his black sunglasses and tucked them into his shirt collar. Vero was startled when she realized Lev was looking at her coldly. Did she do something wrong?