Male Face Claims Novels & Stories

Marcelo spoke with a smirk. Trevor ignored his remarks and replied, “I don't like to talk about my private life with business people.” The atmosphere changed into thick tension. The men around the two young Alphas felt the heat radiating from them. One was gentle yet filled with sarcasm, while the other was their own Alpha's son, the man who knew business more than anyone. Marcelo offered a slight chuckle and a subtle shrug of his shoulders. “My bad!” The meeting went smoothly.

I raised my hand to his slightly rough jaw, noting that he hadn’t shaved in a few days, but still loving the feel of it. "I will," he said. "And one more thing." He reached up to the hand on his cheek, covering it with his much larger one. "I don’t care about the rumors," he said. "I want you to know that they have absolutely no place here." He touched his chest. "You’re genuine." He smiled, his ridiculously handsome face breaking into a grin. "And you don’t have to worry."

“And because someone listened instead of conquering.” Silence spreads, I feel it settle like a held breath. Behind me, the council watches and ahead of me, the world waits. Then someone pushes forward from the edge of the crowd, a man with grey eyes. He’s not council or pack but Something older. He smiles slowly. “You speak beautifully, Beta.” My blood runs cold. “But you misunderstand,” he continues. “The claim has already begun and we will come again.” Gasps ripple. Ryker steps beside me. “What claim?”

He said making a hurtful face. “So this is about me beating your ass?” Kesley asked and giggled. “That doesn’t make you any less of the man you are.” “You should tell that to the crowd who watched you beat me, I’m sure I won’t hear the end of it.” He whined pulling up his bag. “Oh come on, it’s no big deal.” “It is, trust me when I say it is, you’ve given me a debt on my masculinity.” He said pressing his hand to his chest.

“Have you seen him?” A third voice, male this time, let out a low whistle. “Honestly? I don't even blame you. If I wasn’t straight, I'd be in line too.” The group burst into laughter. “I'm serious!” he insisted. “That man is unfair. Like, how are you that good looking and still intimidating? Pick a struggle”I could feel him fanning himself. “Right?” someone else added. “The way he walks into a room like he owns the air”

He had really managed to go against nine people! "This is crazy! It's actually happening!" The red-haired man said in a hoarse voice. If he did not witness it himself, he would never have believed it. The red-haired man gulped. His whole body was shaking. That masked man had not been bragging at all. The strong had just been a vague idea in the red-haired man's head before this. He knew that they were more talented and better than him in every way.

Three men, coming towards me. They were all dressed in huge oversized black leather jackets and only two had facecaps on. The other was wearing a head warmer. "Hey, didn't you hear me call you?" He declared, but I ignored them. The man was finally standing in front of me. "What do you want?" I asked him. I raised my gaze to see his face, even though it was nearly blurry. I noticed the malicious smile on his face as he spoke. "You're pretty. Are you some celebrity?" He asked me.

I didn’t flinch. “That claim,” I continued, “is false. It is fabricated, malicious, and beneath the dignity of serious reporting. My marriage is real. My family is real. And I will not allow baseless speculation to harm them or the company I lead.” The cameras clicked furiously. I turned slightly, gesturing for Danica to speak.

I appreciated the energy. But nothing made me more anxious than the look on Mark’s face as he stepped up to the mic. The noise died down as soon as he opened his mouth. “Thank you all for coming,” he said, voice deep, calm — deceptively steady. “I want to address the rumors, headlines, and accusations that have surfaced over the past seventy-two hours.” My heart beat a little faster. He paused,his hands curled around the edges of the podium. “I will not be denying anything.”

says Gabin and continues "Our dads know you are here" "great" says Falvio and closes his eyes. "Oh my God, you broke your nose?" asks Maurizio through face time. Maurizio and Jaques were still i. Dubai and were face timing Gabin and Falvio. "I say it's an improvement" says Jaques and continues "I'll pay for your plastic surgery. Change your face and chose a better face like lady gaga or snoop dog" "I have a very handsome face. You are just jealous" says Falvio seated in front of the laptop drinking beer.