Sento Takahashi Novels & Stories

I get back my glance at him, but he keeps starring at me. After he finishes introducing himself, the second guy with pretty bright fair skin moves forward and bows at us. "Kon'nichiwa, I'm Takeshi, a half Japanese and Filipino. I'm an editor here as well. Nice to meet you." Oh, that's why he got that skin. He is Japanese. While he introduces himself, I observe him from top to bottom. He is the most stylish guy among the four. I'm slightly fangirling right now as he shows his talent. He knows how to sing, and his voice is very angelic. "Woah!" I am amazed by his singing and the ladies like it as well. After he performs, he looks at me and winks as I notice him slightly bite his lips. I hold m

"I understand, Master Zhou. I'll do it right away." Xiao San nodded and went out. That's right; Zhou Tian is really setting up a long line to catch a big fish. Nobuo Matsushimaand Songdao Youmei were not worth worrying about. On the other hand, Tamao Takeda was a difficult character to deal with. Zhou Tian really didn't believe that Tamao Takeda didn't contact Songdao Youmei. As long as Tamao Takeda showed up, everything would be easy.

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.

Our eyes met, and Lorenzo was already sunk into the jacuzzi. His strong, defined torso rose above the foam and warm water. My eyes devoured his sexy tattoos, every flex of those hard muscles, following that trail down to his groin where the shadow of the biggest prize was already rising under the surface. “I’m glad you like what you’re about to eat,” he said shamelessly, in that wolfish tone that made my nipples tighten even more. He smiled sideways with that cocky ease I didn’t know he had, but he kept showing me more and more.