Tuxedo Kamen Novels & Stories

Yet, beneath the fabric, her skin still vibrated with the low, restless hum of the ancient well. Kaden stood behind her in the dressing room of the limestone safehouse, fixing the black bow tie at his throat. In his formal attire, he looked less like a warrior and more like an emperor who ruled from a throne of glass. His amber eyes caught hers in the mirror, his gaze heavy with an unspoken, fierce possessiveness that made the air in the room feel warm.

“If this maneuver guarantees your ass materializes at this pavilion so my person avoids enduring this family obligation in absolute isolation, I will authorize the boutique connection. But your ego must refrain from executing a hostile dick script toward her staff. My loyalty actually values Isolde.” My eyes maintained a sideways radar on his profile as their voices traded data. It constituted the initial moment my vision had genuinely inspected his architecture since my boots cleared the asphalt. Beneath those polarized aviator shades, my sight traced the reality that although his throat lacked a formal bow tie, his torso was locked inside a ceremonial tuxedo. The high-gloss satin lining th

She complimented him as she ran her eyes on his tuxedo. “Yes.” Kaylen agreed with Kaylee and Dexter smiled at them. “Really Dexter? Really?” Clara asked, walking to him. “What?” He asked, confused. “A regular tuxedo?” “A regular tuxedo? Oh please. This is expensive as fuck and the only reason why I got it is because you told me to wear something really expensive.” Dexter replied. “What about the one I got you?” She asked. “That? There is no way I am wearing that.” He replied and she rolled her eyes.

It was a gown built for a ruler. The heavy mahogany door clicked open, and the mirror caught the reflection of the man stepping into the room. Knox looked magnificent. His towering, broad-shouldered alpha frame was wrapped in a bespoke black velvet tuxedo that seemed to absorb the ambient light of the room. His dark hair was styled back with clinical precision, the silver at his temples adding a dangerous, predatory maturity to his rugged features. His sharp green eyes swept over my reflection, a look of profound, unadulterated possessiveness settling deep into his expression.

He looked hurt, deeply hurt by someone. My eyes leaves his when I heard an old man announce that it was time for the Luna coronation ceremony. I quickly moved to stand on the stage before everyone. Beside me was Kaden. He was all dressed up In a black tux that clung tightly to his muscular features. His long black hair was gelled and styled to perfection, my best guess was it was courtesy of Kole. His bow looked tight, maybe too tight, I could sense his irritation for the bloody tie around his neck.

, especially the three men wearing a tuxedo, but when the time I saw the man wearing just a simple black t-shirt, the three guys were nothing compared to him. He’s divinely handsome, hot, sexy, and tall but also has an intimidating personality, is stoic, and is a cold guy. He looks screamed power, wealth and danger. I saw the man wearing a grey tuxedo talk to Mrs. white (the headmaster of Colter Academy). The man wearing a grey tuxedo said something that made Mrs White turn her face pale. After she could recover from the shock and fear, she immediately knelt and apologised. The man wearing a black T-shirt said something to both of them. The guy wearing a grey tuxedo steps backwards, and then

Ryan Song came out after wearing a tuxedo which was Royal blue in color and had a white shirt underneath. The buttons of the tuxedo were of diamond and two buttons of his shirts were open, showing his chest a little, making him a lot sexier. "Boss.. You seem like you are out to kill ladies" John looked at him and joked. "As long as you are fine, I don’t mind killing ladies at all" Ryan stood in front of the mirror and said while combing his hair…

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"Cameron? I didn't realize you were overseeing the acquisitions personally today." Cameron stood there in a charcoal-grey tunic that hugged his broad shoulders, surrounded by a phalanx of Steele Industry lieutenants who stood in rigid, military formation. He remained a statue of ice as Lexi approached. His amber eyes flickered past her, landing on me. A shadow of sheer confusion crossed his chiseled features.

Since there were numerous headquarters and subsidiaries in several countries that had a base and a division of their clothing manufacturing companies, in addition to fashion and fashion shows, they were designers, among companies that could make various luxury items with the fact that they were of Japanese origin. They were tall, twins and had platinum, spiky hair, they had flexible, muscular bodies, slanted, beautiful eyes. In contrast to this whole moment, in which she was now an assistant, in which Tamara was leaving with Shoko and Seiya after a sensational and successful parade, towards the limousine, in which she was now, with her legs open, with each of them, sucking her vagina, toward