Adam Driver Smile Novels & Stories

Eden replied with a whispering voice. Megan had to hold her breath, as Eden's face got closer and lowered. Not to mention a hand had held her nape, as if not letting her turn away. But before Eden's lips made it to his destination, he paused and smiled grinning. "Why should be tense? I want you to start enjoying it," he said, keeping his face away. Megan's pouting. She laughed. "Who's tense? Moreover ... How can I enjoy it. Many eyes see."

I was thrown off guard,so I shook my head,trying to clear my head and focus on the situation. “I am Noah,Adam's personal doctor,I'd be taking care of your health from now on”The handsome guy said,walking over to his former position. “It's nice to finally meet you”. One corner of Adams smirk rose higher as he slid his hands into his pocket waiting for my reaction. “.. I,.. I am fine”My voice was rusty,horrified by how weak I sounded. Noah let out a hearty smile, “You’d be fine my dear” He told me,his frenetic energy ebbing out.

Ammy smiled sadly, she couldn't help but compare her childhood love to Adom's. "I am happy for you, my new friend. I hope your luck with love will rub off on me. I hope to attract a suitor tonight." Adom gasped and bounced back on his feet, pulling Ammy so that he stumbled. He apologized and handed Ammy a glass of cold refreshment. Ammy sipped at it, enjoying the beverage immensely, taking in Adom's bright personality. Adom seemed warm and genuine, loyal and full of love. He was a ray of sunshine on Ammy's cold winter day.

“Smile. Look like you don’t totally hate him.” I sighed, the air rushing from my lungs in a tired whoosh. “I’ll try to smile,” I mumbled. It sounded as unconvincing as I felt. He didn’t care if I was convincing or not. He seemed to like my words as he nodded. It didn’t take long before we got to the mall as the driver notified us and Adam looked at me with a smile and a nod. Oh this was going to be a long day I thought. Callum didn’t look like he cared. From what I was seeing he just wanted to get rid of me so he would go back to his phone or his company or whatever the hell made him happy.

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Adam immediately walked towards it while rubbing his hair with a smaller white towel. As soon as he saw Olivia's name as the caller of the video call, the corners of Mr. Adam's lips were immediately pulled upwards, so the man was unconsciously unable to remove his smiling smile. *****

Adam shouts from the living room in a voice that really needs help. I hastened towards the hall thinking he might be hurt or something. 'Wow!' He is completely fine sitting on the couch playing a video game! "What is it, Adam?" I snapped. He turned towards me with a smile and said. "Come here soon." Tapping on the couch beside him. His smile always melts my anger. I sat beside him. He threw a joystick at me and spoke without looking away from the screen. "Handle this car while I shoot." He changes the single-mode to a duel.

“Thank you, Mr. Smith. I prefer we keep formality, for now.” He placed a hand over his chest in mock injury. “Cruel. You shoot me through the heart with those eyes, then trample the remains without mercy.” A laugh slipped from me, quick and startled. I could hardly believe one of the made men could be this lighthearted — except perhaps Ricardo. “Can I invite you for a drink, hottie?” Adams asked, leaning closer, his palm outstretched in invitation.

Adam raise one brow and ask to which Elena turns facing him and smiles making him wonder why he has set this meeting when he can spend this evening with her in his penthouse. “Yup. Time to fix yours.” Elena utters gleefully and began wiping the lipstick from his mouth while Adam continued peering at her with pure adoration. ------

Jackson warned in a joking manner, albeit with a hint of seriousness underlying his words. Adams smiled and replied, "Thank you," before walking Clara to his car, parked just across the street. As he opened the front passenger door for her, his eyes conveyed affection, hinting at a desire to kiss her. Clara eagerly awaited his affectionate gesture. "Please put on your seatbelt," Adams said, his expression turning serious. Clara frowned, complying with his request. "You're such a killjoy," she remarked, feigning annoyance. Adams smiled. "Well, that's because there's no joy in dying. But even when you're frowning, you still look beautiful," he playfully complimented, evoking a smile from Clara