Novel & Cerita Allah Tarik Seri Wajahnya

The kind that tightened my chest and made my hands curl into fists under the table. Zahir grinned and gestured toward her as he continued speaking to Tariq. “هذا الصغير لديه مخالب. الطريقة التي تنظر بها إلي، طارق... مشاكس. تقريبا كما لو أنها تفهم كل كلمة أقولها.” *(“This little one has claws. The way she looks at me, Tariq… feisty. Almost as if she understands every word I say.”)*

I was pouring tea when Seris walked in. She wore red. Her favourite colour. Her hair was loose and her lips curved in a smile. "Elara." My name sounded heavy on her lips, but she pushed down her vileness. "You look really tired, you should be resting." I forced a smile at my husband's mistress. "The campaign has been long, and every wolf doing what I do should be tired." She laughed now. "The campaign is not long enough. I can do more than this, despite my condition." She slowly rubbed her stomach and stepped closer.

She thought. Alaric’s lips formed into a thin smile as he watched her face etched with seriousness. “I’m fine, Is. Believe me.” Her lips thinned, her eyes now holding his. “I’m sorry I put you through this, I should…” In a moment, he wrapped his right palm over the back of her head and pulled her close, causing her breath to stop. Her heart was beating so fast now. So was his. “You look so sweet when you worry about me, maybe I should get another tattoo after these heal.”

Tara gasped as Farhan cupped her breast, his thumb flicking over her hardened nipple. "She has beautiful tits," Farhan said, glancing at Fayyaz. "I can't wait to see them bare." Fayyaz nodded, his eyes glued to Tara's chest. "As do I, I want to watch you fuck her." Farhan grinned, unbuttoning Tara's shalwar kamiz to reveal her black bra. "Your wish is my command." With one swift movement, Farhan ripped Tara's bra away, freeing her full breasts. He cupped them in his hands, thumbing her nipples as he ducked his head to suck them into his mouth.

“You never smile, you know that? Not once. It’s like you’ve got this permanent scowl etched into your face. It’s exhausting, honestly. Do you even know how to smile? Or did your mother scare that out of you too?” Still nothing. Just those dark, piercing eyes blinking at me, watching, waiting. “Fine,” I said, stepping closer again. “If you won’t do it yourself, I’ll fix it for you.” Reaching up, I grabbed his face with both hands and tugged at the corners of his mouth, forcing him into a rather puppetlike smile. “See? Like this. Smile, Alaric. It’s not that hard.” “That’s better,” I said, stepping back and giving him an approving nod. “You should thank me. I’m improving your image.”

he babbled uneasily before dashing past her out the door. Serena's mouth twitched into a smile as she turned slightly to look after him. He is a one weird man with weird interests. Who licks a chapstick?

Her hands are so small that's tightly wrapped around my bigger one's. "Tariq" she called my name making me clench my jaw tightly. I look at her with a tight smile on my face. I look at her face. God! She's a seductress. "Tariqqq" she whined making me come out of my wild thoughts. I cleared my throat while looking at her. She have this cute frown on her face. "Why are you always looking at my face like that?" She asked me while tilting her face sideways.

Serena patted the back of her hand before removing it, "Being sisters? Our faces don't look like we were born of the same mother, you don't have to attack me so personally, do you?" Caesar was so angry that her face turned red, she always knew that Serena's mouth was very powerful, I never thought that she would still be combative even though she had fallen to this point today, on what grounds? Serena took a few steps forward and turned her head to look at her, ''Where did you get your face fixed? That doctor's aesthetics are obviously not very good, the eyelids look like they were stabbed by a dragon slayer's knife, next time it's better not to go to that hospital."

Immediately she closed the restroom behind her, Tanya heaved a long sigh of relief. She eased herself and cleaned her face with some water, still wiping the water that was splashed on her face spoiling the make-up, the restroom door was kicked open mercilessly. She looked back and met the angry face of Serah Klein. Tanya had expected this much from her. “Hi Miss Serah, Did you come here to sulk or piss?" Serah didn't reply but hissed with disgust and walked to the mirror to redo her makeup.

It was only for a second, as he immediately returned with his gaze on his face. "I feel the same, more than usual," he said, returning with his back to the chair. "Usual?" Taryn arched an eyebrow, frowning. Elhias looked at her and gave a mischievous smile before raising a hand, moved his index finger in a circle and a small whirlpool of wind was created on the table.