Eret Face Novels & Stories

It made his face a bit unpleasant and not too good to look out. "What do you think??" West asked calmly. "I think this bloody shit behind you is your lover!" Erica said with so much confidence. People began to look at West and savage with funny gazes. "What weird looking couples" "The woman is so beautiful but why go for this kind of man?" "What are those red markings on his face?? So ugly" "She was disowned by her father few days ago and she shamelessly hook up with a man,a ugly looking one at that" All the comments came to the ears of west and Erica, savage felt like tearing their mouths apart.

I asked, my voice dropping into a lethal calm. He pointed at my face. “Show me your fucking face. Is that too much for a client to ask?” A slow, chilling smile spread beneath my mask. I raised my hand again. Eric placed a second folder in my palm—this one thinner, but far more dangerous. I opened it deliberately, letting the silence stretch, before sliding it across the table.

Renata said enthusiastically. "Yes, it is." "Bas, look at this," said Renata, drawing a face on the steamy glass wall. "It's me," said Renata, making a smiley face. "This is you." Renata drew a face with pouting lips as she chuckled. "Why am I the one pouting?" protested Bastian. "Yes, your face is always sullen, not smiling; it's scary," she chuckled. "I don't accept it," said Bastian.