James Franco Smile Novels & Stories

Dawn suddenly rolled her eyes because of her thoughts. And it’ true that James is smiling while saying those things with Xio, he’s almost grinning though, that makes him cute. Well, James is a handsome man, he has this thick curved eyebrow that help his expression more serious, aside his dark eyes. That pointed nose complement with his sharp jaw, specially he goes sideways also his red lips. “What?” Xio asked, her head snapped at Dawn and back to James. “Forest? Do you mean the prohibited forest or the other one that hunters usually go?” she really curious to know.

"I like your smile." That one caught me off guard. I raised my eyes towards his face and arched an eyebrow at him. "Come again?" Is my hearing alright? Because I think I just heard him say something weird. The guy smirked and offered me his hand. "My name is Aelfric Beaumont. And I like your smile." He said again. What did he say? His name is Prick? Well, that's not cool.

Out of the band, their hair was shortest, not quite getting into their eyes. “Ignore the folic-ly challenged, Em. Champagne?” James, whose hair definitely regularly got into his mouth and everywhere else, which was why he was currently rocking a messy man-bun brought out a piccolo bottle and popped the top, handing it to her. “Classy,” he said when she took a swig direct from the bottle. “No different than drinking a beer from the bottle,” she pointed out. “Hey, not criticising. I love a woman who is not afraid to dispense with the niceties,” James replied laughing.

I said, a subtle mischievous smirk playing on my lips. Yeah, I was tired, but it was because of Kayden, who drained my soul and energy last night. “I’ll treat you. What do you want?” I said to make it up to him. Franco’s an orphan, so he has no one to celebrate his achievements with except me. I see him as a brother, so he’s like family to me too. “When?” “Today.” “Today?” I nodded. “I have work tomorrow, so I’ll be busy.”

So far, it’s between Lucien and Diego but my bets are on Lucien. "Actually, this time it was all four of… as you would say ‘men in your life’ " He smirked pinching a slice of my toast and taking a bite of it. “You did not just steal my food” I shook my head unable to hold the soft laugh that passed my lips at his mischievous grin. This is one thing I like about James. He's not overly serious, his company was one I had always enjoyed, he's playful and honestly someone I would call a friend.

His second in command Franco looked up from his computer and grinned at him. ‘Sembra che tu abbia bisogno di un Boss di rilascio’ [You look like you need a release Boss] Romero grimaced, ‘Cosa abbiamo?’ [What do we have?] Franco’s grin widened, ‘Vieni proprio in questo modo Boss’ [Come right this way Boss]

I almost admired it. “I am not,” I said coolly. James's smile widened slightly, just enough to be insufferable. “Of course not,” he replied. “Just making sure your face didn’t lock up. It’s rare to see those muscles working in… that direction.” I scoffed under my breath, turning my gaze to the window again. But the grin tugged at my mouth again, stubborn. “You’re speaking a lot for a man who once told me silence was the key to professionalism.”

That couldn't be right. James' lips curled into a sardonic smile. "You don't seem thrilled. Having second thoughts?" As if. I forced a laugh, bright and brittle, stretching my lips into the widest, fakest smile I could muster. "I'm ecstatic! I just didn't expect you to actually keep your word for once."

Jasmine returned from Sandro's room and headed for her room, she found Marco sitting with glasses in front of the laptop. With his legs crossed, he seemed to be replying to an e-mail from his colleague or reading a report. "You're awake?" Jasmine smiled and walked over to Marco, who finally looked up with his signature smile. The smile is now more flexible and can make the ice on the frozen continent of the world melt. A smile that made Jasmine tremble and blush. The smile made Jazzy's heart burst with flowers.

Frank said wearing a smile. "I wasn't fighting anyway, see you later Michael, think about what I said," James said and smiled at them before he walked towards the door, Michael's secretary was holding the cups of coffee when he opened the door. "Mr. Stahom" She greeted with her head bent low in a bow when his hands grazed her palm taking one of the coffee. "Thank you for the coffee, keep up the good work Sarah," He said and shot her a dimpled smile before he left the office.