Lao K Falling Into Your Smile Novels & Stories

And now that the mask was off, he didn't even bother hiding it. Zachary's eyes widened as his smile froze. His entire body turned stiff and motionless—like he'd been turned to stone. And just like that, a wave of satisfaction washed over me. Tiffany's face had gone ghostly pale. She lifted her chin and spat, "You're lying! You're just bitter about the divorce and making things up!" Then she let out a cold laugh. "Or maybe you think you didn't get enough money and you're just trying to squeeze more out of him."

“It’s just lipstick Sugar. I won’t kiss you without your permission, I respect you too much for that.” I’m blushing a deep red mixed with loads of embarrassment. “I’m sorry, I was just-” I point to the lipstick and sit back down. “Let’s just get on with it.” He nods and presses it to my lips, then runs it lightly over. “Smack your lips for me.” I do as he says but he laughs, making me pause. “What?” “Don’t do it hard like that,” he says, smacking his own lips in demonstration. “Do it slowly so it doesn’t smudge.” Why does he have to say it like that? Like we’re talking about something other than my lips.

With that, he strides out after Deep nods his head to permit him. The beat of the music changes to a very familiar one. This guy knows how to really use his charms on me. FALLING FOR YOU, by none other than the one and only Gia Wilson, starts playing, arousing the musical nerves in me. He sure knows how to work his magic on me. His way around me must be so easy. He pours us the campaign, a wide smile on his face. "Pure Champaign?" I tease when he hands me my glass. "What do you think? That I would mix some drags in it?" He jokes back.

"Congratulations, Mr. Luther, for winning the bid for Zack Snow's 'Faraway Mountains' for 500,000 dollars!" the auctioneer called out. The entire hall erupted in thunderous applause as a spotlight shone on the refined man sitting in the front row. Julian Luther rose to his feet and personally offered the painting to Rachel Bailey, who was seated next to him. Rachel's eyes crinkled into crescents as she said, "Thank you, Julian. I didn't expect you to actually bid on the painting just because I casually mentioned that I liked it."

When Yvette smiled, her eyes lit up like crescent moons, a look that effortlessly won people's affection. But in them, I detected a hint of smugness and calculation. "How old are you?" I asked. "23," she replied. "Then you’re old enough to know what honesty is," I said sharply. Her smile wavered. "I don't understand what you mean." "It's clear. The whole plan was done by me, from start to finish," I said. "You knew that, yet you still presented it as your own. It's called shameless."

he laughs. "Me too!" Mark added, laughing. "Me three," Keane said excitedly. "Can't wait to hold my adorable little Smiles and wife in my arms, oh! How wonderful" he said dreamily. Smiles couldn't help but laugh, feeling lucky to have met him and falling for him. Most especially him loving her, to such an extent. "Will be right behind you!" Derrick said rubbing on Lisa's tummy. Understanding what he means by that, Lisa turns crimson red in embarrassment.

Liam teased, pointing both his fingers and move them like he has his made-up own love rhythm. “Stop you fuck!” I realized that I was, in fact, smiling the whole time so I tried to laugh it off and playfully punch Liam on his shoulders, which made him laugh as well. “Damn, the way Anya made you smile is so-” “Hey! It’s not like Anya is the only one to make me smile! I laugh my loudest laugh when ya’ll are joking!” “No, but like it’s extraordinary for you to smile just for the mere existence of Anya Moore. What has she done to you?”

Another viewer was happy, the greedy one. "Your menu only so so." Mortal stage 5 conceal his happy face, knowing the last card already use by member Lao Camp. "I have a lot." He didn't want to talk much, slowly moving his hand while bit the lips, blood starts to flow like a river and get a cough twice. "Leader!" All the members of Lao Camp help servant 1 back to stand, almost fainted before lying on the ground, a cross-current of chemistry seemed to flow between them.

But I was shocked to see them fighting! Lance started to throw Nic while Nic is trying to choke Lance. “What the hell is going on?!” My shriek caught their attention. They just wipe off the blood on their mouth and they laugh together. Okay, what was that? “Sorry, we weren’t able to see each other for years so that’s a way of greeting each other.” Nic explained when he noticed the shock expression on my face. They’re so weird. Lance just laughed devilishly, what the hell is wrong with him? He seems to have a problem with me.

I can't breathe. A hidden platform beneath the stage slowly lifts her up, like a corpse rising from the dead. And when she sees me, she smiles. Shit. That smile. It’s not just any smile; it’s the kind that takes your breath away, leaving you frozen in place. Her lips curve upward in a way that feels both intimate and electrifying, like a secret only we share. It’s a smile that reaches her eyes, making them sparkle with a mischievous glint, as if she knows exactly what she’s doing to me.