Novel & Cerita Lightning Mcqueen Face

For a moment, the entire world seems to stop. The floodlights from the excavation pit blaze across the pier, illuminating the second car like a spotlight on a stage. And inside the driver’s seat—a man slumps forward against the steering wheel. Marcus squints, then slowly exhales. “Well. That’s… extremely not good.” My heart hammers violently. “Why?” Marcus doesn’t answer immediately. Because he’s still staring at the face inside the car. The face I recognize too. The face that shouldn’t exist anymore.

He has the most deformed face that is an awful grey with veins that are protruding. Connor only looks at the rest of us, "Oh, fuck."

The window remained winded up, I pulsed my lips then smirked evilly, I bent down to remove my heels and that was when I heard the door being opened making me stop my movement, I looked up angrily but stopped in shock when I saw the face. My eyes widened in surprise, I looked at the car and the tall man standing in front of me who had an evil smirk on his handsome face, “Hello Miss Micca! Long time no see? It seems you still haven't been able to tone down your wild lifestyle. Still as fierce as ever.” He said then laughed wildly. I gritted my teeth looking at that handsome face that looked pale and attractive but still can't be called feminine, “Mark Louis…”

– kick. - YES! McQueen and Sally – he shouts excitedly and I watch as he takes the carts off his back. "Wow, you're going to let me play with you, aren't you?" – I purposely make the biggest face of expectation and he vibrates even more in the place. — Of course, I brought Sally to you, because she's the prettiest of all – I smile taking the light blue cart that is extended towards me and imitate the roar of a powerful engine encouraging you to do the same.

Kai nodded his head with a small smirk playing on his lips. Liana closed her fist. Just the smirk is already enough to annoy her. If Kai just doesn't look that good today, she would've gotten mad already. "What happened to the solid no yesterday?" Kai raised a brow, making him look like what he is according to his employees; intimidating and strict. Kai wasn't so happy seeing Liana's wrinkles. Stella rarely reacts that way. But stupid because Liana's not her. Liana made sure she'll control herself. She needs to get the job, even if it means seeing Kai's irritating but gorgeous face.

I am not used to such foul language and him speaking it to me is a kind of surprise. “Get the hell out of my trunk. See how you have soiled it." He adds. I can tell that he values his car more than everything else. I try to move but I have no energy left in me. Even the little energy I would need to cry is gone. He looks at me with a sneer in his face and I look back with those eyes that say that I don't care, I am resigned to my fate. He shakes his head then summons someone by beckoning.

The man seated behind the wheel turns slate grey eyes to me. His huge hand palms the back of my head and I start to reach up in protest when he runs his hand through my hair gently. "No concussion," he says in a smooth baritone, withdrawing his fingers while my face flames. I drag in a breath and sit up. Then wish I hadn't. The windshield is completely destroyed, the rowers broken clean at the hilts. I lean forward, the sun rays connecting directly with my face like I'd just peered out a damned balcony. I turn to Malcolm and snap, "What were you thinking?!"

“Really?” “Well, what’s wrong with that? It was believable.” She smirks. I narrow my eyes. “And what part of me looks like a mastiff?” “Well, I don’t know. I think you’re losing some elasticity in your face, it is getting a little droopy.” “Have you seen your cheeks, Ma Chérie?” I mock as one of my men passes me the car key. Milena swipes them from me. “I want to drive. Come on.”