Lyrics For Poker Face Novels & Stories

Brian is staring him down, not letting the man intimidate him. "How about you take off those stupid sunglasses and let me see you better?" he importunes him. ... "Can you talk? Huh? Can you say at least something? Don't just stand there like a fucking idiot!" he spat. ... How unresponsive the man is, made Brian go on an angry rant.

I hope I can have a good boss, who l can be friends of. A beautiful lady come out in the room. She's taller than me, she's lighter-skinned, with brown eyes and sulky lips. She's an absolute goddess. I can't take my eyes off her, and I'm so insecure of her beauty. This is really quite interesting. I smiled widely but I received nothing as return. This is awkward. She’s so professional and serious. I should pretend, I am not nervous. I just keep smiling. [Poker Face] “Are you Akesha Melody Anderson?”

My heart fluttered immediately when his handsome face was the first thing I could see, staring at me with love and tenderness. He immediately wiped my sweat gently with his handkerchief. I can't help but smile as I smell that familiar scent of his. It's really one addictive scent. "Why are you smiling? Stop or I'll kiss you." I immediately shifted into a poker face. "Hm? So you don't like me?" "What?" "You immediately went into a poker face when I told you I'll kiss you. Does that means you don't like me anymore?" "Yeah, I don't like you."

All lyrics of the music turn into a beautiful melody inside my head. I was once a lost young lady, lost in a sea of selfishness, all I think about that time is myself. I perhaps lost myself multiple times, but being lost leads me to the people who unexpectedly stay till the end. “I've seen the world, lit it up as my stage now, channeling angels in the new age now, hot summer days, rock and roll, the way you'd play for me at your show, and all the ways I got to know, your pretty face and electric soul.”

I withdrew my hand and his eyes shifted on me again before he said, "Aren't my eyes beautiful?" "What?" It came out of nowhere and I was dumbfounded that I almost dropped my jaw. Is he asking me to give a compliment? Wow, I could not believe him. What a lame response after he checked me thoroughly. He still has a poker face that made him look nonchalant so I couldn't read him at all. "So you don't find my eyes beautiful, huh?" He has a darker expression and this time, I dropped my jaw.

He stayed quiet, making me roll my eyes. Well... I might as well sing. "All around me are familiar faces, worn out places, worn out faces. Bright and Early for the daily races, going nowhere, going nowhere—" "Are you fucking singing right now?" He asked with an eye roll. Not bothering to give him a reply, i continued with my singing. "Their tears are filling up their glasses No expression, no expression Hide my head, I wanna drown my sorrow No tomorrow, no tomorrow" He groaned, "Shut up!"

I told myself I need to sleep. NEXT DAY LISA'S POV Don’t make me love you music 🎶🎶🎶 The white foam rose🎶🎶🎶 Why do you keep smiling at me🎶🎶🎶 Making me realize this is a dream🎶🎶🎶 Why is your sad face circling around me?🎶🎶 Really freaky, my heart is mixed up🎶🎶🎶

there was no disguising the disdain in my tone. A devilish smile eased over his face, erasing the shadows of sadness. “You’re focused on the kill, ignoring the thrill of the hunt.” He wiggled his eyebrows, “Haven’t you ever played poker my pet? You never go all in on the first hand.” The chill ran up my spine again. I felt like I’d backed myself into a corner, and I didn’t know where the danger was coming from. What fresh hell was this?

He pulls my face up making me look even more directly into his face. His face starts crotching closer to mine. He continues slowly and finally rests his lips warmly on mine, his hot steamy breath pouring over my face… "I do not care what you want to do with me. I know whatever comes my way from you, I really do deserve it. I was a son of a bitch and treated you like scum. You did everything to please me, but I was too stupid to have seen it." He voiced with a shaky voice that passed so many emotions, like a strummed guitar. His hands are still pointing downwards. His eyes quirked a second.

"If it wasn't for them, do you think you can face me, child?" He emphasized the last word, obviously aiming to get me pissed. I was thankful to my signature poker face, it never gave anything away. "Try me again and I'll let you see for yourself why I'll forever rule New York. I'll show you why even in death, the mention of my name will cause grown men to shiver like scared little chickens. I'll show you what little meaning a life holds to me." I spoke casually, still sporting the empty smile. Luciano's right eye twitched and it was enough evidence for me to know he'd gotten the message.