Nico Robin Smile Novels & Stories

Yet, I dared not voice my true thoughts, fearing the consequences of disagreeing with him. Upon hearing my response, Robin's smile widened, as if my compliance pleased him. "Now, come on, Aurelia," he urged, his voice laced with an almost patronizing tone. "Smile for me, dear. A smile makes you beautiful." His hands reached out, cupping my face in an attempt to manipulate my expression.

Gianna looks around, "What are you so proud of?" Nico's face is hurting because now he is faking the smile. Gianna continues with the knowledge that she is getting under his skin, "You think you are so smart, you probably are but whatever you did, you got caught. So, are you really that smart?" His smile disappears, now it's Gianna's turn to smile. "One more thing," Gianna leans in, "You definitely want to fuck me too," She whispers on his lips. She looks down at his bulge pressed against his sweatpants. She smiles in victory before walking away.

SYDNEY Nico smiled at his phone. That alone was enough to curdle my coffee. He hadn’t smiled in weeks—just paced, barked, broke a glass or two because the world refused to fold neatly under his thumb. But this morning he was… lighter. Distracted in a way that had nothing to do with quarterly reports or a judge’s schedule. Thumb hovering over the screen like he was holding a secret in the blue light. “What’s funny?” I asked, aiming for casual, missing by a mile.

My body wants what it wants. Nico stirs, his eyes fluttering open, and for a moment, we're locked in this intimate gaze. His smile widens, that same infuriating smirk that drives me crazy. "Couldn't resist, could you?" His voice is a low, teasing murmur, sending a jolt of heat straight through me. I jerk back, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "I— I was just checking to see if you were comfortable," I stammer, trying to salvage my pride.

He said, smirking his devilish smile. Nico’s hand slipped around the back of my head and pulled my face towards him. His eyes held mine captive as he slowly brought our heads together. I forgot to breathe for a moment. His lips touched mine, lightly, then he pulled away, and just stared into my eyes. I closed mine and my lips parted slightly.

Nicole smirked. "Deal"

Worthy of that arm around her waist. Unlike me. My throat tightened. Why the hell am I comparing? It's not like Luca even proposed to me. At her feet, clinging to her skirt with small hands, was a much younger Nico. He grinned widely, with his teeth out, although a few were missing, his eyes looked bright and carefree in a way I’ve never seen before. He looked … really happy, it was an inner happiness I had never seen before.

Seeing that, Nicole was stunned, finding herself lost in his smile. 'How could this guy be so enchanting? A single smile of his is enough to make me feel so vulnerable.'

"Why just smile, honey? Are you imagining how to be. . . ow " Irawan then stroked his arm which was pinched by Saskia. He smiled then kissed the face of Saskia who looked at him without paying attention to the gazes of all the guests. Why are you always teasing me? I'm ashamed to hear your request. Just imagine me not yet, let alone ... "

"If I may ask, what's your name?" Gosh, he talks a lot. Having had enough of him I stand up gathering my things and look for somewhere else to seat. I hear footsteps behind me. Quickly I turn around and slam! I thought I hit a wall but no, it was that stupid annoying boy that wouldn't let me be. For the first time since our conversation, I have a proper look at his face. "Hi," he smiles at me rubbing slow circles up and down my arms steadying me. His smile makes me want to, smile. Is that even possible?.