Oc Perfect Smile Novels & Stories

He's a perfectionist who likes to do everything in his way. '' Of course, we want to hear your honest opinion tell us what you think about their presentations '' Kevin said turning to Nicholas. '' Alright then, to be honest, Olivia's presentation was a turn of what made you think that the way you presented is the best? tell me some honest comments about yourself ''. '' Well, I thought that making the profit go up will make the loss lower too that's why-''. '' That's why you made the price go up but that's not good to do at all '' Nicholas retorted. '' You need some revisions on it ''.

Her beautiful face look of satisfaction on. While the man just smiled crookedly responding to the treatment which he thought really challenging. "Let's see! This is a good start, Amanda." murmured the man who had been the victim of Amanda's poured drink. Darko grinned at the Amanda’s back and plump butt of the brave woman who slowly disappeared behind the door.

I must make sure I seduce Jayden in anyway I can and make him fall in love with me. I stood up from my bed as removed my cloth as I walked into the bathroom, I was immediately struck by how well designed it was. The tiles were a beautiful shade of blue, and they were arranged in a way that created a mesmerizing pattern on the floor. The walls were painted a calming white, and there were several framed art pieces hanging on them, adding a touch of sophistication to the room.

Once again, as always, her mother blamed her for everything. Diana didn't agree with that. That's why that night she had worn a short silver dress that highlighted every curve of her body, showing off her long, toned legs. Her chocolate-colored hair and green eyes. They made a nice contrast. She was sitting at the bar when the guy she had been most attracted to in college approached her and was now a successful business executive.

(Blake's POV) How do you fake a smile? How do you show everyone that you are okay? The weather was perfect, soft clouds were moving in the blue sky, and the temperature was just right. It was not hot, but not chilly. This was a good time for walking on the shore, snorkeling, or my favorite, scuba diving.

Austin might look cold and quiet, but he was also the one who always caved and gave in to his wishes first. Theo must have really wanted that smart watch because he then shifted his attention to me. However, he didn't use his beseeching look on me this time. He made some assurances and promises instead. I smiled lightly at him and immediately went upstairs to the study to print out an agreement. The agreement said that if I were to buy him the latest smartwatch, he would also willingly do everything I told him.

He held my hand, tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear, and leaned in with little asides that looked like sweet nothings to anyone watching. And I played my part. Because if I dropped the mask for even a second, the whole illusion would collapse. Later that evening, when the music had softened and the champagne was running low, my father finally stood. The room quieted at once, because when Charles Montclair spoke, people listened. He smiled, that practiced kind of smile that looked warm from far away, but up close, it was stiff at the edges. He lifted his glass and let his gaze sweep across the guests.

“You ain’t forty Damon, don’t act like one.” The frown ceased from his face, and his lips stretched out in a small smile. “I like it when you call me that.” Alpha Damon with a smile on his face, that was something I wanted to see every time, I could swear that he had the prettiest smile I have ever since, and he had these perfect straight teeth. I wanted him to smile often, I didn’t know how I would be able to do that, he wasn’t that easy to please. “I wanted it to be a reward for your hard work throughout the week.”

she chastised herself and rose to her feet. She walked up to the mirror and put on a clinical smile to inspect her teeth. The orthodontist had done an amazing job, she had to confess. Her front teeth were just a hair bigger than their neighbors, but not in the comical way they had been for most of her short life. They were straight and whiter than white, just like all of her teeth, and still... she couldn't help thinking she looked like a beaver.

A slow, drawn-out breath fell from my lips. I am just imagining things, I told myself silently. I shook my head as I tried to banish all thoughts from my past and today. I faced my reflection once again. I adjusted my smile until it was how Adrian likes them. He taught me how to perfect my smile. My smile should be an average of forty degrees from the horizontal plane. It took me three months to perfect it. The door burst open again, making me turn around again as my father stood in the room with my niece, who was my flower girl, and bridesmaids who were Adrian's sisters, trailing behind him.