Romans & histoires Oc Perfect Smile

A slow smile spread across my lips as I relaxed against him. Perfect. Everything was finally falling into place.

They’re all excellent but the best save for last and finally the MC called Shanes name. “The long wait is over! Ladies and gentlemen, our supermodel, the one and only Miss Shane Sandoval!” Everyone gave her a round of applause and cheered for her. Shane is the most gorgeous, alluring and elegant among them. She walks with a smile on her face and everyone really loves her. The show continues without Shane knowing that I am here watching her personally. Every model ramped up the branded clothes that are trending in America. Shane wears the most expensive brand of clothes. She looks so stunning in every outfit that she’s wearing for the show.

"Don't say that! How could you curse yourself like that? Get sufficient rest after the surgery, and you'll recover in no time. After all, you're much stronger than Laila." "I'll cook you a seafood feast after the surgery's over. You love seafood, don't you?" Gazing at me affectionately, Simon held my hand and said, "Don't worry. I hired the best healer to perform the surgery. You'll definitely be fine. Once it's over, I'll buy whatever you want for you." Bile rose in my throat. He bought Laila's favorite necklace in advance, yet when it came to me, he'd only make such empty promises.

And though she is almost drifting, a sweet and triumphant smile carves her lips. ****😊****

I smile at that genuinely. " Perfect!"

I smile at him, "It's okay. We just got caught in the moment. It's all professional from now on, it never happened" Nayel smiles, I will never get over how perfect he looks when he smiles, I'm sure the reason he doesn't smile more often is probably that he doesn't want people to get distracted by his perfect features. Perfect is truly the only word to describe his smile, "Thank you" I nod.

To seal their lips and prove dear aunt Gloria, wrong? The voice says, and I fall silent as that indeed is something I would love. *Look at you...* The voice says, and I look at my reflection in the mirror. *How perfect you'd be if you were just a little taller, has a smaller waist, and just little touch-ups here and there... You'd be a goddess. Amber would bow to you, and Damien would worship the ground you walk on. You'd no longer be in your brother's shadow... *The voice says, and I smile broadly at my reflection as I imagine all these beautiful things.

I felt the sudden urge to shower and change my clothes. “I’m heading to class. Once your knee feels better, please leave my room.” I inform as I set down my suitcase flat on the floor and unzip it, getting the supplies I need for class. He propped himself up on his elbows, still laid back, flaunting his perfectly toned body. He smiled and I couldn’t help but notice how perfect his teeth were. It managed to give me a complex and I started wondering if I should get braces on my own teeth. Perfect shape and completely straight- even the colour was close to white, the one I was used to seeing on commercials. I had to admit, his smile really suited his face.

Which so far it appears that they don’t Tanya smiles at me, like she is about to say something crass as her smile twists into the edges of her perfectly high cheek bones. That’s the thing about Tanya, if anyone were to be stalking her she would look good no matter what. Her make-up is rumored to be tattooed to her face. That’s what her followers brag about her eyeliner anyway.

Unlike him, ome hd ethics when it came to fight. Looked. He should take a look. He put both his foot down and assembled his face into ‘the smile’. The smile that made him affable, egoless and oh-so-approachable. His lack of ambition, there was a grain of truth to it, put people at ease. How could a guy with golden-brown locks for hair, baby blue eyes, a winning smile want anything other than a couthy exchange of words?