Playful Smirk Novels & Stories

Then he looked at everyone with a playful smirk. "Good evening, everyone. I thank you all for having me here. Hope to spend a great time with you all. And Miss Watson, I can't stop myself from saying that you are looking really beautiful this evening which is making this beautiful evening more special." He said with the same smirk.

His gaze locked onto mine, and then he smirked. Chills washed through my body. “Not so fast” he said with that smile that was not friendly in any manner whatsoever. “Let’s play a game.”

He said, his voice smooth and with that smirk at the corner of his lips, it was clear he was enjoying the position. “Get ready…” He said while staring at her lips, “... Little mate,”

The corners of his mouth crept upward into a deliberate smirk while his eyes sparkled with playful amusement. “Are you jealous? ” The question struck me with the force of a slap yet I masked any reaction. I scoffed and rolled my eyes while turning my head slightly away from him. Why would I be? ” His smirk deepened and I hated the way my pulse betrayed me hammering wildly in my chest. "You sound jealous," he mused, his voice rich with amusement, as if he found my denial endlessly entertaining. I snapped out the words “I’m not” yet the burning lie seared my tongue as I spoke.

She meets his piercing sharp gaze while taking her time to respond. "Yeah, sure. Now you're talking sensibly" a triumphant smirk carves her lips before a wink caught him off guard. "So, could we have sex now?" her smile is the sweetest while he was dumbfounded. It's too late to realize he has been played by his wife to thwart his plan. ****😏****

It's making me high. "What are you thinking?" His voice sounds playful. I opened my eyes, and I saw him standing beside me in my peripheral vision, watching me with a smirk on his face. I don't get what his smirk is all about. Don't tell me he had fun being kissed by that woman? He couldn't help himself but to smirk so widely because he enjoyed it? Bittirness filled my system as I gulped the lump in my throat. "You should go back inside. You seem to be enjoying the party," I uttered with dripping acid in my voice.

Lethal as a flirt, but he would never harm her. She shot him a look, wondering if she was being stupid or not. Turned out he was shooting her a look too. A smirk appeared on his face as he raised his brow. She looked away from him with a roll of her eyes. She hated how smug he looked. It added to his mischievous aura and, if she was being honest, made him drool-worthy.

I added flatly, swirling the remnants of my drink. Adrian's lips twitched into a smirk, the briefest of movements that could have been missed if one wasn't looking for it. But I saw it, clear as day, and it irked me. "Something amusing you?" My words carried an edge, though I wasn’t sure why his amusement felt like an affront. He shrugged nonchalantly, the movement elegant yet dismissive. "Why are you smirking like that then?" I pressed annoyingly. "Nothing," he replied, but the smirk had not quite left his face.

He had a smile I didn’t like a smug look that was enough to piss anyone off. “Who are you?” “That’s a good question.”

He just looked at me with that calm, infuriating smirk, like he was still in control even when I had his life in my hands. My grip tightened. Why wasn’t he afraid? “Pretty doll,” he murmured, folding his arms leisurely behind his head like he was watching a circus show. “What do you think you’re doing?” That smirk, I wanted to rip it off his face. “Wipe that stupid grin off your face,” I snapped, trying to sound fierce, but I wasn’t sure it worked. “Why should I?” he drawled, tone rich with mockery. “You’re entertaining me with your little display of sheer foolishness.”