Playful Smirk Novels & Stories

Was I blind or something? "Why?" I implore, and he smirks for the whole world. Well, that must have stroked his ego pretty ticklish. He is brimming rubicund from ear to ear, his grin pushing his lips to the furthest corners. I have never seen such a genuine and beautiful smile. Beh! If only he wasn't smirking at my oblivion! I guess his smirk says, "you tell me, baby. I mean, I am beauty itself, yet you wanted me just as a fucking friend"!

His gaze followed the motion. “Since you seem to know who I am..." He broke the stillness. “It will be fair if I know yours.” "You'll have to try much harder than that for such...privileges." He smiled. A quiet, darkly amused smirk; part masculine arrogance, part undisguised male approval that made my skin prickle. "Is that so? You play these games often, then?"

I agreed, and he smiled. Not a smirk, but a smile. It was hard to breathe for a moment. His smile lit up his entire face like Christmas. It was so different from his signature trouble-maker smirk. It was warm, and something about it made me feel at home.

I retort softly. His mouth curled into a devilish smirk that could make any girl drop her panties right then and there. “And I’ll finish it, so don’t test me, malyshka.” Damn.

I had to control myself from laughing because I knew she was serious. “Well wife, my lips are perfectly fine so I don't see a reason not to use them”. I replied with the smirk still on my face in a bid to tease her. God, how I love teasing her. “Alright then, it seems like you're better. I'll take my leave and when you're done smirking, you can call me”. She said as she stood up, pretending to be annoyed. I decided to play along. “No no no you don't have to go, I'm still sick remember? I won't smirk at you again….for now”. I said, trying to pout but I wasn't sure I was getting the look.

It brightens their heart and makes their day. Am guessing same can be said and ascertained towards the all popular so called alpha Ron. He pull my pony tail further backwards. Am forced to raise my gaze. They again encounter avs collides his. Nothing really is changed. As always, his expression remains neutral and hardened. No emotions. Forever hardened, intimidating and threatening. He unexpectedly smirks. An akward smirks. My eyes broadens and twitch. Those ain't no mere smirk. They're extremely devious.

I wаѕ not in thе ѕlіghtеѕt bіt аmuѕеd, I wаѕ about tо blоw. “Sау рlеаѕе аnd I will,” hе аnѕwеrеd ѕmіrkіng. Ugh, I wаntеd tо knосk thаt smug smile оff hіѕ fасе ѕо bаd. Hеrе wе were back tо playing thеѕе сhіldіѕh lіttlе gаmеѕ hе ѕо еаѕіlу got a thrіll frоm.

I poke my tongue out at him, and he smirks and purrs before closing it again. This is going to be a fun game.

He winked, a smile stretched to his lips. “You better not or just simply don't try to hear my thoughts again.” He only replied with a playful smirk. Is that a yes? Or maybe not.

he stated, with a mischievous smirk at the edge of his lips. What the hell is that smirk? And why does he look more delighted than us, who are affected by it?