Novel & Cerita Psychotic Smirk

I say and he smirks. For fuck's sake. I grit my teeth uncontrollably. I really hate it so bad when he smirks like that. It always means something. Something bad, something mysterious, something dangerous, something.... Not so good at all and I don't want to see anything of the sort. God!!! "We shall see." Crap.

It looked really creepy. He raised a human hand. Seeing Ms. Anastasia, he gave a terrible smile that made all his teeth visible. His lips stretched unnaturally wide, revealing a row of yellowed teeth that looked like they hadn't been brushed in years. The corners of his mouth turned up in a sinister grin, and his eyes glinted with malice. It is a smile that sends shivers down the spines of those who see it, a smile that promises nothing but trouble and pain.

No-freaking-one should be disrespected. Then, all my uneasiness was replaced with anger, like how I want to slap some respect and manners in him while he talks to different men with a easy going smile, which is obviously fake. Because I can easily notice the tic in his jaw time to time like his jaw has starting to hurt with all this. And, he is not even a big fan of smile. He prefers, scowling, expression and yeah, freaking snapping, like he has every right to. I shift my attention back to Lucas who is sitting with me.

Like he was born to ruin the peace. He walked through the boutique’s glass doors as if he owned them. Like chaos incarnate, here for a leisurely stroll through velvet and lace. And then he looked at me. Smirked. That smirk. The same fucking smirk I hadn’t seen in years. But one that haunted me more often than I’d ever admit. Arrogant. Mocking. A smirk that always came with destruction trailing behind it. My throat tightened. My blood iced. My heart… just paused. Just for a second. But it was enough.

My wolf growled threateningly at him, causing him to look up at me with that same stupid smirk. “Is this guy an idiot or what? Does he want to die at my hands tonight?” I thought within me as I weighed his reactions. I grit my teeth in anger, clenching my jaw tight as the dumb smirk remains plastered on his face. I want to smack it off with a punch while kicking him so hard until he goes unconscious. He doesn’t change his disposition, even with all the anger and fury on my face.

I spit, my voice edged with venom. He tilts his head, that lazy, infuriating smirk curling his lips. “What do you think, smart mouth?” I let out a dry, humorless scoff. “I think you’re nothing but a psychopath who needs serious help. Maybe a psychiatric ward. Before you completely lose what’s left of your mind.” A low chuckle rumbles out of him. He starts walking toward me, steps after steps, steps that make my pulse spike despite myself. I’m bundled up, restrained, completely at his mercy, and he knows it.

But he asked with a deep and raspy voice, and his eyes held such hunger that made me want to be his meal; a meal he could spend hours after hours devouring. …so I shook my head. “No.” And he gave me his hot menacing smirk as he spreads my legs apart. The smirk... I didn't need a translator to know it means ‘I’m gonna wreck you, and you know it.’

I feel instantly sick with the wave of change that happens so obviously. He closes down all hints of emotion and that blank face takes on an eerie smugness. He smirks, rubs his thumb deliberately and slowly over his lip where the bottom of my palm caught him and looks at me in the most wrathful way I have ever seen on any face in my whole life. Cold, sinister and calm. His calculating brain devising a plot to make me suffer. I swear that’s what I summarise in that expression.

I scoffed mockingly as I stared right down at him, “Guess you would just fuck anyone, huh?” That annoying smirk of his only grew larger, “Ohh come on now, you don't really think I'm like that right?” he asked, giving off a somewhat betrayed l look as though he were innocent or something His smirk swiftly came back on, “This is what you call a test drive kiddo,” he said, his eyes still on me as he suddenly dragged the dude's mouth away from his cock, the cum spilling over the guy's face as he gasped for air, yet seemed to be ecstatic about it.

He smirked wildly after seeing my attempt to get free from him. "This vicious mouth of yours," he said with the same smirk while glancing at it. "One day I'm going to tame you my wild cat and make you my pet who wiggles her tail at her master's command," he said with a big evil smirk. His words just increase the want inside me to murder him with my bare hands more. "Get the fuck off me," I said while moving my wrist and I was successful in getting them free putting my hand on his chest I was about to push him but he immediately stood up with his hands behind him.