Novel & Cerita Psychotic Smirk

"But I really need to go do some, uh… important stuff." The silence that follows is thick, stretching between us like a taut wire ready to snap. Then— That smile. That smirk. The one that never reaches his eyes, the one that gleams with quiet amusement, like a cat toying with its food. He doesn’t believe me. I can see it. But he doesn’t push it, doesn’t call me out. Instead, his large, calloused hand shoots up, cupping my jaw aggressively, fingers digging into my skin hard enough to bruise.

- she says cynically. - You are the most hateful and arrogant guy! Who do you think you are? He smiles, that smirk showing off his sultry dimple. - What are you laughing at, making fun of me? - I speak again. - I smile because that excites me more, your behavior, your attitude, makes me want you more, that beast that you are makes me hotter. You have achieved what no one else has been able to.

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.

Lucian leaned closer, staring straight into her bulging eyes, and then. A smile bloomed on his lips. It wasn't a human smile. No! It wasn't a normal smile. It was twisted... Empty... Psychopathic. So disturbing that everyone instinctively took a step back.

"Oh? How?" "Despite your craziness, you have an innocent side. When you smile, it's always natural, that's when you are normal. When you're angry, you will have fury in your eyes and it's very readable. When you're annoyed, you just don't talk unless necessary. But when you have gone psycho, it's only when you have a dangerous smile and empty eyes." I talked. He didn't mention a word. "Because of your actions, it's easy to read you. You have a normal side Garcia, it's just that you can't tell when, that's why-" I stopped as soon as i realised i was talking too much.

Today, he looks more handsome than Asher himself. He looks absolutely stunning and his perfect walk adds more of beauty to him. I couldn’t help but keep on staring at him for some time until he passes right by us. He smirks as he passes by us and I just don’t understand that smirk. That smirk is weird. It is weirder than anything in the world. I don’t know if anyone finds that smirk weird but I really find that weird. He moves away from there and to the stage, happy and excited. My lips contracts back as I find so many unusual things around me today.

He took a single, slow step forward, the movement liquid and predatory. Then, the corner of his mouth lifted. It wasn't a smile. It was a declaration. A sharp gasp escaped my lips as the realization hit me with the force of a physical blow. The bastard smirked, and I knew, with sickening clarity, that my life was no longer my own

Just two words. “Found you.” -- -- He smirked. God. That fucking smirk. Like he was amused by the look of horror frozen on my face. His eyes, those dark, pitless eyes darted slowly from my face… down to my stomach. I followed his gaze and immediately wrapped my arms around myself, instinctively protective. He tilted his head like a deranged puppet. Slow. Jerky. Like he hadn’t moved his neck in a thousand years. His lips curled upward, and his tongue dragged across the corner of his mouth like he was looking at his next meal.

“That turned me on so fucking good. “I love watching you dominate. I love it when you take control like that. When you talk in a room full of wolves and make them sit like obedient little dogs. Shit, kitten, keep going. Don’t stop now.” I smirked. And not the shy kind of smirk. Not the girlish, oops-I-didn’t-mean-to-cause-a-stir kind of smirk. No. I smirked like a bitch who knew exactly what the fuck she was doing. Like I’d just bent the whole room to my voice and my mouth and my mind, and now the scariest Alpha alive was getting turned on watching me rip the floor out from under his enemies with nothing but facts and fury.

Can someone wake me from this nightmare? "Are you scared?" I watch as a smirk creeps up the corner of his lips, and I blink my eyes rapidly. "I am your man now, so you should get used to this side of me," His smirk slowly dissipates into a grin, revealing his perfect dentition...