Smile By R5 Novels & Stories

I let it. It is a smile. A real one. The kind that comes from somewhere deeper than politeness or performance, the kind that arrives unbidden and stays without asking permission. I cannot remember the last time I smiled like this. Possibly never. Certainly not in any context I would recognize as my own life. The smile stays. I let it stay. ---

He smacked her ass lightly. He stepped off the table, as Rihanna lay back on the table with a smile on her face and her pussy leaking like a cream-pie. “Thank you.” She said. “You’re welcome.” Said Roger. Rihanna smiled at him. She was really starting to enjoy working at the museum.

"Oh-ok.. I'll come... At.. 4?" "Yeah, final!"he said and smiled. Oh that smile. It's so captivating.

Rohan still maintained his cunning smile. He learned from the Southern Olf nobles that a smile is a powerful weapon in fighting the war of nerves in high society. On the other hand, the Northern's envoys wondered why their Alpha was smiling so often. Because at Northern, everything is delivered openly with courage. So if someone feels annoyed, it will be difficult to form a smile. Like what Rohan is currently doing. Jermaine's face changed into something strange as it was on the verge of agitated and angry, but he had to smile, He certainly didn't think that the leader of a country he thought 'plebeian' could keep up with conversations that used the implicit language of high society.

and her smile her smile she hates but I think it so sexy ooo you know you know I'll never ask you to change if perfects what your looking for then just stay the same and don't even bother if you look ok? you know I'll saaaaay when I see your face there's not a thing that I would change cause your amazing just the way you are the way you are the way you are girl your amazing just the way you are. yeaaaaah When the song finished I was blushing so much my cheeks were hurting.

I smile—sharp, joyless. “Come and make me.”

Blake “You have to smile,” my PR assistant says through gritted teeth. Dammit, I want to be back with Roxy not having my photo taken for the billionth time. It’s driving me insane. Surely the photographer, a wiry guy with dark hair that looks like it needs a cut, and thin metal rimmed glasses clicks away.

she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Amelia's grin grew wider, her eyes glinting with malice. "Let's just say... Mia's precious image is about to be shattered." Ava's face broke into a wide, radiant smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Her lips curled up, revealing perfectly white teeth, and her cheeks flushed with a subtle glow. It was a smile that conveyed triumph, satisfaction, and a hint of mischief.

For Stephanie, that smile was a silent message amid the ordinary rhythm of office life. After this encounter, Stephanie felt as if time had slowed. She returned to her work, her heart beating in quiet celebration. She thought back to the smile over and over. It was a signal that spoke to her in a language beyond words. Even if it lasted only a moment, it made her believe that somewhere beneath his professional exterior lay a softer side.

All the Rose boys have the same charming smile, but they all wear it differently. On Dex, it’s manipulative, sexy…but when Dane smiles, it’s warm and sweet. On Richard…I can’t deny that smile could get me to do some dangerous things, because holy hell is it…hot. I force myself to look away from him. I don’t need this right now, I don’t need… “Congratulations,” I say, my voice tinged with irritation. “Why such a rush?” he asks, his voice carrying an edge of command. I stop at the end of the steps.