Novel & Cerita Smile Obsession

She also learnt to control her diet, abandoning her old habits. In the afternoon, an image consultant arrived to teach her how to speak, walk, and even smile. “Your smile is too sincere. If you want to keep people from guessing your heart, practise your cold smile. A smile that can make others feel intimidated.” Olivia stood before the mirror, trying. At first it felt awkward, but gradually she found the rhythm. Her smile changed—not fragile anymore, but mysterious. A smile that could both captivate and terrify. Oscar, watching from the chair, merely smiled with satisfaction.

Because her laughter was all that mattered. I’m obsessed with it… so fucking obsessed with her smile.

I looked up at her with a small frown, “I’m not a clown face, you creep.” “Yes you are,” she argued, “you’ve had a smile permanently glued to your face since you got back this morning and that definitely makes you one.” “You’re just fishing for gossip, we both know that,” I rolled my eyes at her. She didn’t deny my claim, in fact, she proceeded to prove it. “And so? I just happen to know that that wishful smile you walked in with is a sign of nothing other than peak sexual satisfaction, and I need to know the tea!” she clapped, her eyes practically popping out of her head and filled with curiosity.

She smiled as she mouthed the words in an unintentionally loud tone. When one of the female interviewers said, "You should be registered for a smiling class before coming to Ooks first hotel for a job interview, you smile like a donkey," the other interviewers started laughing as well. This time, the interviewee joined in on the fun. She bowed her head and scratched herself in shame, her smile gradually disappearing from her lips.

"Don't look so happy! You're acting like you've already won the lottery or something." He grinned - that damn grin - and pulled me closer to him. So close I could feel his heartbeat. "Tonight, I'm the luckiest man alive." Then he leaned in, his lips brushing a soft, slow kiss against my neck. A shiver ran down my spine. I giggled, my hands lightly pushing against his chest. "Ethan..." He laughed against my skin. He slowly spread my legs apart, He kissed from my laps to my inner thighs sending waves of shock into my body .His face was already digging into my exposed and swollen clit ,His beards were wet, I was already dripping wet.

Cristine doesn't like feeling like a prey when she's with Tristan. "Well, your tone isn't exactly pleasant." "For the time being, I'll take it," Tristan said with a lovely smile. Cristine isn't sure whether he's mocking her, but she can't deny that his smile had her hooked. For the sake of everyone, he should grin less. It also has the potential to trigger a heart attack. For those that are interested. Even if you don't have Tristan's killer smile, smile. If you can't afford to smile, even if it's free, you're the poorest person on the planet, right?

He's claiming that he's busy all day! "Fine! Suit yourself." I said to myself just this morning to ignore his presence but... That's a really difficult thing to do. *** With a sigh, I stretched my arms as my back was in pain since customers won't stop barging into our shop. Customers keep flooding as I don't know why we have that many customers, where in fact, it's not like this every day. But my brow raise as I just realized that we have more women customers than usual. My eyes stared at the broad back of Marcus which is the reason for this good sales. He even attracts women with just his poker face plastered all over his countenance. Even though I warned him to give the customer a welcomin

The doctor complimented as he smiled brashly at them. “I will soon be a mother??”. Ruth asked as she placed her hands on her small baby bump, tears brimming in her eyes,a look of disappointment crossed through her mother's face as she glare at her coldly!.

This was the point of no return. “He has a thing for... well, for breasts and the outside of a woman’s vagina. The labia,” I whispered the last word. “He gets completely fixated. The more you flaunt what you have, the more he’ll be disarmed. He won't be able to think straight. If you can make him forget I even exist, even for a second, I’ll have my answer.” Kim stared at me for a moment, and I braced for her to tell me I was crazy. Instead, she let out a slow, appreciative whistle.

She grabbed her small purse and headed toward the door. Behind her, Amy’s smile melted into bitterness. She hated—hated—that Jenny looked more beautiful than her even now, with all the expensive makeup and hours she spent getting ready. Jealousy burned inside her. “Your life will crumble soon enough,” Amy whispered under her breath. “Let’s see how long you last with a monster.” Amy breezed past her family, waved goodbye, and drove off without a second glance. Jenny, Robert, and Emma entered their car moments later.