That Smile That Damn Smile 소설 & 이야기

He caught it easily, his smile never wavering. "Don't hold your breath," I huffed, unable to hide my own smile. Damien's grin only widened. "For you, Rosabella? I'd wait an eternity."

His hold telling me, he won't leave me. I noticed that a stupid smile appeared on my face again. I tried not to smile but I couldn't help it. At last, I shook my head. "What's wrong," Damien asked me amused. "Nothing." I replied--the smile never leaving my face. -

He's such an idiot if her thinks she will fly away easily. "I hate when you do this." Damien frowned. "Do what?" "Act like you're the only one allowed to be in danger." "That's not what I'm doing." He defended. "It absolutely is." "It isn't." "It is." "It isn't." "You're impossible." "I know." The argument continued, then Damien suddenly laughed. she smiled. Because genuine laughter from Damien Voss was rarer than solar eclipses. "What?" His smile lingered. Small yet Beautifully dangerous.

And then, slowly…so slowly it felt deliberate…he smiled. Not a nice smile. A dangerous one. "Or what?"

The thought flashed through his mind, unbidden and dangerous. Elena walked up to him, offering a slight, respectful bow. “Good morning, Mr. Chairman.” “Good morning, Miss Marquez,” he replied. Then, he did something that made the entire team stop in their tracks. He smiled. It wasn't a shark-like grin or a professional smirk. It was a small, genuine, and unnecessary smile. The employees exchanged awkward, terrified glances. A smile from Damien Black was like a solar eclipse—rare and potentially dangerous.

Smile tried to help him stand again. He bit his molar teeth and toned down his voice to show his sincerity even though it was full of hardship. “They are an evil schemer, but they are not a devil. They had their reasons. They should do a good thing with the power they had, instead, they killed my brothers and sisters.” “I know, I know.” Smile’s face was distorted, and wrinkles formed everywhere. Sleepy nodded a few times. “We will reform them. Please.” “No matter how much I hated them, I still love them. Even though this mouth denies them, this heart is against the idea.”

A smile formed against his lips and he raised his gaze to take in her expression. Rolled eyes, parted lips. Damn it! She looked like everything he would fuck! His hand slipped deeper till they found her wet fold. “Damn it!!!!” He muffled into her boobs, her wetness clinging to his fingers. Isadora’s body clenched at the feel of his finger. Her toes curled, his subtle touch registering in her body in the form of a wave. Damian tore his lips from her boobs, glaring at her with parted lips. “Dripping for me like this… aren’t you just a slut?”

It was clearly filled with rage. Damian turned slowly toward Marchello and gave him a smile that chilled the air. “You must be doing well,” Damian said pleasantly. “To speak so freely.”

His smile sharpened, slow and dangerous. “Well, well. The game just got interesting.”

The kind that never really dies. Then he smiled. A real smile. One I remembered. One from childhood. And suddenly I knew exactly what he was about to do. He was about to embarrass me. Even from beyond the grave. The realization hit seconds before the words did. “Now Damien.” I immediately closed my eyes. No. Absolutely not. Not this. Not today. The room already felt too emotional, too exposed, too vulnerable. I wasn’t surviving whatever came next. Not gracefully. Daniel’s smile widened. Even through a screen, he somehow looked amused. “I know you’re there.”