Novel & Cerita That Smile That Damn Smile

A smile spread across my face seeing the name on the screen. Damian: Sleeping? The smile only grew. I typed away. Me: I was about to. Three dots appeared almost instantly. Damian: Liar. Me: Excuse me? Damian: You're replying too fast for someone about to sleep. Me: Maybe I was holding my phone. Damian: Waiting for someone? My cheeks warmed. Me: Don't flatter yourself. His reply came seconds later. Damian: Too late. I shook my head, smiling like an idiot.

"I am done dealing with your pathetic mind games. Take the fifteen million and leave." "Just let me speak!" I pleaded, my voice rising in desperation. "Damian, I'm—" "Hello, Sister." A soft, melodic voice suddenly echoed from the staircase, and my words died instantly in my throat. I looked up in shock and watched as Vivian strolled into the living room. She looked flawless, her slender, model-like frame dressed in a tight, elegant designer dress and She offered me a gentle, pitying smile that didn't reach her cruel eyes.

With a smile. ____

How I wish though. I took off my hoodie and smiled my brightest smile at her. But she is just scowling. "You look beautiful if you smile. Well, even if you don't smile. Umm, I mean you look beautifuller, but no. Not a fuller... But umm, more beautiful. Damn, was that a word? Fuck it! Nevermind." I stammered and I laughed nervously. Damn, why did my mouth let those words out? Fuck my life! Now, she'll definitely hate me more. Ugh!

Smiles jokes, walking away. "Oh really! Before you forget, you are talking to the CEO of Wright enterprise here." Derrick said following her behind. "I know that bit you ain't no match for me. And don't forget you are in my territory, I can easily spank you as much as I want" Smiles said, laughing. "What a cold CEO boss lady" Derrick mutters under his breath. Smiles was able to hear him because of how close they were. "Come again, didn't get you!" She pretended not to have heard him.

I remarked playfully. Carter chuckled under his breath and brought me closer to his side. I rested my head on his shoulder. I’d already done worse tonight so there wasn’t much to feel more guilty for. “Damien decided to give the world his anger for what was done to him, I decided to smile, it’s as simple as that.” “No wonder you smile like such a weirdo” I teased. Carter laughed into the dark night. “Is that right?” He raised a brow then gave me the goofiest open toothed smile I had ever seen. I snorted and burst out laughing.

Damien's voice pulls me out of my head and back to my environment. "Are you deaf or something? Come back here and tell me why you were smiling! "He screams and I smile. Why does he seem so frustrated? "Didn't your fucking mother teach you how to behave around your superiors!? "He screams and all the blood in my face freezes. What did he just call my mom?

She smiles charmingly with a hint of insouciant. "Not cool baby girl that means you didn't enjoy our company especially the hot make out session because I did. I keep on replaying that moment, my favorite part is when you moan our names for more." Damian joins the game which I know he'll beat her. "Damian!" She hides her red face on my shoulder screaming his name in embarrassment. We both laugh at her innocence. Picking up the glass cup filled with cool lemonade, she finishes her last piece of pizza with gusto. She smiles thanking me making it seem like I won a jackpot. With this babyface of a dimple and killer watt smile, I'll always feel like I've conquered the world.

Not something pathetic, for a few seconds, I can’t speak. The city lights continue sliding past outside. Finally, I manage a weak smile. “That’s a nicer way of saying stupid.” To my surprise, the corner of his mouth moves. Barely……But it’s there. A smile, a real one. The sight startles me so much that I actually stare. Dante Wolfe smiling feels like witnessing a solar eclipse. .

My free hand moves to my lower region. I bite my lip as I slip a finger through my fold — just to get the feel of it. I almost scream. Damn. Good thing I’m biting that lip. I smirk secretly, thinking that Damion will make a fortune writing books like ‘Cockiness 101’ or ‘Getting Laid For Dummies’. No, wait, ‘The Smile That Drops Panties’. “Sorry, the what?” he chuckles softly, and I curse my freaking mouth for not using its filter again.