The Man Who Smiled Book Novels & Stories

Couldn't think. The man smiled and this time, it wasn't small. It was wide. Victorious, Like he had just won something she didn't even know they were playing for.

When we reached the cliff, he looked at me. "You are actually smart. But you love danger too much." I smiled lightly. "Should I take that as a compliment?" He blew smoke into my face. "And you are strange too." "Why do you think I am strange?" His face stayed cold, giving nothing away. "A moment ago you were hysterical. Not even ten minutes later you started smiling." I raised an eyebrow. "You do not know what I live through. The people who suffer the most are the ones who smile the most."

It was unlike the previous smiles he had shown me because there seemed to be a trace of warmth in his eyes as if he was really thankful that I was alive, that I was right in front of him. Just how many faces does this man have? After I witnessed how he played with his family even with his own people, I would be the world’s most gullible person if I were to believe in that smile. So many humans had fallen prey to that smile. But not me. “Wait for me in our bedroom, darling. I’ll hurry back home to you,” he said in such a gentle tone as his hands slid inside my dress. And when they were about to reach my panties, I smiled as my nails grew longer. I held his crotch.

I stuttered. “You don’t have to be so scared, I’m not going to hurt you, I just want to be sure you’re fine and you look like you are.” He smiled, showing a perfect set of teeth. He looked tough, lean and sinewy and the very way he smiled at me told me that he’s the kind of man that easily makes friends. Reflected light glimmered over his handsome face like beams of icy radiance and I couldn’t help but smile back at him as I apologized again.

“You’re messing with me, aren’t you? I can never tell when you do that? Why don’t you smile or something?” Why don’t you smile. You wouldn’t believe the amount of times I’d heart this question. I gave him the answer I always did. “I don’t smile.” Simple and short. “But you do.” I looked at him. “Excuse me?” “You do smile. When you’re stepping on the skulls of your enemies. It’s a scary sort of smile.” I shrugged. “Guess that’s the only thing that brings me joy.”

"You’re being weird. Even for a psychopath." I expected him to growl. I expected him to throw my hand off and roar about respect. But beneath my palm, I felt his cheekbones shift. My breath hitched. I could see the edges of his mouth—the cruel, hard line that usually dictated life and death—soften. It curved upward, slowly, into a genuine, soft smile. It wasn't a smirk of triumph or a cold grin of malice. It was… sweet. The most feared man in the country was smiling because I’d scolded him.

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

The thing that shocks me the most is that he smiles a big toothy grin – a smile that is innocent , a smile that did not belong to a murderer. “ There there little one… You need to start getting used to this – because I can guarantee that this will be the last time that you see me kill someone because of you…” he says smiling that big toothy grin , his mood jovial. He resembles a jovial and patient father telling his little daughter to eat her vegetables so that she will grow up to be strong and healthy. “Be – because of me?” I ask him

Captivated by her pure smile, he requested the man to employ the young lady because she had a beautiful and contagious smile. However, the person standing before him didn’t have as much as a figment of the smile that drew him to her. After suffering a mild stroke, the forty-five-year-old man had to travel outside the country, away from the prying eyes of his children and other stressful factors that could hinder his full recovery. Boss Vicker was able to sail through the sickness in an unknown land because his mind was filled with the beautiful smile of a young lady. Now, he returned and rushed over to Hidden Gem Entertainment, only for the reason for his smile to be completely downcast and

I glistened, returning the favor smiling at him even though my heart had shuttered a while ago. "I'm sorry miss! I am not a stalker. Just saw you at the corner alone drinking. You know a beautiful woman like you shouldn't be alone drinking. Don't you think?" He gestured, smiling. I laughed, chuckling at how cute he was. How I wish what he said was right! Amicably returned the favor before responding, "This is the first time a handsome man has approached me and shown some interest!" I replied, assuming already. He laughed, showing his beautiful dimples and perfect white teeth. It's a captivating smile!