The Smiling Man Novels & Stories

Before they knew it, a man was heading straight for them. Audrey recognized the smile on his face instantly—it was Dylan, with that same charming grin she had seen countless times in his advertisements. His smile was a perfect blend of warmth and confidence, the kind that made you feel like you were the most important person in the room. It was no wonder he was so popular; even his approach seemed to carry a magnetic pull, drawing everyone’s attention to him.

Alexei’s smirk was even more infuriating as we drew closer and I just couldn’t wait for it to wipe clean off when we began the attack. All that smugness fading into confusion, oh it was a delight to imagine. The bastard reached into his jacket and Dominic stopped me in my tracks. So did the man pulling Manuel. He laughed, pulling his hand back out, something unrecognizable in his hold. It was when he stuck it between his lips I realized what it was—the was taking a smoke, right now, in the middle of it all. “It’s just a cigarette, damn.” He said lighting the butt. “Why so jumpy?”

I only replied with a flat face as I pulled the chair in front of me and landed my butt on it. "Can't you give me a little warm smile, Grace?" The man was asking more of me? I winced at his words. Why would I give a smile to a man who would most likely ruin my life in the future? "Grace." The man called me back. Annoyed and disgusted, I finally forced a smile at him. If only he didn't have vulgar pictures of me, I would have flatly refused all of his requests. He was a very cunning man.

Get this fat guy away from me. Aloud, smiling sweetly (in fact, my face twisted in disgust), I said: -Very nice. I hope my forced smile doesn't betray how much I dislike this man.

‘This voice. I turned around. I grunted angrily to find a man sitting next to me, crossing his arms in front of his chest. The man’s dark iris stares straight ahead. His face is flat with no expression. Why? Among the billions of people in this world, why should I meet this man, again. “What are you doing here?” The tall man turned to me with a small grin. The man’s face pissed me off when he was smiling like that. “Don’t like it, huh?”

A smile appeared on her face as she arched her back to the sensation. Seeing this reaction the strange man smiled. He considered her to be a childish girl. She had no idea what was going to happen to her within the next few minutes. He mocked her smile yet he loved it. It tripped another thing in his heart but most importantly in his loins. He wanted more of those smiles. “That's it darling, just keep on smiling,” he whispered lustfully and placed a few kisses on her face and down to her neck as his fingers continued massaging and pulling at her nipples.

Natalie patiently asked. When she asked this question, a faint smile unconsciously appeared on Jake's face that left Natalie stunned. The pale, handsome face of the young man sitting in front of her suddenly looked gentler. The smile, even though small, was too beautiful to the point it made people angry. His soft pink lips curved slightly upwards, his long eyelashes trembled... This face was made to smile, yet this was the first time Natalie had seen him do so. Now Natalie got curious. What is it that made him have such an expression on his face?

He swept to the woman in front of him again, but his mind floated back to the smile she showed in front of Xiao Heng last night. Suddenly, the man's eyes changed, reached out his hand and grabbed her chin, "Smile!" He spared no words, but brutally ordered, "Didn't you hear me? I told you to, laugh." Jane Tong furrowed the hills between her brows, the hand on her chin, pinched too hard, she couldn't figure out what this man was trying to do, she couldn't understand him before, and now she couldn't understand him even more. "Jane Tong, smile."

he again asked me clearing my confusion. "Oh him, he was just introducing himself to me." I said smiling a little thinking about him. "You are smiling." he stated making me look at him bewildered. "So?" I asked him. What does he even wants. Jerk! "Why are smiling while taking about him?" he inquired. Kya pagal aadmi hai ye! (What crazy man he is!) "Because I want to he is such a nice guy." I replied to him annoying. He tightened his hold around my arms making me hiss in pain. I glared at him and tried to wiggle out of his hold but whom I'm kidding he is such a giant with a power of an elephant.

I know I was angry but this was the first time in my life I had ever hit a man. “I….I..did not mean to…I am sorry “ I apologized. His eyes found mine, I expected him to be angry or mad but instead he looked happy? He had a small smile at the corner of his lips as he stared at me. Was this man a psycho? Who the hell smiles after being slapped? “Are you okay?” I asked. Maybe I hit him harder than I thought and his brain was affected. “Do you know you are the only woman who has hit me?” He said, his smile getting wider and wider with each second that passed.