Twisted Smile Novels & Stories

decent,but beautiful".. he smirked and I blushed taking the time to gawk at him.. he was in a navy blue shirt his three first buttons undone ,he had folded his hands flexing his muscles making him even hotter "We should really work on your guest welcoming skills.." My eyes snapped to his face and there it was,his smug look with a raised brow and an amused smirk Realizing that I,as usual have not let him in I quickly moved aside He got in ,once he saw Naseer by the couch typing away in his phone he smiled

She had a long neck, a small head, and a face that was not broad. She first smiled when she saw me. Her beautiful smile revealed her beautiful white teeth and her beautiful diastema between her upper incisors. She looked away when our eyes met. I didn’t understand her body language, but I smiled back. She loves me? I couldn’t tell. I love her? I doubted.

She opened her smart mouth and I shoved my hands in my pocket as a small smile crept on the corner of my lips. Fuck yeah! I definitely missed this.

I glanced at his mouth. Where the hell was my flipping willpower? Why did he have to have such beautiful mouth? Sculptured and firm and yet the lower lip had a sensual fullness to it that my mouth,and other parts of my body, remembered with a frisson of excitement. "Stop touching me"I pleaded, faintly. His eyes darkened and a knowing smile lifted one corner of his mouth and his fingers shifted back to my nape to toy with the underside of my hair. A sensation shimmied down my spine like a warm flow of melted caramel, gathering in a hot whirlpool between my thighs.

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. .

It was a look that spoke of a man who revelled in pain, who found pleasure in the destruction of others. He paused, the spit sliding slowly down his cheek. His expression remained eerily calm, but his eyes held a dangerous glint, a twisted amusement that sent chills down my spine. With a slow, deliberate motion, he wiped his face, his smile never wavering. It was a smile devoid of warmth, cold and calculating, like a predator toying with its prey.

"Yes, I'll be your girlfriend. Yes, you can take care of us. Yes, Adam. Yes." The smile that broke across his face was not the thin, self-deprecating smile of the past week. It was not the controlled, professional smile of the CEO or the polite, distant smile of the man at the reception in Zurich. It was a real smile — wide and unguarded and almost painful in its intensity. The smile of a man who had been holding his breath for a decade and had finally been allowed to exhale.

he replied and she looked at him "Then I'll smile for the both of us" she smiled brightly Lewis badly wanted to scoff,he stared at watching her place her palms on his "Till you'll be able to smile,I'll smile for the both of us. Okay ?"she exposed her set of white teeth making Lewis shake his head slowly "Don't worry Lewis. You will be able to smile,I'll make you" she said cupping his hands in hers

One corner of her mouth was tugged upward. She was smirking.