Novel & Cerita Unconventionally Attractive

She shook her head to try to get the image out of her mind. She thought about the times that he had seen her naked at the spa, the time he joined her in the shower, and when he stared at her in her panties and bra earlier. She knew he found her attractive on some level and she definitely thought he was attractive. Even if he were diabolical in how he coerced her to sign the contract there was no denying the man was extraordinarily handsome. He was on another level of gorgeous. She would have to denounce herself as a straight female or even as a human to think he wasn’t attractive.

She hadn't felt a need to prod him, not when over the course of the last few days there had been a semblance of normalcy. And yet, in the midst of the streaming multitude of students, she felt a dissonance strike her unexpectantly. She had dressed informally—a bright yellow sundress, sneakers, and hair allowed to spill over her back in a tumble of freedom. It was a small act of rebellion she was allowed to do for herself. But that morning, Dante had eyed her with a frown, his displeasure as palpable as the heat of his stare. "I don’t like that other men can see how beautiful my wife is," he had muttered, voice low and edged with something possessive.

“Because Adrian and his pack of guard dogs have decided you’re worth protecting?” He glanced around theatrically. “Where are they, by the way?” I glanced up, keeping my face blank and nonchalant.“Is there a point to this?” He scoffed. “The point is, underneath all this—” he gestured at my dress, my posture, “—you’re still the same desperate little girl who would eat shit if it meant I’d give you five seconds of attention.” My fingers tightened around the stem of my glass. How did I ever find this idiot attractive?

He said. "In fact, let me set my rules straight." He said, looking above my head while I looked on the ground. "Don't look at my face. Don't even try to talk to me unless I ask you a question or when the issue is relevant. Whatever happens here stays here. Don't even try to seduce me understand You're lucky I'm not easily seduced. Don't even try it... gold digger." He concluded, calling me gold digger. Gold fucking digger.

Hot freakn' damn. It wasn't a pretty boy cuteness that rendered them so appealing, though, but rather their innate ruggedness. From their short haircuts, almost military in style, to their square, bristled jaws, wide, superbly-wide shoulders, and perfect height, these two guys oozed testosterone. Confidence. Swagger. Hot, I-am-the-man, stuff. In other words, all the things that totally turned her on. Sometimes she hated her hormones. Why did she always find herself attracted to the impossible to attain type? So unfair, given her attraction was rarely returned.

"Wait, let me explain. You are very attractive, and I don't mean that's all there is to you. Most she-wolves who are high up in a pack's hierarchy would flaunt how attractive they are in how they present themselves. But you don't seem to. I think I'm digging myself deeper into a grave, so I'll just use an example. You have very nice hair but you always either have it in a ponytail or bun. Same with your legs and I'm guessing you don't wear a lot of dresses or skirts, but the jeans do make up for that. You have pretty cute features, but your bangs are like a curtain that hides them. Maybe it's just my assumption, but I think most women who have your looks would flaunt them. I guess you're mor

“’Bout the sexiest damn thing I’ve ever seen. Took every ounce of restraint for me not to drop my jeans and just drive into you. No sweet-talkin’, no foreplay. Just down-and-dirty, hard-and-fast sex.” A wave of lust swamped her. “But I ain’t the type to take advantage.” Talk about a cold dash of reality. “Meaning what? Since I’m a captive audience, my attractiveness has markedly increased for you solely because we’re in such close proximity?” “You wanna explain that in English, counselor?” She huffed out a breath. “Fine. You find me appealing because I’m the only woman who’s here.” Kane bent down so they were nose to nose. “Not. Even. Fucking. Close.”

I'd be more forgiving of a controlling parent than that. I looked in the mirror and looked at myself right away. I'm supposed to be lovely, but not because I'm Omega. Why? Is it forbidden for Omegas to be beautiful or handsome? We don't have much except our beautiful faces, so why would they say we don't deserve to be called pretty or attractive? There is no such thing as an unattractive face in the world. Yes, an unpleasant attitude exists, but ugly faces? I grinned as I stroked my cheek. They won't tell us if an Omega is beautiful or our beauty is a waste of time. Who are they to make such a statement?

He asked as they started walking towards the exit. "Cause I'm poor." She replied with a straight face as she kept walking and didn’t even bother looking at him. "Okay, so you should have asked dad for some money." He suggested as that was what he would usually do. "I have always learned to live by myself, not on someone else's earnings. So thank you, next." She said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes. "You know what this is the reason why I like you and find you attractive out of all other beautiful girls cause you are different from everyone." He said as he started looking at her, observing her features closer.

I don't know why my heart beats like that. All my life I hadn't felt that way before. Those smile is so handsome. Everything about him is very attractive. I can't deny that he's a full package. From those thick eyebrows, long eye lashes, pointed nose, and red kissable lips. I just watched him then while I was close to my behavior as if my eyes were only on him. Do I have a crush on him? I don't know. I just find him attractive though. I never had a crush on someone either. I don't know this weird feeling I feel right now. I can't explain it.