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My own included. I bobbed my head, eyes returning to Venner and his smirk. I hated smirkers. There was just something about the expression that drove me so close to the edge I could barely stand it. And while Quaid was an expert and Ram, my demon friend, could pull off a rather impressive show, Venner had centuries to polish his, elevating his smirk to sparkly shine. Oh how I would have loved to rub it in the dirt and see how much stuck. "Mom," I said, not even trying to play nice. "You do know who this is, don't you?"

When I saw his right eyebrow getting higher and higher, I took a deep inhale to reduce the rage in me, after I settle down enough to start; I flashed him a tooth smile. “Right point, Mr. Vampire” I responded with a huge smile on my face. The smile on my face surprised him, Mr. Vampire thought he will pull the rage in me even higher with his cocky reaction, instead they go lower. Sadly, I cornered myself and ashamed every inch of my soul, after flashing him the hugest smile on my face, I started to let go of my knees on the floor and was about to stand; when both of my knees started leaving the floor, I didn’t notice my head was close to the table so I hit it.

He looks over at me with a smirk, accepting the job. The smirk leaves his face and is replaced by a frown. "If any shit gets on me, I kill the human that the shit belongs to." He says causing me to frown. He let out a chuckle putting his hands up. "I'm joking...again." He says looking backing into the bathroom and let out another sigh. "I guess I'll get to work. I can't be slacking around when you're trying to run a legitimate business here." He says sarcastically, letting out another low chuckle with a smirk.

he spat, his voice dripping with venom. My anger surged, and despite the pain, I mustered enough saliva to spit on his face. I glared at him, defiance burning in my eyes. "Why? Is it eating you up that you're convinced he's superior? Vincenzo loves me, and he will come for me," I retorted with a defiant smirk. His grip on me slackened, and he began to laugh, a chilling sound that echoed in the room. He clapped his hands in front of me, laughing as if he had heard the world's greatest joke. I stared at him, wondering if he had lost his sanity.

AMARA'S POV This has to be a joke, a very expensive joke. Staring at this devil, I tried to smile. Well, it did t come out well because his gaze fixed on me for a while before he cleared his throat. He then moved around, Smiled; definitely not a normal one. From my point of view, I would say it's a smirk but at the same time, it's a smile. "Strip," he said again. This man has to be crazy.

“Stuff… stuff. You don’t have to worry. It’s not illegal.” “Collecting weeds is not but snorting one is.” “Are you crazy?” Smile was dumbfounded although he didn’t go into a defensive mood. One thing about humans was, that their reactions were funny, especially if they did something unforgivable. Hisoka was living for such a reaction. Big shocked eyes, visible dilated pupils, gasping mouth, sweating hands. It was so much fun. “I trust you.” He patted Smile’s butt smoothly. “Don’t work too hard. Please settle the Underworld affair for me.” He waved his hand, laughing at Smile’s betrayed face.

Denver kneels and puts his arms on the back of his head. Angelito notices that his head his aligned on his crotch. He gives an enigmatic smile out of his amusement and excitement. “I will help and forgive you if you suck me good.”

He just looked at me with that calm, infuriating smirk, like he was still in control even when I had his life in my hands. My grip tightened. Why wasn’t he afraid? “Pretty doll,” he murmured, folding his arms leisurely behind his head like he was watching a circus show. “What do you think you’re doing?” That smirk, I wanted to rip it off his face. “Wipe that stupid grin off your face,” I snapped, trying to sound fierce, but I wasn’t sure it worked. “Why should I?” he drawled, tone rich with mockery. “You’re entertaining me with your little display of sheer foolishness.”

He was washing the vegetables and craned his neck to stare at me with a smirk on his lips. “What review? I would need a reward.”

Vladya deadpanned, his lips curling into a sarcastic smirk. Ottai raised his hands. "It’s mind-obliterating!"