Venus De Milo Smile Novels & Stories

“I swear.” The door to Azure’s office slowly opens, and shocker; Fucking Mila is standing there, in next to nothing. She's the only person other than Enzo who wouldn't knock before coming into this office. Her face scrunches up with disgust when she spots Enzo, but he flashes her a broad grin, his sour mood from before replaced almost instantly, “Misa.” Mila’s nostrils flare, and I had to stifle a giggle when I imagined smoke coming out of her nose, “Goddess, you are so stupid. It’s Mila. M-I-L-A.”

Monalisa moaned. His lips moved from her boobs to her stomach, down to her juicy area. He made her raise her one of her leg and his tongue made a perfect entrance into her juicy area and began to do drive her crazy. Monalisa let out a laugh. ‘’FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD’’ Jayden continued, to his tongue, he added his fingers. Monalisa quickly covered her mouth. Next minute, her legs began to vibrate. ‘’I THINK I’M CUMMING. SHIT, YOU DID HIT THE SPOT SO GOOD. FUCK! OH MY FUCK! Monalisa cried out and quickly grabbed his hair.

And then I saw something incredible! Vincenzo's lips, which had always been tightly pressed together in frustration or anger, transformed into a smile that illuminated his entire face. It was a breathtaking sight to behold. As his lips curled upward, a delicate dimple appeared on his left cheek, accentuating the warmth and genuine happiness radiating from him. And he was looking at me. It was as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders and a newfound sense of joy had taken its place. The lines of tension that etched his features seemed to soften, replaced by a genuine and tender expression.

Venus’s soldiers, Marco’s soldiers. Venus's smile did not falter. "Rules, rules, rules. You can't shoot me there. You can't try to kill me there. It's. oh, yeah, isn't it fun?" I smiled slightly to myself. "Do you want to bet on that?" It was all I needed. Marco made his move, swift, his men backing him like shadows. I drew my gun, took aim, and fired. Venus wasn't ready. My bullet smacked into his arm. He yelped in surprise. His men sprang into action, but Marco's unseen men were on the move. Waitresses, waiters, anyone in disguise, they came out from behind Venus's men, disarming them before they could get off a shot.

I don't have friends - I am not sure if that is something that I should be proud of. Well, it's not like I don't try to approach my classmates or try to interact. It’s just that I have a weird smile. No, it's not the type of smile that involves weird and rotten teeth - I have perfectly white and straight teeth. You see, my smile is fatal and dangerous. Just one look at these weapons and even the ferocious growl of a mountain lion would seem harmless. If this were a comic, I would call this attack: The Killer Smile.

Venus doesn't remember at all. Her eyes flickered as a tear fell down her cheeks. Her hand suddenly reached into the bag and took something. Her tears flowed again, mercilessly hurting the girl's esophagus with an invisible stone. A photograph. In the hard plastic-coated sheet, portrayed a woman in a red dress standing in a room. Her face was beautiful, her smile was contagious and her eyes looked so happy. Venus caresses the image of the woman's long hair in the photo. The girl's fingers trembled. She embraced the photo in her arms. Her tears rose in the form of sad sobs.

Venus had a dainty and exquisitely innocent face. Venus was so beautiful that the perfect description for her was a beauty that was capable of toppling cities and ruining nations. Venus smiled sweetly and obediently ran toward them; she only paused when she was right in front of Zaire. Venus' expression changed; she grabbed Zaire’s hand and stared at him with pitiful, demure eyes. She grabbed Zaire’s hand familiarly and blinked innocently. “Zaire, I've missed you. I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry for leaving you. I’m back. Let's get married.” Venus batted her eyelashes and coaxed Zaire in a pitiful, sweet, thin, shaky voice.

One prompt glows across it in bold font. ‘VOICE VERIFICATION REQUIRED.’ Milena leans forward, still moving slowly but sharper now, focused. Her gaze lands on the tiny image beneath the prompt, a scribbled little sketch that looks like a lizard or a dinosaur, maybe? It’s a kid’s drawing, that’s for sure. She blinks. Then she smirks. “Milosaurus,” she says, her voice filled with amusement. The device chimes. The screen blinking blue, followed by a beep. Access granted.

And then I notice her. Aurelia follows behind her, walking with a grace that makes her seem untouchable, yet her eyes find me the moment she enters. She locks her gaze on me, calm and calculating, the corners of her lips tilting into a smile that is equal parts amusement and challenge. It’s the kind of smile that makes you want to look away and yet forces you to stay rooted. Madam Venessa stops just in front of me, a small, sweet smile on her lips. “Hi, Lila,” she sings, almost like a lullaby.

he tried to explain. The clown pouted, looking disappointed. "But you'll try your best for me, right? Remember the second rule, okay? It will make me very happy." Milo nodded. What else could he do? This whole situation was weird, but she had been so nice to him that he felt a certain obligation to fulfil her wishes - no matter how strange they might be. She lit up and crawled down towards his cock, sticking it in her mouth again, licking up the cum that was clinging to him from his earlier release. "Whenever you're ready!" she tried to say with her mouth full. It sounded more like 'Wheh ooeryouhreher' Milo laughed.