Sally Face の小説・ストーリー

I gestured to the lake behind us. Sally stood quietly and listened. When I finished my rambling she placed a light grip on my chin and brought my face closer to hers. She kissed me slowly and gently, caressing my face and chest. After a while, Sally pulled away and looked at me with so much love I almost had to fight to keep my tears at bay, I didn’t want her to see me cry.

Sally got to look at his face closely, the thick scar on his cheeks that gave him a savage look. At last, he pushed away from her and started out of the room. "Come and show me the dungeon, Sally." .

"Bear with me. There might be a slight discomfort." "Alright!" Carissa closed her eyes and let the staff member expertly work on her face. The discomfort was indeed minimal, barely noticeable. "My lady, you have such fair and smooth skin, so it doesn't require much effort," Sally commented while deftly threading Carissa's face. Sally's skill was impressive, and she spoke clearly despite working on her task.

“Please help me.” Sally laughs. A wild smirk painting her face. “No!” She said. And I lost it.

She did not get what all the fuss was about. “Okay, well, I can’t wait to meet him. You must introduce him to me as soon as he gets here. I want to see what he looks like, although knowing your taste in men, I already know that he looks terrific. You and I are such suckers for handsome men.” Sally said.

Chapter 41 ...Lucas... "You remind me so much of her so don't be surprised when you notice that am too fascinated with you. I know you are not her but seeing you makes me feel that perhaps she is alive somewhere and waiting for me to find her" I stated, "I understand you fully now and don't worry, I dont mind that we are friends" Sally said with a smile which I also returned "Do you have your phone with you?" She Suddenly asked "Yes sure" I reached for my phone in my pocket

But she didn’t seem convinced, she stared at me for a long, uncomfortable moment, her face a mix of disbelief, concern, and something like fear. “You’re… in your twenties?” she asked again, her voice barely above a whisper. That’s when I felt it…a strange coldness ran down my spine like something inside me shifted. Instinctively, I turned to the small glass panel at the corner of the shop, expecting to see my face looking tired and sick. But it wasn’t my face. I saw it clearly my reflection, but not mine. Staring back at me was the old lady’s Mrs. Choice face. Wrinkled. Aged. Completely not me.

Alpha Brentwood turned around to see Sally standing, waiting for him. His eyes rose from her white-painted toes, moving upwards slowly along her thin legs to her lady part, her tiny waist, and her flat stomach. His dark eyes paused for a few seconds at her breast, noticing its tiny, pink nipples and its pear shape. Sally felt as if she couldn't breathe under the intensity of his powerful stare. It felt like he was touching her. As the Alpha's eyes finally meet Sally's green eyes, he flashes over towards her with inhuman speed and grabs her by the back of her neck.

Sally sat in the Williams family villa’s study, her whole body trembling slightly. The woman before her had a face that looked like it had gone through a horror movie’s special effects team. Her features were not distinct, and her face was covered in scars. Sally thought of the Elijah and Freya’s group photo that she had seen before. She thought of Zoey’s face, which was nearly exactly the same as Freya’s back then. All sorts of feelings jumbled together in the girl’s heart.