Smiley Riley Novels & Stories

“People smile when they are happy. Cassy smiles when her Ma makes her a new dress, or makes her a new braid, or when her father pats her head. Riley gets none of that. I don’t even have a Ma, so why should I smile?” “Cassy? Who’s that?” His frown deepened. He had never had a good memory. “Pa, that’s the daughter of the family next door. She’s my friend and her ma brings us food sometimes.” He nodded. “Oh. So...” his frown returned. “Who’s Riley?” Ouch. “Me. I’m Riley.” I tapped my chest.

Nichole smiled satisfactorily, playfully hitting her palm with the phone. "You can't outsmart me, Riley. I'm the queen of this game," she muttered smugly. "I always get what I want you brat." (smirking).

“Don't worry, what matters is that I am happy.” The moment she hung up, she began to pick out seductive dresses that she was going to wear before appearing in front of Simon. Once Simon arrived at his office, he got a call from Riley. “Who’s this?” he asked. “Oh, this is Riley, Mel's cousin,” Riley said seductively. “Yes, what can I do for you?” Simon asked.

“This coat is warm and not as cold outside as you think. It's fun, to be honest, I'll go back to my room and get ready to go to the office." Riley smiled slightly to calm Mary, who was worried for her. She could have influenced the others by over-telling something Riley didn't think was good for her. "Mary, please tell Parker I want a breakfast of stir-fried bacon with sunny eggs." Riley immediately left Mary and walked up the stairs casually. Her smiling face slightly relieved Mary. She exhaled. *** The pain made him frown so deeply he touched his forehead hard and cursed the pain that prevented him from doing his job properly.

Maya retorted with a huff, grabbing her water bottle and taking the last few sips of the delicious drink. "Really?" Riley questioned and Maya nodded, walking towards another water bottle standing just off the mats. "So if I went to call him to come train with us, you wouldn't mind?" "What!? Why wou-" Maya was going to go on a rant but the moment she saw Riley's face and how her one eyebrow was raised and a signature Dawson smirk gracing her lips she swallowed what she was going to say and plastered the fakest smile she could muster "why didn't you think of that earlier? Go ahead bring him!"

Lily said, " Why can't he come to meet you. He is your friend and you're talking to him rudely." " Smiley.. " Grandma stared at him angrily, "take him in your room." She turned to Lily and said, " Lily, make coffee for them." " Okay. " Lily said and walked towards the kitchen. Parth went upstairs and Ryan followed him into his room. " Sit there on the bed." Parth said and he himself sat on the chair. Parth took his phone and started scrolling it, not talking to him. After few minutes of silence, finally Ryan said, " Your name is Smiley? " and laughed little.

Just a quiet little sound, but it grated against me like nails on glass. She was smiling. Smiling. How the hell could she smile? The meeting rolled on, a blur of numbers and bullet points. I was supposed to give input. Approve something. I didn’t. I just sat there, every muscle locked tight, watching Riley pretend like everything was fine. Then she said something, a little line that tipped me over. She looked up from her notes and smiled directly at me. “Jax, you might want to get ready for the number of ladies that will be snarling at the press tomorrow.”

Our laughter must have drawn some attention because suddenly, Orlo appeared at our table with his trademark charming smile. "Mind if I join you ladies?" he asked, his voice smooth as silk. Riley's face lit up, a hint of a blush coloring her cheeks. She sat up a bit straighter, her eyes sparkling even more. "Sure, Orlo. Have a seat." I couldn't help but notice the way they looked at each other. It was subtle, but there was definitely something there. Orlo's smile grew a bit wider as he took the seat next to Riley, his gaze lingering on her for just a moment longer than necessary.

As they reached the top of the stairs, Riley whispered, "This is going to be the best game ever." Sophie smiled, her eyes bright with anticipation. "I can't wait!" Riley gestured for her to be quiet and then received a message. Reading the message on her phone, she smiled. Her mother, Martha, was already in the surveillance room and had just messaged Riley to carry out the job. Riley hesitated, seeing the length and steepness of the stairs. She started walking down the stairs quietly, her mind racing with the gravity of what she was about to do.

“We still have hours left in this flight. I’m going to fuck you again before we land — and next time, I’m going to make you scream my name while the whole cabin might hear.” Riley stood there trembling, cum pouring down her legs, completely ruined and utterly satisfied. She smiled weakly. “I can’t wait.” The mile-high club had claimed her completely.