Zoey p. o. v
My eyes are closed as instructed as Hannah, the makeup artist Marco booked to cake me up for today’s event.
Tons and layers of concealer, foundation, contour and all other things involved in the perfect glam make up look.
Or the celebrity look, as she claimed to give me, the look that will have people stop and stare and drop dead.
I crack a small smile, Hannah is a friendly person. She would make her client warm up to her, and engage them in a conversation to keep the vibe flowing.
“We are almost done…..” She gave my face one final touch. “And done!”She exclaimed, clapping her hands together excitedly.
“Can I open my eyes now?” I seek her permission, she had strictly requested me to not open my eyes until she is done.
“Yes.” She gave her permission.
I slowly open my eyes, only to flinch as my eyes wasn’t used to the brightness in the room.
“And the Queen.” Hannah said dramatically.
I was stunned my new look, use to do make on myself before, but Hannah threw me off the floor.
Wow….. I couldn’t speak, I am too shock to react.
The woman I’m seeing in the mirror is definitely, extremely, out of the world dead drop gorgeous.
Where is the word I’m looking for? Words can’t define how stunning the woman in the mirror is, if I were a man, I would marry me in a split second.
Wow! Just Wow! I didn’t know Hannah could come off with something as creatively beautiful as this. I felt my eyes welled up, I couldn’t recognize myself. I know I’m a natural beauty but with the touch of make up, I’m the Goddess of Beauty.
“Wow…. I look different, good different.”
“Royalty different as the Queen you are.” Hannah added. Her work nodding their agreement, I too can’t help but agree too.
She transformed me into the beautiful runaway models, those we all dream of becoming.
“Thank you, Hannah.” I breathe out, still daze by my appearance, we were interrupted by the knocking on the door.
“Yes?” Hannah answered.
“Donna, Don is downstairs waiting for you.” That was Matthew’s voice coming from the other side of the door.
“Oh yes, we are done.” Hannah confirmed, holding my hand and help me stood up. Her workers have previously helped me into the dress and shoe.
I’m wearing a beautiful red customized dress, I bet only I have in the country.
It’s a long sleeve backless body fit gown, that flow from my knees. It sweeps the floor behind me when I move, it is more of a wedding gown than a dinner dress. Although I’m not the glamorous type of girl, but I do love looking good and classy.
Typical me wouldn’t go for something like this, I would rather have gone for something less glamorous but classy and what would demand respect.
The famous classy C. E. O female look.
With the out of the world makeup caked on my face, the hairstyle and this beautiful dress. I’m giving the beautiful supermodel vibe, which I am enjoying.
The vibe is giving me the energy I need to be done with today’s activities.
“Don is going to drop dead when he sees you.” Hannah snickered.
“Mmm.” I hummed my response to her.
“Thank you Hannah, you did a fantastic job.” I complimented her. She deserves to be given the Oscar award of the best beautician.
“It is my pleasure.” She smiled in return.
I turned on my heels, heading for the stairs a few steps away. Walking down the stairs, I felt like a celebrity. And the spotlight was on me only, this might not be the classy boss look I like, but this supermodel look demand the stop and stare from others.
The model everyone loves and admire, I walked elegant and boldly.
Marco has seen me yet, he had his back to me and was busy on his phone. Four more stairs to reach him, he suddenly turns around and he froze.
It was as if time pause on him, I wanted to tap him when I was standing directly behind. But I was glad I got this kind of reaction, I wouldn’t miss it for the world.
I saw him swallow hard, he unfreezes and shove his phone into his pocket.
He pulled me onto himself the minute I was in hand reach, he didn’t waste time as he crash his lips on mine. The kiss was time-sensitive and full of need, it was as if he was starved.
I reciprocate the kiss, sucking and biting on his soft lips. My hands went up around themselves around his neck, pulling him closing. While his hands were on my butt, grabbing them in not so painful way.
I regained my senses when Marco move his lips down to my exposed cleavage.
“Marco!” I called, pulling his head up. He reluctantly lifts his face from my boobs, and was staring at me with lustful eyes.
“We need to stop, you are ruining my make-up.” That was when I noticed the lipstick on his lips, I had to suppress the laugh that threaten to come out.
“My lipstick is all over your lips.” I told him stiffly, trying not to laugh.
“I don’t give a fuck.” He hissed dismissively, wanting to continue from where he stopped.
“Marco, please. I have to reapply the lipstick again, plus you have to wipe your lips.” I squirm around in his tight hold.
“No I fucking want you right now.” Marco insisted.
I glared at him, you won’t have me all dressed up and ready for the show, only to have me out of it when the show hasn’t started.
“No! We have guests waiting for us.” I forcefully step out of his embrace.
He didn’t protest is time, he simply nods at me.
Hannah helped me apply the lipstick again, I thank her. Marco held the door out for me to enter the car.
“Thank you.” I whispered.
“You owe me a good fuck, remember this.” He whispered right into my ear. I couldn’t help but blush red, blood rush to my core as it pooled with redness, my nipples harden almost instantly.
I won’t lie, even I want him too and urgently, and I can’t help but imagine him buried in my core.
I shudder, letting out a quiet moan.
This man is going to kill me off someday.