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The boots were made of a shiny material that caught the light, making her legs seem to go on forever. Mia's exotic makeup was bold and eye-catching, with a focus on accentuating her striking features. Her eyes were lined with a thick layer of black eyeliner, making her bright brown eyes pop against the dark backdrop of her eyelids. Her eyelashes were long and luscious, coated with a thick layer of mascara that made them seem to flutter like butterfly wings. Her lips were painted a deep shade of red, a color that seemed to glow under the bright lights. Mia's black hair cascaded down her back in luscious, curly waves. The curls were tight and bouncy, framing her face and accentuating her strik

The makeup on me brings out my eyes even more with light eyeshadow and eyeliner. Mia and Serene are dressed and look beautiful. Mia is wearing a silver bodycon dress with spaghetti straps and black heels. Her black hair is curled nicely, and she is wearing diamond earrings. Serenes' reddish-brown curly hair is more defined as it is pulled up into a high bun with a few curls framing her heart-shaped face. It brings out her small freckles. Her green eyes match the green A-line cut dress she is wearing. Having it paired with gold accessories is an absolute vision. We all look like royalty. We made our way downstairs... The men are waiting for us at the bottom of the steps and my heart skips a b

She’d carefully done her makeup, pulled her hair into a loose knot so tendrils floated down her neck and worn huge dangly earrings that she thought looked pretty damn hot. It was a far cry from the tattered jeans and threadbare shirts she’d worn for so long. She felt pretty. Actually, she felt . . . gorgeous. Like someone worthy of attention from a man like Jace. “Ah, whoops!” Mia said, catching her arm so she didn’t face-plant on the floor. Then they both dissolved into giggles when Gabe’s eyes narrowed as he took in just how tipsy they were. “I vote we don’t go over there just yet,” Bethany said. “He, uhm, well . . . he looks kind of intense.”

CAROLINE "let's do your makeup," Mia said to me and rolled my hair in loose curls. She has done nude makeup on my face and painted my lips with red lipstick, I look at myself in the mirror and there is no doubt that I am looking hot. I didn't know that I have that capability to look hot but I am amazed to see myself, mia straightening her hair and doing bold makeup on her face. She is looking pretty too. I don't do makeup or wear revealing dresses because Nicholas used to say that I am the most pretty girl and I shouldn't attract more attention to myself because I am meant to be hidden from everyone's eyes

We didn’t have such luxuries as looking good when it was either kill or be killed. Mia’s primped by Gabriel as well. Her hair is neatly curled. She doesn’t get any make up besides a smear of lip gloss from Gabriel. She looks fabulous by the time she’s put in my lap. Athena blocks the mirror as she continues.Finally, Mia is plucked out of my lap by Gabriel. Athena spins my chair around for the grand reveal. “Ready?” she asks. I shrug, too scared for words. What if I don’t recognize myself?

Once she lays her hand on it, she pivots back, on the way opening the lid. “Where were we… yeah…You are such a kill joy.” Mia makes a face, as she picks some fine pink powder from the small box with the help of her brush and with fineness; she sweeps the brush in an upward motion against Gina’s cheekbone. “Did we get caught when we bunked school and went to watch movies. Then?” Mia shrugged while her eye examined her own hand work before she picks the eyebrow pencil and mascara from the bag. Gina slumps her shoulder in defeat and gives up. She can never win against their persistence. The two of her best friends would always find ways to pull her along with them into whatever satanic rituals

Maybe because despite all that he could read the feelings in her eyes and even in her beautiful face. That's true. And he had to admit that for him Mia was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and met. Mia is a mestiza, her hair is straight and black with a length that reaches her waist. Mia's eyebrows are also dark and naturally lined. The kind that could easily be mistaken as drawn. She has long and curly eyelashes, and light brown round eyes. Her lips are naturally red, her nose is perfect. Mia is also tall with a slim body. But that is not noticed much because of her conservative way of clothing.

"Come here." His tone was extremely gentle, as if I was his most precious treasure. He tightened his grip and rubbed against my waist with one of his big hands affectionately.The heat seeping through my clothes set my body on fire."Don't resist,” he ordered as he kissed me.I closed my eyes, kissing him back, wanting more."Say you choose me…" he whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine.I couldn’t help but tremble in desire.However, all I could do in response was push him away.“I’m sorry, but I can’t…”***Ever since Mia was born, misfortune haunted her. Nothing worked out in her life. She was desperate for a way out when two powerful and unbelievably gorgeous alphas saved her from her

The one on his left has a glass in her hand, and she has been feeding him the drink every now and then. Madam Lya’s face turns into a wide smile when they are still dozens of feets away. She gives a shovel on Mia’s waist, making Mia stagger into the box: “Mr. Ryan, tell me this one is not your type!” The man has brown skin and a vertical scar on one of his eyebrow. He checks Mia out up and down like she is a piece of merchandise. It makes her spine tingle. For so long he stares that Mia starts to get cold feet, but then suddenly his lips curves into a greedy grin: “Not bad. Come here.”

Her eyes darkened the moment she saw the video of Mia addressing reporters. “Working with ROHB was honestly a nightmare. Nobody would even know about ROHB if it weren’t for me,” Mia said, casually pushing her hair behind her shoulder with an arrogant flick. A reporter leaned in. “Are you saying ROHB’s success was your idea?” “Yes, it was all mine.” She fluttered her lashes and gave two theatrical blinks. “And what about Miss Ellaya Stone?” the reporter pressed, clearly fishing for drama. “Oh, the ‘rock star’? Please. Just another rich kid born with a silver spoon. No talent. Just an ugly face hidden behind layers of makeup.” Mia rolled her eyes with a venomous sneer.