Chapter 7: Prince Tay

I picked up my favourite beauty blender and squeezed my BB cream onto the sponge. This golden colour shade matched my skin tone perfectly. I needed to make my Arabic skin glow for the cameras. I had clear skin that still looked young and hydrated, even though I was already 26. I was getting old.

“But still so sexy,” I smirked and finished up the last touches to my makeup. Being a male model meant that I had to highlight the features that a camera could not see. Everything needed to be perfect, which it already was. My chocolate brown hair was shoulder length and full of volume. It was healthy and allowed the light to dance on its surface. My facial features resembled the ideal mould of a man. Even my royale beard enhanced how attractive I was.

Don’t even get me started on my body. Even Allah will bow down before me. I had toned every inch of my body to achieve the warrior physique and now no one could pass my title of the sexiest man alive. I was decl