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The Preparation

작가: Emilycee
last update 최신 업데이트: 2026-01-04 20:07:59

**KIRA**

Kira’s bedroom looked like a war zone.

Makeup brushes scattered across the vanity. Curling irons plugged in and heating. Dress bags hanging from every available surface. Three stylists moved around the room like a synchronized machine, each one focused on their task.

Hair. Makeup. Nails.

Kira sat in the center of it all, trying to stay still while someone painted her face and someone else worked on her hair.

“Tilt your head slightly to the left, Miss Ashford.”

She obeyed.

“Eyes closed.”

She closed them.

A brush swept across her eyelids. Soft. Precise.

“Okay, you can open.”

Kira opened her eyes and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.

She barely recognized the woman staring back.

Her skin looked flawless. Glowing. Her eyes were dramatic, lined in black with a subtle shimmer that made them look bigger, sharper. Her lips were painted a deep nude that matched the dress hanging behind her.

“Wow,” she breathed.

The makeup artist smiled. “We’re not done yet.”

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Thank you for reading this chapter. What do you think of Kira and Adrian so far?

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