Novel & Cerita Ashes To Beauty Encounter

Please open your eyes and look at yourself. Ashley then opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror. Looking at her reflection, she was amazed. She really looked very beautiful. She was happy with her beauty. Upon hearing Ashley's words, a satisfied smile appeared on her lips. The makeup artist breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her smiling and said, "Ma'am, I told you to leave everything to me. You look so beautiful that everyone will be amused by looking at you. I am sure tonight they will just find an excuse to talk to you. The partner you will go to the party with tonight will be the luckiest man at the party."

He then sat before me while supporting his chin with his hand. "Why are you looking at me like that? Am I ugly? Do I have dirt in my eyes? Oh my! I forgot to wash my face!" I panicked. I must have a hideous face right now without lipstick and blush. "You're so beautiful, Daphne. I can't take my eyes off you," Asher said with a smile. His hand moved to stroke my cheek. "I can't believe I fell in love with you. I didn't expect it to feel so crazy and thrilling." He continued.

"Hey ugly bit**. Wanna try?' Someone's interrupts my count and I look up ,afraid at the intruder. To see the same girl who has been persistently being too friendly. With tattoos all the way down her arms. Piercings, almost everywhere on. Her lip, eyebrow... A cigarette in her between her fingers, as she offers it to me. I gulp and move my head in a no, ignoring her and lowering my head back in my arms. Continuing my count. 45000024.....45000025...... "Your loss. Anyways I have an inside information for you."

"YES, I'M CRAZY! I'M CRAZY TO THE EXTENT THAT I'M WILLING TO GIVE MYSELF TO A STRANGER I CAN'T EVEN SEE HIS FACE TO SAVE HIS DAMN LIFE... I'M CRAZY TO HAVE BEEN BETRAYED BY MY SISTER AND MY FIVE-YEAR RELATIONSHIP BOYFRIEND... I'M CRAZY BECAUSE I SAW THEM IN BED NOT SO LONG AGO, AND HERE I AM OFFERING MYSELF TO A STRANGER I DON'T EVEN HAVE ANY FUCKING IDEA WHAT HE LOOKS LIKE..." Ashley shouted with tears in her eyes. "But do you know something, Mr. Handsome? If you hadn't helped me at the entrance earlier, I might have been raped by not just one guy; I don't even know how many there were," she said softly this time, while crying. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand and approached Da

“It hurts!” “Hey! Who’s up for some stand-up comedy?” Cracker quickly asked, making most of the women present laugh. All except a dark-haired beauty, named Ashly, who looked baffled. “That’s not nice,” Ashly said with a frown, and everyone just laughed harder. “Well, one thing’s for sure,” Sara, a petite brunette, grinned and handed me a pretty black dress. “There’s never a dull moment since you two joined the club! Try that on. I’m not using it anymore, so you can have it.”

“Surprise me ” Three shots in, the fire in her chest dulled. Five in, she was laughing at nothing. Seven… and her legs barely worked. She stumbled out the door, boots clicking against wet pavement, mascara smudging under her eyes like war paint. That’s when she bumped into somebody, he had a Hard chest, smelled of Expensive cologne. His Strong hands caught her before she fell completely. “Whoa there ” he said with his deep voice said, smooth and amused. Hazel blinked up at the stranger. Sharp jawline. Dark eyes. A smirk that looked like it could ruin lives. His tailored coat screamed money. His presence screamed danger.

"Only if you are a couple, and you'll let us take a picture of you while you kiss." My jaw dropped. Nonsense! How can we do it when we were not a couple in the first place. Zach wouldn't agree to that. "Miss," I paused, thinking of the right words to say. I don't want to ruin their event. But it was impossible. "we will just pay the full price. I mean without the promo." She nodded. "No problem, Ma'am. Enjoy your coffee." She left us, but then Zach called her. She came back to us with a big smile.

It wasn't dark, all the time. It felt like a decade has passed. Her past life was nothing but a deja vu for her now. "Do I... look weak?" Sheharzaad asked. The beautician smiled at her and applied mascara on her eyes, raising her already curled lashes. "Umm... yes madam. A little," "Do I... look ugly?" "No madam. You are still very pretty, MashAllah," "What is your name?" "Amna," the beautician replied. Amna...

Fortunately, it wasn't live, or there would have been a disaster. After Ashley finished everything, she walked over to Grace. "You can buy things from Astana with money. We got that overnight." Grace remained expressionless. She had no intention of destroying a woman's dignity, which was the most precious thing to her, but Celia had gone too far. Grace no longer needed to tolerate her. "You can handle the rest." Ashley went over to the sweaty Lukas. After all, she was famous among the managers. She handed him a cigarette.

Amy As soon as we stepped into the mansion I was marveled by the luxury, “Vee where the hell did you keep my concealer, it's a Vince product you better not mess with me!” A girl of my age shouted as she walked downstairs, she was so beautiful, her long black hair was almost touching her butt, she saw us and pause “Asha? Where have you been since morning? And who's this beauty by your side?” She said with a smiling face and was looking at me with admiration, while I was admiring her beauty too