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A slow, admiring smile curled on her lips as she eyed me from head to toe. “Your face looks kind of pale, though. Just put some light makeup on, and you're ready to go.” Cassandra said, and when I surveyed my face closely in her vanity mirror, I realized she was right. I borrowed Cassandra's lipstick and applied it to my lips. Even after lightly applying it, the finished look still seemed too intense for me. So I rubbed my lips with my forefinger to lighten the color until I was satisfied with the result. Afterwards, I pressed my stained fingers on my cheeks to create a blush to conceal my paleness.

I look like someone that just got ravaged! 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑. 𝑊ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 . Ignoring that voice, I wipe my lipstick stained mouth with a wipe Yes. There's a wipe in here. Even tampons.

It's not black, but a cream white that boosts his complexion. I am so fucked.

☆☆𝐀𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦☆☆ Sophia sat stiff in the chair, eyes locked on Breanna, as the artist gave her makeover. “All done” the lady announced giving her a final touch on the lips Breanna cocked a brow at Sophia, a gesture that asked if it was good. Sophia related to her gesture with a nod. Breanna exhale heavily at that nod before she looked into the mirror, Her reflection stood there transformed—no badge, no blazer. Just a sequined underwear that put every of her curves on display. Her face was masked in heavy makeup—smoky eyes, glitter trailing her cheekbones, lips glossed to a wet, sinful shine.

“Are we done? What’s taking so long?” I snapped “Oh… Yes we are done. Turn over, let me do the lips” With a super dark black and a touch of gray coloured dye in his hair, the highlights of his pale skin became much more apparent than before. He looked almost as handsome as Rotip… almost, I’d said. “What color are you putting on my lip?”

I threaten and smack his arms. "Don't be so mean" he pouted and close his eyes slowly. I apply mascara and dap some foundation on his face. For his lips, I applied bright red lipstick. The whole time I was laughing my ass off. "Scarlet this is the last time you get to do this," he declares. I nod my head and took out my phone capturing more than 20 photos. Liam looks like he was to perform a balled. His cheeks are pink from the blush, his lips bright red.

I asked cautiously. “I don’t like repeating myself, Ms. Johnson.” Lancelin sighed and flipped through the pages of the file he had in front of him. I picked up the box and opened it to reveal a small, gorgeous looking lipstick tube. Placing the box and my planner on the desk, I took out the tiny tube and brought it closer to my eyes for inspection. The name Esteem Amber was written in gold on the side of the tube and I had a vague feeling that it was inscribed in real gold. Half of the tube was transparent with a giant ruby crystal at the very top of the tube and the bottom half was made of some kind of black metal. The tube itself was lightweight and the lipstick inside was a brilliant red,

“Crazy bastard. What has he done to my lips? I huffed looking at my lips.“ It wasn’t this much swollen. “ Not thinking about it anymore I started brushing my teeth and started to take a hot bath before taking a hot shower. I have to pull out those these nasty things from my mind. Taking a hot shower I wrapped a towel on my hair to dry and took another one to wrap on my body. I stepped out of the bathroom and changed into a pair of jeans and sleeveless regular white top. Then dried my hair and left them free, putting a light makeup with a deep red lipstick to hide the swells of my lips.

Long dark lashes framed deep brown eyes, and a tiny beauty mark, so small one would have to be as close as I was to see it, dotted the area above her lush lips. My eyes dipped to her mouth. The heat from my gut spread to my stomach. She wore the same lipstick from the exhibition. Bold, red, and seductive, like a siren's call amidst a sea of tranquil calm. I wanted to rub my thumb across her bottom lip and smear her perfect lipstick until she was nothing more than a beautiful mess. To peel back the composed mask and see the ugliness underneath. Vivian may be wrapped in a pretty package, but a Lau was a Lau. They were all cut from the same mold.

It was perfect. The final element of my makeup was my lipstick. Normally, I loathed dark lipstick. But tonight was different. Tonight, I wanted to charm my brother so thoroughly that he wouldn't know what hit him. I found a deep purplish-maroon stick. It was a Mac lipstick. They had some decent products. Carefully painting the middle of my lips with it, I pursed them together and rolled them around until they were coated right to the edges. Then, I used black lip liner to draw the thinnest outline I could.