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It was an all-night mask party, the perfect event for a girl drunk in love… lust… whatever! I parked in the driveway and changed quickly into a befitting outfit, one that would conceal my identity, and pulled a barocco mask over my face. I had the designer create a mouth hole in it. It was perfect! My lips pulled out seductively through the mouth hole on the mask, and I spread a luminous, intense red lipstick on them, accentuating their plumpness. The perfect fit for capturing Zeeb’s lips. Now I was no rookie to this shit. I have done a lot of these deals for Alpha Eugene on his women. I was certain that this would be a piece of cake. After tonight, Zeeb would never leave my side.

They called me I don't know if ill run, but I'm strong I can manage to beat them, but the problem is that they are 3 and I'm all alone. I'm ready to run when one of the gangsters throw an empty can of beer exactly to my head " I'm sorry I'm not looking for trouble" I apologized, I'm ready to walk when one of them pulled my collar and throw me on the ground "I told you I'm not here to mess with you guys!" I said calmly, I'm controlling myself now, I don't want to fight them back I was about to stand up when the man wearing a mask, I guess the leader of this shit suddenly punched me on my face, he messed with my face

Chapter three- His Mask Third-person POV She looks at the performer dumbfounded by the singer who has a hat on and a mask on his face, he smiles in her way and she can see it from the way his eyes were shining in her way. Seconds later, she holds her chest as she feels her heart beating faster and her chest tightening. So she walks towards the performers and stands at the tip of the platform, she doesn’t stop there but walks forward.

I carefully read through the terms and conditions, took a deep breath, and scribbled my name at the bottom, handing it back to her without a second thought. Barbara fixed her gaze on me, a spark of excitement in her eyes, and declared, "Alright, get ready for the photoshoot." She gestured towards her camera and the array of video recording equipment, giving me a rush of adrenaline. Then, she handed me a sleek black mask, its silver glossy markings shimmering under the studio lights. It was designed to cover just my forehead and the area below my eyes—striking and mysterious. I slipped the mask on, feeling an exhilarating mix of anonymity and anticipation. She studied me for a moment, a smirk

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She also covered her lips. Although she didn't cover her entire mouth, she left only a small gap in between her lips. Jonason replied, "I want to use the face mask too." Miley gave him a piece of mask and said, "It's an antioxidant one. It should be suitable for you." "What is 'antioxidant'?" Jonason expressed he did not understand it. Miley said, "It's for anti-aging." Jonason murmured, "Am I very old?"

“It was a helmet, not just a mask. Where is the rest of it?” “Huh?” She’s looking at me now, a strand of hair falling loose from the messy bun I watched her wind and tie back half an hour ago, imagining the curve of her spine and the indent between her shoulders, the same places I kissed– “Aris?” “What?” “Are you listening? This mask is supposed to be connected to a head guard–it’s a helmet. That’s why it won’t fit over your face and why it’s so heavy.” “Well, shit.”

The tailor has listened to our exchange, and he disappears for a few moments before returning with everything Zayden described. ‘I hear it’s a masquerade ball?’ he smiles. ‘It is indeed. Do you have masks?’ I ask him. ‘Yes, I have masks,’ he says as he retrieves a bundle for us to look through. I choose a black mask that covers all of my forehead and my nose. It covers enough of my face that no one will be able to recognize me. Zayden comes out of another room to show us his outfit. He looks amazing. ‘Alright. We will take those, and he will need boots,’ I say, looking at his bare feet.

Today is really an exhausting day, I want to sleep so bad right now, but I have to prepare all of the necessary stuff that we'd be using in the mission. I took my blazer off and placed it on the couch, and went upstairs to my room. I took some of my clothes and the gadgets that I'll need. I took my medical kits and placed them in a small bag. I took my other gadgets, such as an extra laptop, a smartphone with a secured line, an earpiece, and my handguns and flash grenades. We might not need it since we're going undercover at school, but it can still be risky. In a mission like this, anything can go wrong at any time, which is why we can never trust others and sometimes not even ourselves.

“Go on.” She changed into the robe, tying the belt loosely around her waist, her hair falling around her shoulders, and stepped out to find Theo already waiting, dressed in his robe. “Ready?” She nodded, pulling her robe tighter. They started with a foot soak, the warm water easing the weight and tension in her legs. Olivia leaned back in the chair, closing her eyes, letting herself breathe. “Better?” Theo’s voice was quiet. She didn't open her eyes. “Yeah,” she admitted.