Maid Look Novels & Stories

I reported with a hint of relief. "Excellent! Now slip into this elegant black dress and these matching black flats," Mrs Haggadah instructed. The dress gracefully fell to my knees, adorned with subtle diamonds that shimmered, while the flats also boasted delicate diamond embellishments. In this ensemble, I couldn't help but feel like a princess. Mrs. Haggadah then worked her magic on my hair, carefully arranging my long waves, topping it off with a floral crown. I knew this attire would undoubtedly draw attention, but I realized it was a necessary risk for our mission. Disguising myself as a maid wouldn't suffice.

The plan was for her to get some time to herself before the kids return from school. Immediately he stepped into the company in confident long strides, a lot of ladies started adjusting their dresses and makeups and got ready to greet him to get his attention. Amongst those desperate ladies trying to get his attention was the moderately dressed Marvel in a tight body con dress highlighting her gorgeous body but her face caked with heavy makeup. She might have a nice body through series of surgeries but facially, she doesn’t look very pleasant because of most of the cosmetic surgery she did in the past that went bad with time.

Half an hour later, a knock was heard on the door and opening it, the maid from earlier stepped in with two women behind her. "Get her ready" ordered the maid before leaving them alone. Evelyn got to realize that they were make-up artist sent by Xander. The two women stepped in doing all their best to make Evelyn look their best. It took little effort for them to fulfill this as Evelyn was already a beautiful Master piece on her own. Her hair was styled into a bun with two strands of hair curled up on each side of her face. The red lipstick on her lips coupled with the red peacock mask made her look like a masked diva.

“Ok fine! Just mascara and eyeliner, and maybe a little blush, and obviously lip gloss.” Ugh. I knew this was a stupid idea. Mia moves swiftly, swiping and lightly brushing as she does her best to make me look presentable. I tap my foot impatiently as she finally pulls away. I open my eyes and she is smiling brightly at me. “Just some clear gloss.” She reassures me. “To not overwhelm you.”

I also found out the names of the other three maids: Marla, Ingrid, Beth, and Quinn. Once Marla added the last finishing spray on my face, they led me to the large floor-to-ceiling mirror in the room to survey their work. They’d managed to put my wildly curly hair in an updo in a way that showed off my neck and shoulders due to the off-shoulder dress. They’d left a few tendrils to frame my face. The green of my eyes was prominent because of the dress and the smoky green eyeshadow they’d donned on me. My lips were the right cross between pink and red, making me look both very soft and feminine and yet powerful. I turned around taking in myself. I looked like someone I didn’t know. It seemed l

The boots were made of a shiny material that caught the light, making her legs seem to go on forever. Mia's exotic makeup was bold and eye-catching, with a focus on accentuating her striking features. Her eyes were lined with a thick layer of black eyeliner, making her bright brown eyes pop against the dark backdrop of her eyelids. Her eyelashes were long and luscious, coated with a thick layer of mascara that made them seem to flutter like butterfly wings. Her lips were painted a deep shade of red, a color that seemed to glow under the bright lights. Mia's black hair cascaded down her back in luscious, curly waves. The curls were tight and bouncy, framing her face and accentuating her strik

They only cried for a few minutes before the makeup artist adjust their makeups as their men are on their way. Hidaya is wearing a purple lace with black beads around it and mauve flowers around it. She has her head tied in mauve raw silk looking like the bride she is. The lace is sewn into a flay gown that tightened around the bust but then flayed down to her legs, closing it all. A nettish mauve veil is draped around her shoulder and he legs are closed with black pumps giving her more height than needed but she isn't complaining, she loves heels after all.

The stylists worked with careful precision, making sure every detail was perfect without making Maya feel too much like a mannequin. Through it all, her mother stayed nearby, occasionally offering input but mostly watching with a proud smile. Anika popped in a few times, curious about the transformation, and each time she grinned wide and whispered, “You look like a princess.” By the time they finished, Maya caught her reflection in the mirror and blinked. The makeup was soft and natural, enhancing her features without masking them. Her hair fell in loose waves over her shoulders, pinned slightly at the sides with delicate clips. The gown — a deep emerald green that brought out the warmth in

If Damon came looking for her… He wouldn’t even recognize the woman she was about to become. The knock on the door came barely thirty minutes later. Rhian opened it to find the makeup artist she’d requested—Marla—standing with her usual confident poise, her kit slung over one shoulder. Beside her was Lydia, Rhian’s loyal assistant, carrying a garment bag and a small suitcase filled with cosmetics, wigs, and accessories. “You look like hell,” Marla said bluntly, stepping inside. “Let’s fix that.” Rhian managed a half-smile. “Exactly what I need.”

Her make up was purely black and she let down her hair Cindy and Blue stared at her in shock Blue: you.....look ...... Cindy: scar....rrry Blue: yeah you look really scary Cindy : are you going to a Halloween party? Audrey: hahahaha. I just wanted to feel good Blue: change the makeup please. At least to red, it will blend with the gown Audrey: sure! Or else the national maid and servants agency will not sign me up. Cindy : cause you look like a witch but Blue looks awesome with her dyed hair. From brown to blonde. Blonde fits you Blue