Mk Flawless Victory 소설 & 이야기

I answered as Maddison continued applying a light layer of make-up to my face. My features were naturally beautiful, so I didn’t need to wear makeup, but I had dark circles under my eyes and my cheeks were still slightly hallow. So other than a light contour, a few highlights and a bit of lip gloss, I didn’t need anything else. The makeup did nothing more than enhance my natural beauty and masked the flaws that still lingered from two years of neglect. “About facing Ethan again?” Maddison pulled back her hand and stepped back to admire her work. “I don’t think it is necessary. Once he sees you, I am fairly sure he will drop to his knees and beg for forgiveness.”

"Does this fool know that I have no limit to finances?" He turned his head and stared at Damont who felt a cold hand squeeze his heart. He trembled slightly and couldn't stare him down so he lowered his eyes. Frost made a 70 million bid and Damont again raised it to 80 million. He was determined to gift Vinca the vase she had desired to get. His small mind was overworking. Vinca had lost her memory so she didn't remember him. Moreover, the kidnapping incident involving him and what followed after was completely wiped off her memory.

"How are you, Vanilla?" "I-I'm good," Vanilla replied, awkward and nervous. Her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her chest cavity from excitement, the man she idolized used to greet her and still remembered her name. Nick chuckled, he observed Vanilla's beautiful face. When compared to Vanilla back then of course the Vanilla who was now in front of him now was very much different, looking more mature and more beautiful. Her hair was reddish yellow, her eyes were dark blue, her eyebrows were thin but perfectly formed, and her lips looked plump. The girl had almost no flaws. Nick was sure Beck must have some sort of vision impairment.

“Chloe would never do something like that. I can prove she wasn’t the one driving the car.” “I believe in Chloe, too. I won’t let her get hurt again.” System: [Host, both Casey and Finn’s affection level for you has reached 90%. Are you sure you don’t want to restart the mission?] “No. Are the remaining points enough to exchange for all the truth-revealing videos?” After receiving confirmation from the System, I immediately exchanged my points for the videos.

I spent my days watching him work, telling myself that underneath his mean, successful attitude was a good man. But working close to him had ruined that dream. To the daytime Blake, I was ugly and forgettable. But tonight, his sharp, dark eyes were fixed completely on me. I started to dance, letting the slow music move my body. The black silk flowed around my legs as I moved across the stage with a confidence I only had in the dark. I moved closer to his table on purpose to make things more exciting. The club owners had promised a huge cash bonus to anyone who could get Blake’s full attention tonight.

What should she do with this information? She quickly gave a small bow and composed herself by facing the front, she shouldn’t let the small smile deceive her because any slight mistake from her might wipe off all the smiles she has been wearing since the Alpha was pleased with her food. The team of Prince Falkor in which Alexa and Ore were members was announced to be the second winner so they will be advancing to the next stage where the final winner will be announced

There’s nothing of Marlowe in her; her face is a mirror of my own. “What’s wrong, Victory?” I ask her, almost whispering. She drops her eyes to the floor. “Nothing,” she says, then leans into me and wraps her tiny arms around my neck. I wrap my arms around her and am about to ask her again, but then Gray’s at the door. “How does a guy get in on that hug?” he asks. Victory runs to him, her face bright now, no trace of the sadness I saw a moment ago. He lofts her into the air and then squeezes her. We smile at each other over Victory’s head as she giggles with delight. He puts her back down.

gushhh. I was his expression, he was impressed, but then he quickly changed it and acted all normal. "Veronica you did an explosive job on her , like oh my God I can't even recognize her" Martins said smiling. "Thank you sir, we are best at what we do" she said with a smile and left. I had on me this black spaghetti hand leather dress that stopped above my knee, black heels and my dirty blonde hair was well straighten and arranged. The makeup was nude and beautiful, I knew I was beautiful, whether Diego says it or not.

The devil who was controlling his body chuckles. “It’s useless. Do you think a toy could hurt me?” “Loser.” “What do you mean?” “You didn’t let me take the sword. It means, you were afraid, right?“ “Haha. How could it be?” “So?” “Fine. I’ll let you take it. Let me see… what you can do with that trash.” The handsome man took Tiara’s sword. He closed his eyes for a moment. His face was serious, concentrating on the power of his Dark Flame. A second later, a pitch black flame came out from his hand. Then, the flames spread slowly, burning every inch of the sword.

Maria cursed, “that bastard.” She felt her blood boiled under her skin, the only thing she tasted on her tongue was revenge. She never cared whether it was bloodlust or just a rush of Adrenaline but she knew she would kill him, and she would enjoy every bit of it. She saw the way he, Andre, looked at her, he saw his face when she smiled for the first time. Yes, she knew she was beautiful, the kind of beauty that every man wanted but no, he looked at her differently. He looked at her, he didn't see a sexy lady he would lay with like most men, he saw an innocent sheep losing its way slowly.