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He says that as he takes out his phone. "I'm not looking for ladies right, and I'm looking for a guy." My face brightens when she says that. I look at my manager as he focuses his eyes on her. "Since the next showcase is for grooms." After that, I slightly bite my lips because of excitement. "Do you have someone in mind?" She added. I kick my manager's feet and look at him. I am giving him the signal to mention me.

' and then I click the search botton. '• treat your fiance with respect.... "There is no fiance man, because of her only I need to impress them uhhhh" I thought. CANCELLED!! •Dress up.... "Man I'm a freaking businessman and always in my business and professional attires, that's also not going to work." I thought again. CANCELLED!! •Take interests in their hobbies... "What's their hobbies???? Should I massage Allena??? Yeah I can do that she might be helped me." '

I locked my phone screen and watched as it went black. My fingers unconsciously tightened, crumpling the study abroad application form in front of me. In the classroom, the students' chatter continued. "Wow! Jemima Ford is fully aware of how attractive she is. I heard even matchmaking agencies have reached out to her!" "Right? She just came back from studying abroad. She's also got a car and a house. She's pretty and rich." "Look at Professor Dawson's expression. She's looking at Jemima like she's her future daughter-in-law!"

The room was breathtaking, a symphony of crystal chandeliers, ornate decorations, and elegantly dressed guests. The air buzzed with conversation, laughter, and the clinking of glasses. I scanned the crowd, searching for Adrian. I spotted him near the stage, deep in conversation with a group of people. He looked incredibly handsome in a black tuxedo, his hair perfectly styled. A sigh escaped my lips. He was undeniably attractive. I took a deep breath and approached him, trying to project an air of confidence I didn't feel. "Hey," I said softly, trying to catch his attention.

The recent days at the gym, where I had joyfully perspired and pushed my limits, had undoubtedly contributed to the confident fit of the suit. Meanwhile, Cain, well-versed in the art of attending grand events on behalf of the company, lent his skilled touch to my hair. His deft fingers worked like a maestro, expertly arranging my locks to complement the elegance of the suit and accentuate my features. With each meticulous adjustment, he seemed to weave a touch of sophistication and charisma into my appearance. Together, adorned in our newfound elegance, we stood ready to step into a world beyond our own—a world of glamour, secrets, and boundless possibilities.

What is it that makes him captivate everyone’s attention? Is it because he is tall? Will Henry be tall like him, too? This time, his suit is navy blue, and his neck-length hair is held back securely and neatly—no, he trimmed it. He got a haircut for a fake proposal? I didn’t even do my nails.

My brain didn't immediately pick up the meaning behind her last statement, but when it did, I stared at Dawin in shock. “Wait… you are…” I stammered, batting my lashes vigorously. Dawin maintained a polite smile with his two hands tucked away in his pocket. He nodded, and a few unusual things I had noticed began to add up. From how he had his personal makeover artist to his extremely handsome idol look. Peony noticed the tensed mood, and she asked, “Didn't your partner know that you are an artist? Most popular, to be precise,” she snickered, palming her mouth with a mocking look.

"You'll see." The guy came back. "So do we have an idea of what we want?" "My boyfriend will be doing a blonde ombre." I smiled. "And me...I'll need to look, why don't you start on him?” "Follow me back here sir." "Are you sure about this Jovie?" Reno asked. "No. But that's what make it fun right?" *** When we emerged from the salon it was dark outside. While we didn't look completely different, we definitely wouldn't be easily spotted.

Her flowing black hair covered her face so I couldn't see what she looked like. “I have no idea but this is the fourth time I’m retouching my makeup!” Another girl with bright blue eyes groaned. “It's worth it, he's hot, plus you could totally become his Luna,” a third girl smiled but I could tell it didn't reach her eyes. I rolled my eyes at them as I continued through the crowd. It was the welcoming party of the Prince and heir to the throne of the Golden Claw Pack and the King of Alpha was throwing his son a welcoming party that doubled as a search for a wife party for him.

“Today! We are going to start shopping, then we will meet your man at his happy hour gig. I told him that I had some things to do with you, so we would come together.” I get ready fairly quickly and Cade brings me to some party supply stores and novelty shops. Penis straws and rainbow streamers and all kinds of glittery rainbow covered items and lots of talk about things that I really don’t want to give details on. “Seriously! Cade, the next thing you know you’ll want to know what color the ball on his penis piercing is!” “Shit! I didn’t even know his dick was pierced! I am slacking as a friend!” Cade gasps then chuckles, “of course he chose purple, because of you!”