Perfect Illusion Claudia Tan Novels & Stories

She dialled Jade's number again but this time, it was switched off. A disappointed look appeared on her face. Her mind crowded with thoughts. Thoughts that she'd wasted her time and had high hopes. Tears clouded in her eyes as she thought about it. It's a fake relationship anyway. Meanwhile, Jade remembered and was about to reach for his phone when a lady in black called him. It was Chloe Charles. Her black hair was well styled, and she had a hot-red shade of lipstick on. Looking all baked up. "Hello love." Her seducing voice called out to Jade as she takes off the dark shades off her face.

"I promise." I wanted to touch him, and I had no idea why. His facial features were angular and his lips were full and his eyelashes were so long—this man was just gorgeous and in such a different way from Xavier. He was also absolutely covered in tattoos and if he weren't sitting on the other couch, I definitely would have had to bury myself in the forest after failing to keep my hands to myself. Tattoos weren't very common in my pack, so I'd always wondered if the skin felt different there. "Darling you're staring," Laian drawled in amusement, his eyes never leaving his book.

she reached out her hand to shake his hand; this is my camera; what you have done was terrific. Claire stood in front of Tania and smiled, "yes, it was,” she said sarcastically. "Shouldn't you be back at your photo shoot? As you can see, this is a personal matter." Tania smirked, "I remember you, the girl who always followed in my shadow; it looks to me like it's more than just a personal matter Claire." Claire gave a fake smile, "follow your shadow? Wouldn't that be me trying for an Anorexic advert?"

Diana stepped out of the shower wrapped in a towel, but when she saw her reflection in the mirror, she dropped it. She couldn't believe it, it was amazing to know that she still had a perfect body. Her breasts were firm, but now larger than before, her waist still looked narrow, her legs were now more shapely than before, and her butt, which had always been her greatest attribute after her face, was arguably now enviable. «At least all is not lost,» She said to herself with a shrug.

They could ruin your image, tarnish the name of your company, and drag you down with them. "You have exactly thirty seconds to get out of my office." Her eyes, covered by thick false eyelashes, opened wide with disbelief before she stood and exited. What is wrong with these women? I thought to myself, shaking my head. I called for the next person, hoping it was someone better, but this one was worse. She had to about eighty percent plastic: her boobs, butt, facial features. She was dark in complexion but had on a blonde weave or a wig, or whatever that long straw-thing was, blue lips, blue nails, and a blue dress to complete her already clownish look.

Her nails dug into my back when I began kissing her neck again and she groaned into my ears. "Oh my god," she let out. The room was letting off a golden effect from the gold curtains and interior. Her dress slipped down her legs. She laid there in a pair of Victoria Secret lace underwear. Jessica had a beautiful body with no flaws. Her skin was smooth as silk and she was as beautiful as she was back in high school when we first slept together. All the memories came flashing back in my head and cleared away my thoughts about Jasmine: what was she doing now? Was she alright? Was she kissing Bradley? Was she lying about going to see her mom at the hospital? What's wrong with her mom?

"Let's do this. Seraphina, I want you to own this space. You're not asking for permission to be here. You're claiming what's yours." Except what's mine was taken from me before I knew I had it. The thought must show on my face because Aurelius moves slightly, and even though he's fifteen feet away, I feel it. That shift. That silent reminder: You're not alone in this. I channel every ounce of rage into the camera. Every violation. Every stolen choice. Every moment, I've had to smile through pain because showing it would make me "difficult." "YES!" Claudia is practically vibrating. "That's the cover shot. That's the woman who survived the scandal and built an empire anyway. Beautiful."

Clara said. “Listen, I’m not that dumb and besides that little girl is gullible anyway. She’s just like her mother! Very easy to fool!” Claudia responded back. “So you were deceiving me all this while?” The voice of Raya filled the entire room, she seemed to be fuming with so much anger and her eyes seemed to have darkened. “Wait, you have been standing there all along?” Claudia briskly asked while turning to glare at Raya who looked beyond angry.

She already had her makeup done, so she just put a fresh look and we both went to change. It was harder than I expected to pull up the full leather dress. It clung to my skin like they made it for me. Looking at myself in the mirror, I didn’t recognize myself. My hair was curled and let down, my makeup was heavy but mysterious. The dress was a thicker strap that went into a deep V making my cleavage stand out perfectly. It went just below my ass, so if I bent over, everything would be visible. Black strappy heels were set out for me to wear. I felt like a damn hooker, but I won’t lie and say I didn’t feel sexy. “Damn girl, you look mouthwatering!” Claudia emerged from the bathroom wearing a

“Inner peace? Adjust their approach? With our kids? He’ll be eaten alive.” Anne laughs. “By breakfast time.” The next candidate glides in, and she’s impossible to miss. Claudia is tall, curvy, with platinum blond hair. Her crimson dress hugs every inch of her body like it was painted on. Her stilettos click against the wooden floor, and her smile is almost as dazzling as her cleavage, both aimed squarely at me. “Mr. Brennan,” Claudia purrs, extending a perfectly manicured hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”