Richard Jeni The Mask Novels & Stories

“You realize how insane that sounds, right? You don’t even know what she looks like without the mask. For all you know, you won’t even want her once you see her properly.” “I don’t need to see her full face,” I said sharply. “I know she’s beautiful and who said I even want to see her , I want her exactly in the mask when I fuck her. That way she’ll be forgettable to me. That’s the point.” Richard stared at me like I had completely lost my mind. “I’ve seen you with women of higher status, women everyone else would kill to be with, and you brushed them aside like they were nothing. Now a dancer with a mask has you planning strategies like this. You’re crazy.”

" When I asked, he smirked. He looked like someone who could kill her in the next second. TWO YEARS LATER I smiled as I slowly stepped out of the car; there were a slew of directors waiting for her, including the CEOs of small businesses who all wanted to collaborate with me. The powerful Miss Eleanor, the image I made for myself solely to exact revenge on him. Only a few people have seen my face, but all have felt my wealth. Only a few people will see my face before I exact my revenge. I was wearing a mask on my face and an umbrella over my head. At the time, I was the wealthiest person in town, and only a few people had seen my face.

He wasn’t sure if he would ever get back to being his old self, but he knew that he had to try. He took a sip of his champagne and tried to relax. “Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in.” A familiar voice said in a sarcastic tone. Richard looked up from his drink to see a masked man standing before him. One look of him and the arrogance that reeked of his frame and he knew immediately who it was. “What are you doing here?” Richard rolled his eyes, trying to act nonchalant about it, despite feeling otherwise. “Same thing you’re doing here,” the man replied smoothly, his lips curled up in a smirk, as he grabbed a chair from one of the tables nearby and took a seat across from Richard.

She actually slept on her phone, I guess she must be really tired. I took her phone and there was not password or pin... Woah!!! She actually designed this herself? The jewellery designs look so cool, I can't wait to employ her into my company. I went inside my room as I took my mask and hid it. No one knows I'm that face hidden behind the billionaire mask. I'm the CEO of Larson Industry, we deal with different kind of designs and product. Jewellery designs, fabric designs, leather e.t.c. I rule the company, but people don't know I'm the CEO.

she told me, very matter-of-factly. The other issue I kept bringing up was about the mask. To her credit, she had managed to find one that was relatively lightweight but fit snuggly and did a pretty good job of rendering me unrecognizable. It was a Guy Fawkes mask, like the one from the movie 'V for Vendetta', all white with a big smile, curly mustache and thin goatee. My concern was less about them recognizing me through the mask and more about how to explain why I was wearing a mask at all. I hadn't spent a lot of time around male strippers, but I was pretty sure that they didn't normally wear masks. To address this, Rachel had come up with a pretty elaborate backstory.

Sneaky glared at him, and he shut his mouth, “Miles, what is your celebrity name?” “Masketer!” Owen exclaimed like a clown. “Mask Man” Chang Mang commented, Miles touched his nose, and Sneaky protested “no way” Owen's face fell, “why?” With a straight face, Sneaky replied, "they sound scary” Owen “_” Chang Mang “_” Miles replied, "Mora's mask” Sneaky's hand froze on the cursor, Miles turned around, and entered his mother's room, he retrieved the mask and wore it.

He alerted his team and assured me that everything was fine there. I walked towards the door but stopped immediately when something caught my eyes. Some black fabric was hanging behind the frame. Jacob's a minimalist when it comes to his home decorations. I turned and walked to the frame hanging on the wall. I carefully removed it. "Bloody hell." I murmured as I saw Mamba's mask. I gulped. Jacob saw it. He has the mask all along and he never mentioned or asked anything about it. I removed the mask on the hook and hid it in my jacket's secret pocket.

Janet’s eyes moved over the selection until she chose a sleek, silver mask for herself. “Thanks!” She flashed a smile, adjusting the mask that hid her eyes behind its enigmatic gaze as she confidently walked into the party. ‘Hurry up and finish what you need to do so you can make a break from this annoying crowd!’ She whispered to herself. ‘I really hope I don’t run into anyone I know from the past.’

I doubt he would keep you around. Sasha was about to say something, but I held my hand up. Walking over to Jeni, with her dirty blond-colored hair and her contacts that made her eyes look like muddy brown, the makeup she was wearing made her look like a clown. She was smirking at me like she had more to say, so I dared her to say something else, anything. I want her to say one more word to me. "Do you have anything else to say, Mrs. Jeni, before I respond?" She opened her mouth. That's when I took my hand and pulled her tongue right out of her mouth. Her scream turned into a muffle while I held onto her tongue.

He would let him and Krista play the game too. Jerry had finished his mask within one day; it was the fastest he'd ever done one for him. He told Jon that it was easier to make one look like someone specific than someone he was making up himself. He had only been able to get one done, but that was enough for Jon right now. While the real Andy and Dennis were busy, he decided to test the mask out. The security and police didn't pay attention to him when he got on the elevator. He still had the penthouse key card from when he pretended to be the delivery woman. Everything had gone smoother than he could have hoped. "It's all in your head. You need someone to blame, so you chose me. You