Sally Face Without Mask 소설 & 이야기

They called me I don't know if ill run, but I'm strong I can manage to beat them, but the problem is that they are 3 and I'm all alone. I'm ready to run when one of the gangsters throw an empty can of beer exactly to my head " I'm sorry I'm not looking for trouble" I apologized, I'm ready to walk when one of them pulled my collar and throw me on the ground "I told you I'm not here to mess with you guys!" I said calmly, I'm controlling myself now, I don't want to fight them back I was about to stand up when the man wearing a mask, I guess the leader of this shit suddenly punched me on my face, he messed with my face

Despite that, 'Ollie' refused to remove his mask and held onto it instead. "I have pimples on my face, so I don't look handsome right now. I can't show my face to Aunty Catelyn, or it's going to destroy my perfect impression on her."

Alice and Sally are wearing ripped jeans with crop tops. We look at each other in confusion and said, "What do you mean?" "Ah, that just shows too much cleavage," she says making a disgusted face. It barely shows any. Jack and I press our lips trying to control ourselves from busting out laughing while Alice and Sally are trying to fix their outfits.

“I won’t let it happen again, baby.” Massimo turned. Sally leaned against the doorway, dressed in nothing but lingerie, makeup heavy and smiling unapologetically. “Missed me?”

Like she was reading the news. “Sally,” Amanda called, tears misting in her eyes. Sally glanced at her but she remained calm as a statue. There was nothing in her eyes, no anger, no pain, just a mask of indifference. Mr. Armani sniffed, and I feared for a moment that he would cry. Sally didn’t glance at him. She didn’t even look my way, or at Anna. Instead she took Amanda’s hand and turned to leave. My jaw went slack. She did not just deliberately say those words? Did she?

"Bear with me. There might be a slight discomfort." "Alright!" Carissa closed her eyes and let the staff member expertly work on her face. The discomfort was indeed minimal, barely noticeable. "My lady, you have such fair and smooth skin, so it doesn't require much effort," Sally commented while deftly threading Carissa's face. Sally's skill was impressive, and she spoke clearly despite working on her task.

Removing his mask, he put it on her face and Lady Vienna stood still, letting it all happen. She knew he wouldn’t say no. She’s far too spoiled by him now… The duke adjusted it on her face but it shook a bit as her face was a bit small for the mask. “There.” He announced, finally finished and now he was bare-faced. When he realized he didn't have a mask on, he grabbed his coat and put it on his face. “It has been a long time since I didn’t wear a mask outside…” he mumbled, a bit panicking as he looked around for any person.

Duke said with some hesitation "Do you doubt my work? Duke Hyper-realistic face masks are made from a flexible silicone material and are designed to imitate real human features all the way down to a tiny freckle and fine wrinkles. No one will ever know the difference. Lelia will never know you have been putting on a realist mask. Now stop straining your brain and go to sleep. You will get the mask tomorrow morning," Stanley said and hung up .

Then I looked behind me. “Won’t you say hello to my wife?” Dr Wally froze. Slowly… Very slowly… He turned his head. Liana walked toward us. Each step was calm. Graceful. Her masked face hidden beneath the soft lights. She stopped beside me. Then she spoke softly. “Hello.” Her voice was calm. Polite. Then… She removed her mask. The moment her face appeared— Dr Wally’s body went completely still. His wine glass slipped from his hand.

I did not need to pass through my room’s waiting area in order to enter my queen’s room. I sat on the edge of my large bed for a while before I stood up and slowly walked in front of the full-length mirror. I gazed at the woman who stood I front of the mirror, with her face covered by an ivory mask. From the time I declared myself as the new Queen, no one has ever seen my face since then. I looked at my amber eyes in the mirror, eyes that could allure any man I wanted. They were two radiant eyes mirroring a woman of unfathomable depth of emotions, eyes that never laid bare for anyone to understand. Slowly, I removed my ivory mask. My eyes batted as I saw the face of a woman who could launch