Novel & Cerita Tiara Makeine

"Hey, Al," Jake came over to give me a hug as we arrived at the racetrack. "Yo bro," I grinned back. "What's up man!" My brother turned his attention to Tyler who was stood beside me, giving him a passionate bro-hug which was majorly reciprocated. "That's a sick car you've got there," Tyler commented, gesturing towards the white Subaru parked behind him. "Impreza STI?" "Yep," Jake confirmed the car's make. "2006 model, so it's classic."

Tiara brought drinks and snacks to her living room. She does rent a small rented house while working. Actually there are several rooms in this house and, friends who share the same profession with her where she works also live here. Only now they are on duty until the evening. While she was on holiday because Dr. Keanu was also on leave and she was used to accompanying the pediatrician while practicing at the hospital. “Drink it first, sis. Sorry, just a perfunctory treat,” she said politely while putting the tray in front of Shanum.

I tilted my head and shoved it out. Iris designed my hair and and made my make up like she's used to do this things. She laughed when I sneezed the moment she was putting foundation. "Hey, do you wanna wear this?" She showed me a tiara. "Whose tiara is that? It looks expensive." "It's because it's authentic. It's mine. You can wear it though. Just make sure to give it back. My brother will kill me." "No need, Iris," I awkwardly smiled and took a pair of butterfly hairpin from my pouch. "I'm gonna use this." I stared at it and bit my lips to suppress another smile.

I looked at Gladys and then back at him. "I see that you found yourself a new toy," I told him. A grim line formed between his eyebrows. He returned his attention to me before responding. "Because of Gladys, I lost everything. So I'll make her stay till I get it all back." "And how do you I intend to do that?" "Just like I am doing. I'll keep trying." "Try harder," I told him and when I slightly turned, my gaze fell on someone looking lost. It was Tiffany and two of my guards. Tiffany was dressed in a beautiful black laced gown and a mask. The dress was an off shower gown that revealed her neck and shoulders.

But this was making her a little uncomfortable. “We’re all girls here, Daria…” Tyler said, pulling the ‘Beyatch’ T-shirt over her head and on. She grabbed the tiara and set it on her head. “Now who’s a beyatch?” The rest of the girls laughed loudly. Daria smiled and lined up five shot glasses on the counter and poured tequila into each, filling them up to the top.

Jose said softly after a while. "Oh, really? And what do you want in exchange?... A makeout session or more?" Tiara smirked. "Nothing... Just stop messing with men." They locked their gazes for a moment. "I will think about it. By the way, don't worry...I don't sleep with married men." Tiara winked before leaving the restroom. . In the hall, Ariadne and the kids were waiting for Tiara. "Sorry, I was talking to someone. Did I keep you waiting for long?" Tiara said as she approached them.

Tiara was the only one who heard this because they were so close. "What a temptress!" Diandra approached Tiara, glaring sarcastically before pushing her. This caused Tiara's heels to break. "Hey! Don't you know how much these shoes cost?!" Tiara was angry because her shoes hadn't been replaced after being damaged in a fall, and now they were broken again. "I don't know! It's your own fault for flirting with someone's future husband!" Diandra cursed, not knowing who Tiara really was. "Ten million! You two have to pay ten million!" Tiara shouted, asking for money.

She is already in the kitchen when I get there. Of course she is. Tiara has always been a morning person in the aggressive sense, the kind of morning person who has opinions before nine am and expresses them fully and expects engagement, and she is at the counter with coffee and a plate of toast that she made herself from Thalrion's kitchen like she has been doing it for years and she looks at me when I come in with an expression that is doing several things at once.

Morning greeted the windows of Tiara's small but stylish apartment. In the open-plan kitchen, Tiara was busy with an apron tied neatly over her T-shirt and jeans. She was humming to an inaudible tune as she poured juice into a pair of clear glasses. Not far from her, curled comfortably on the couch, was Imani, her friend Isla’s four-year-old daughter. The little girl sat with her knees tucked in and an expensive-looking iPad balanced against them. Tiara’s eyes kept shifting towards the child, stealing glances at her in a way that made her hands slow just slightly.

Tiara threatened with a mischievous smile plastered on her lips. “Tiara” Her mother called out her name, her tone soft with concern. Tiara stood up from where she sat, making her way to the door as she paused halfway, shooting her mother one last side glance. “I trust you will handle everything Mother” she added unlocking the door and stepping out of the room knowing she had achieved what she wanted, all that was left was to get her hands on those documents her mom had just shown her. The day of the fundraiser had finally arrived. Gemini came down the staircase, her attention glued to her tablet. Thanks to Tracy, she'd managed to book a talented makeup artist and stylist to help her look her