The Power Of Makeup

Rosette Young POV'

Mr. Brown oblivious to the tension gradually building up between Joseph and I retorted coolly." Josef do you know Rosette here."

Josef rolled his eyes, staring at me with burning rage before replying." She is the loser girl I told you about.

The girl I humiliated publicly for proposing to me— uncle you should have been there to see her fake charade.

She is nothing but a bootlicker, waiting for a chance to seduce men."

Josef's words cut through my mind like a knife, leaving me feeling raw and vulnerable. I couldn't believe I once liked this jerk!

As I stood in the office, I could feel the weight of Josef's anger and resentment bearing down on me.

Meanwhile instead of Mr. Brown to humiliate me as Josef anticipated, he rather looked mad, and not the kind of mad that could be dissipated, the kind of rage that made you feel like peeing in your pants.

Mr. Brown's voice was like a slap to Josef's face, cold and unforgiving. "Is that how you should behave towards a girl, Josef? Is this how you were raised to be?

Rosette is my new employee and taunting Rosette is like taunting me, is that what you want. "

"No."

"Then apologize to Rosette this instant before I reconsider my idea of hosting your stupid party."

The words hung in the air like a challenge, and Josef's face reddened with anger.

Josef was a tall and lean young man, with piercing blue eyes and chiseled features. His dark hair was styled perfectly, and his sharp jawline was accentuated by a hint of stubble. He was dressed in the latest fashion trends, and his confidence and arrogance radiated from every pore.

"Sorry Rosette" He muttered barely audible.He gaze instantly met mine, his eyes cold and unforgiving sending shivers down my spine. I gulped down nervously.

But Mr. Brown wasn't satisfied with Josef's half-hearted apology. "I didn't hear you, Josef," he said, his voice firm. "Apologize to Rosette properly."

Josef's eyes flashed with anger, but he knew he had to comply. "I am sorry, Rosette," he said through gritted teeth, his voice dripping with venom.

"Now leave my sight." Mr. Brown growled, snapping something inside of me.

No one had ever stood up for me like Mr. Brown had did, even though Josef was his blood relative, he stood by my side a stranger he only met today and I felt gratitude.

As Josef left the office, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. But it was short-lived.

"Thank you." I mouthed to Mr. Brown who only smiled at me, watching me intensely. I felt uncomfortable with his wild stare but I knew I had to pretend it didn't bother me the slightest.

"So see you tomorrow then." I heard him say as I closed the glass door.

I hadn't realize the breath I held until I was out of the damn office which seemed to close in on me.

I concluded there and then that there was something wrong with the Brown family. Just meeting the men, had shivers run downn my spine.

As I walked down the hallway, I was slammed against the wall, my eyes meeting Josef's fiery gaze.

"You think you're so special, don't you?" Josef sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "You think you can just waltz in here and charm my uncle?"

The words were like a punch to my gut, leaving me breathless and reeling. I shook my head, my eyes welling up with tears. He had me pinned to a door with a bare nail sticking out.

How ruthless?!

"I didn't mean to...I didn't know..."

But Josef wasn't interested in my excuses. He slapped me, the sound echoing off the walls like a crack of thunder. The pain was intense, like a burning fire on my skin.

I felt like I was losing myself, like I was drowning in a sea of pain and fear. I was no longer a person, but a mere object, a punching bag for Josef's anger.

The reason for Josef's anger was my supposed attempt to charm his uncle, Mr. Brown. Josef believed that I was trying to manipulate his uncle into liking me, and he was furious.

As the slaps rained down on my cheeks, I felt like I was being torn apart. Each strike was like a blow to my soul, leaving me feeling raw and vulnerable. I was trapped in a nightmare, and I didn't know how to escape.

When Josef finally stopped, I was left gasping for breath, my face throbbing in pain. I looked up at him, my eyes filled with tears, and saw the hatred in his eyes. "Tomorrow, don't you dare miss school, understood?"

Josef growled, his voice menacing. I nodded, my voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, I understand." As Josef walked away, I let out a sob, my body shaking with fear and pain. I knew I had to endure whatever Josef had planned for me, but I didn't know if I could survive. The reason for my silence was due to the job I acquired today, I was grateful to Mr. Brown offer that is why I became Josef punching bag a minute ago.

I was in dire need of this job, if I wanted to continue to survive.

...

The rest of the day was a blur, my mind consumed by the pain and fear that lingered long after Josef's departure. I went home, my face throbbing in pain, and my heart heavy with sorrow. My room was my second sanctuary, a place where I could escape the pain and humiliation.

The walls were painted a soothing blue, and the bed was covered with a soft, white blanket. The room was dimly lit, with only a faint glow from the moon outside. As I lay in bed, I couldn't help but wonder what I had done to deserve such treatment. Was I really that unworthy?

The thought sent a pang of sadness through me, and I felt like crying all over again. But I knew I couldn't give up. I had to prove myself, to show Josef and everyone else that I was more than just a piece of trash.

I was determined to study hard and make something of myself, no matter what. As I drifted off to sleep, my mind was filled with visions of a better future, one where I was respected and valued. But for now, I had to endure the pain and humiliation, and hope that someday, I would be free.