The Power Of Makeup

Rosette Young POV'

My eyes widened as I followed Hayley to the secluded VIP room. I had heard rumors about the Yves brothers but I dismissed the idea that they were Taylor and Caleb. As we entered the room, I was struck by the opulence and luxury that surrounded me. The room was a world of its own, with classy decor and a lively atmosphere. There was a mini party going on, with people laughing and chatting over drinks.

Hayley seemed to know exactly what she was doing, twirling her hair and winking seductively at the men in the room. Me, on the other hand, was more reserved, taking in the scene with a mixture of curiosity and caution. As Hayley finished up and prepared to leave, she gave me a subtle nod, indicating that it was time for me to follow.

As I turned to leave, I bumped into a figure, spilling a small amount of drink on his expensive-looking shirt. "Sorry... Sorry," I instinctively apologized, but my words trailed off as I noticed a familiar figure standing behind the man I had bumped into. My blood ran cold as I saw Caleb and Taylor, chatting with a group of people.

The man I had bumped into was furious, yelling at me and drawing attention from the crowd. "Hey bitch, where are you looking at? You soiled my expensive dress," he shouted, his face red with anger. I apologized profusely, but he wouldn't let up. "Do you know who I am?" he demanded, his voice growing louder.

As I continued to apologize, the man grabbed my arm and dragged me over to the Yves brothers. Taylor's gaze locked onto mine, and a devious smirk slowly spread across his face. I felt a chill run down my spine as I realized I was trapped.

"Well, well, well," Taylor said, his voice dripping with amusement. "Look what we have here. The little mouse from school, all grown up and serving drinks."

Caleb's eyes narrowed as he took in my appearance.

"Yes, she's definitely changed," he said, his voice laced with sarcasm. "But she's still just as clumsy as ever, it seems."

Josef Brown replied curtly.

The man who had yelled at me earlier seemed to relax a bit, now that the Yves brothers were involved. "Sorry, guys," he said. "I didn't mean to cause a scene. I just got a bit... irritated."

Taylor waved his hand dismissively. "No need to apologize, Victor. We're just enjoying the show."

I felt my face heat up with embarrassment as Taylor Yves and Josef continued to taunt me. I knew I had to get out of there, but my feet seemed rooted to the spot. What was I going to do?