The Power Of Makeup

Author' POV

As soon as everyone stared at Rosette, they were left in complete daze.The girl's pink bra showcased her toned midriff, while the matching panties hugged her curves in all the right places. Her outfit highlighted her vibrant style and confidence. The soft pink hue complemented her complexion, drawing attention to her dim scrowl and sparkling teary eyes. With each step, her outfit seemed to shimmer under the light, accentuating her dynamic presence.

Her hair cascaded down her back, adding a touch of elegance to her overall look. She exuded a sense of self-assurance, as if she owned the space around her. The way she carried herself with poise and confidence made her a joy to behold.

She was the complete definition of celestial beautiful under a disguise of a waitress.

The crowd's collective gaze was fixed on the striking girl, their faces a mix of awe and curiosity.

She stood tall, her beauty radiating like a spotlight, drawing in every eye.

Beside her, a flash of anger crossed Taylor's face, his scowl a stark contrast to her serene demeanor. He didn't like the unwanted gazes from onlookers on Rosette although he couldn't tell why? Seeing the lustful glanced from men, made his blood boil. The air was electric with tension as the crowd's whispers and murmurs created a hushed din, their attention riveted on her. Some onlookers seemed fascinated by her stunning looks, and the intense gaze she was receiving seemed to be the source of the anger evident on her companion's face.

The atmosphere was charged with a sense of anticipation. She danced professionally as if trained by pro strippers, but whiles dancing like a whore, tears streamed down her face wetting her cheeks.

Her Rosy cheeks made her even more adorable and dazzlingly.

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Suddenly the room fell silent as Caleb's imposing figure emerged, his presence casting a dark shadow over the vibrant party scene. The flashing lights and pulsating music seemed to falter, as if sensing the chill in the air. Caleb's face was a mask of ice, his eyes cold and unyielding, his aura radiating an unsettling intensity. The crowd's collective gaze was drawn to him, their faces a mix of fascination and fear.

On stage, Rosette's dance had been a blur of movement and music, her body swaying to the rhythm, her eyes closed in a mixture of desperation and despair. But as Josef Brown's jacket enveloped her, she opened her teary eyes, her gaze locking onto his with a mix of skepticism and wariness. Her face was streaked with tears, her skin pale and vulnerable.

Josef's face was a picture of concern, his eyes narrowed as he gazed at Rosette, his jaw clenched in a mixture of anger and protectiveness. The crowd watched with bated breath, their faces reflecting a range of emotions - shock, curiosity, and even a hint of morbid fascination. The air was thick with tension, the atmosphere heavy with unspoken questions and unresolved conflicts.

"Wh..what do you want?" She painfully queried, her chest and throat probing with pain but all Josef did was hug her tightly.

As Josef's arms wrapped around Rosette, she felt a wave of warmth wash over her, a stark contrast to the chill that had settled in her bones. The sound of her own ragged breathing was muffled by Josef's chest as he guided her out of the room, the thumping music and murmurs of the crowd fading into the distance.

But the scene behind them erupted into chaos. Caleb's face twisted in rage, his eyes blazing with fury as he landed a crushing blow to Taylor's jaw. The sound of flesh meeting flesh was sickening, and Taylor's head snapped back, his laughter mocking and cruel.

"How despicable can you be?" Caleb's voice was low and menacing, his words dripping with disgust. "Don't you have a heart anymore?"

Taylor's laughter only grew louder, his eyes glinting with malice as he taunted Caleb. "Why do you care, Caleb? Did that vixen seduce you too?"

Caleb's face darkened, his eyes flashing with a deadly intensity, his jaw clenched in a visible effort to restrain himself. The air was thick with tension, the atmosphere heavy with unspoken threats and unresolved conflicts.