(Unspoken Series #3) A young girl falls deeply in love with a boy who isn't on the same level of status as her, she is forced to choose between men with the same status as her, but what they didn't know is that the young boy is able to give what oth...
I step into the bathroom and turn on the warm water in the shower.
This is it, I'm nervous, I will finally introduce Lulu to them.
Hopefully his new makeover can never make my parents recognize him.
As the steam begins to fill the air, I take a deep breath and let the hot water wash over me.
The soothing sensation helps me relax and clear my mind. I lather up with my favorite body wash, enjoying the familiar scent.
Next, I start on my makeup, using a light foundation, some concealer, and a touch of blush to even out my complexion. A few swipes of mascara and a bold lip color complete the look.
With my makeup done, I move to my closet to choose an outfit. My eyes land on a lovely dress.
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I slip it on, admiring how it flatters my figure. To finish the look, I slide my feet into a pair of sleek high heels, the click of the buckles giving me a confidence boost.
As I waited anxiously in my room, my heart leapt when I heard a gentle tapping at the window.
Rushing over, I peered out to see Lulu carefully climbing through, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.
"Lulu!" I exclaimed in a hushed whisper, unable to contain my joy at seeing him. "Hurry, come!! I'll give you the makeover now!"
Lulu chuckled softly as he swung his legs over the windowsill, landing gracefully on the plush carpet.
I shook my head in exasperation, though a smile tugged at the corners of my lips. "You're incorrigible, you know that?" I teased, pulling him into a warm embrace. "I'm so glad you're here, and the guards and the maids didn't see you"
As Lulu settled into the chair in front of my vanity, I couldn't help but chuckle at the mischievous glint in his eyes. "Alright, my dear, let's get you all dolled up," I said, flashing him a playful wink.
First, I instructed Lulu to take a shower, handing him a fluffy, oversized towel and more body wash products and face products. He looked at me quizzically, but complied without hesitation, disappearing into the bathroom.
When he emerged, a towel wrapped loosely around his waist, I couldn't resist a teasing smile. "My, my, don't you look dashing," I teased, appraising him with a dramatic sweep of my eyes.
Before changing to his clothes, I made him sit on the vanity, and I applied skin care on him.
And that's when I made him wear that will surely shock him.
Lulu's eyes widened as I began rifling through my extensive wardrobe, pulling out a series of elegant outfit. "Wait, you can't possibly mean for me to wear _that_," he protested, his voice tinged with panic.
