Reign
"I am not marrying Anyone!" I firmly said.
"Yes you are." My Mother said and shrugged, not caring at all.
"You're Impossible!" I pull my hair out of frustration and march my way out of her suffocating office.
"The engagement party will be this 7 In the Evening, Dress up and Don't make me drag you." I heard her said right before I closed the door with a loud bang.
I make my way to my room and slam my self in my bed.
"They don't care.." I said to no one. Sighing, I stood up again and walk to my walk in closet.. I'd better prepare or else, my Mom will. And believe me.. I hate her taste of Fashion---
A loud knock boomed in my door. Applying my last master piece, which is my Red Velvet Lipstick. I stood up and opened the door..
"Hurry up Reignelle! Dammit." My Mom said exasperatedly and grab my hand, literary drag me downstairs.
"Mom! I can walk you know! Let go of me!" I whine and she forcedly let go of me and I stumbled back causing me to fall on my butt. This girl is a bitch! I thought and glared at her as she smirk down at me.
"Get up or I'll make you!" She then rose her brow at me. I stood up and wipe my dress.
"bitch." I spat and she glare at me.
I make my way to the limousine who's waiting for me outside the Mansion and get inside. I fix my messy wavy hair while waiting for the Demon.
"Smile when we get there, or else I'll paint your face that would look like McDonald." The Demon said seating beside me in the limo. I remained silent. I'm tired of her.
"Let's go George." She said and off we go.
If I were to Choose what kind of life I want In my next life, I would Choose being poor and have A Loving Parents and a Brother than being Rich and be a pet of my parents.
"The Party will start at 9, come with me in my reserved suite. The make up artist and fashion designer were already there.." Mom said upon entering the 5 Star Hotel. I frown.
"What the Fuck do you mean? You said it'll start in 7?!" I said glaring at her.
"Well, this ain't dress up. You only applied Red lipstick and wear that Silver dress that didn't suit you. And I'm aware of your rubber shoes underneath that dress." She said and my jaw just dropped.
"Jesus! You're unbelievable!" I cried and make my way to her reserve room.. Which is the usual suite she used whenever we came here.
Entering the suite I saw two girl
Piling different dress in the bed. The girl in blonde saw me first and she quickly make her way towards me.
"Hello Ms. Hussein! I'm Lamia, the make up artists! Well.. Let's start?" She said eagerly and clapped her hands.
She guide me to seat in the swivel chair in front of the huge mirror.. She looked at me, examining my face.. And then she frown.
"You're already beautiful, you don't need make up." She said still frowning. I rose my brow to her.
"Ah, thanks?" I asked feeling uncomfortable under her gaze.
She smile.
"You're beauty is Natural! And if I put you make up, it'll only look too much! So I will just put you powder instead." She said and giggle. I nod at her, and for the first time in history of time, I smile. Not a Sarcastic nor a snotty smile. But a genuine and radiant Smile.
"Thank you, Lamia." I said sincerely. I mean it.
