Worthy: A Contemporary Reverse Harem Romance (A Villainously Romantic Retelling Book 6) by Lacey Carter Andersen

Author:Lacey Carter Andersen [Andersen, Lacey Carter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Phoenix Press LLC
Published: 2019-11-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Jade

The next few hours are a blur of people running around me like doctors working on an emergency patient. Which is oddly embarrassing. Was I really that much of a train wreck? Like, stat, get this woman a haircut! And her nails, what is she, a monkey? She doesn’t need tree-climbing nails!

I sit in the middle of the tense women as they frown down at me and mumble under their breaths. And no matter how still I hold myself, I continually hear, “Hold still!”

One woman worked on my hair, cutting it and highlighting it with slightly paler shades of my natural hair color. Another woman paints my face with makeup, working tirelessly to look, as she says, “As if I’m not wearing makeup.” All of which was a bit awkward. But my favorite of the women has to be the one who did my nails. She’d started with the most amazing foot massage of my feet and ankles. By the end, I’d practically been butter, melted into my chair.

But that wasn’t enough for any of them. As Clarisse muttered, “Now we’ve got something to work with.”

Next, they’d had me try on dozens of dresses, setting some aside for “casual wear” and others for “night wear,” etc. Everyone had remained, sitting around the room, like an audience for my transformation. The strange thing was that the more we talked, the more I felt less like a doll they were dressing up, and more like a person they wanted to see succeed. By the end, they’d cheer when I wore an outfit they liked.

Which made me feel…I don’t know. Happy?

When they’d put me in this gown for tonight, the whole room had gone silent. Which I hoped was a good sign. It’s long and nearly the same color as my skin, except with a slight shine. The cut is something called mermaid, which I thought would look terrible on a woman with my curves, but I think it’s oddly beautiful, hugging me in all the right places. It goes up into a collar, but then has a cut-out to show off my breasts, and a pattern on the dress like it’s a piece of artwork, rather than a dress.

Clarisse had broken the silence by saying, “That’s it.” And then, the room had launched back into action. My hair had been swept up into a complicated hairdo, they’d put a necklace with tiny diamonds all around it on my neck, and hung earrings that matched on my ears. Then I’d been handed a purse, and stepped into shoes, the same almost-nude shade as my dress.

They’d all stopped then, and Clarisse had brought me to stand in front of the full-length mirror.

Now, instead of getting a sense of how I looked, I was staring at my own reflection. And I looked like a different person. A queen, instead of a maid.

Leaning forward, I touch the glass, almost to make sure it’s actually me.

“I look…beautiful,” I say.

Beth, my hairdresser, smiles behind me. “You really do.

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