Filed to story: Turn The Mafia’s Virgin Wife On
“Two hours max. You can manage, right?” Sebastian replied hurriedly.
“Oh…of course, but it’s going to cost you…extra,” Bruno replied with a bright smile full of teeth as he rubbed his thumb and index fingers together. Clearly gesturing for money.
“Yeah, whatever, just get started,” Sebastian said with a sigh before plopping down on a sofa as if his job was finally over.
“Over here, my lovely. My minions…over here please!” Bruno said to me as he gestured for me to follow him before calling out to his team members.
“Wait…Sebastian?” I said, confused with what was going on.
Sebastian just took out his phone and began playing with it without as much as glancing in my direction. He’s just downright ignoring me right now. What a jerk!
“This way dear. I’m afraid we don’t have much time to give you a complete makeover,” Bruno said as he pushed my back, urging me deeper into the back of the building.
“A complete…makeover?” I asked in confusion. That was what he said, right?
“Yes dear. Complete makeover. Everything…you know, everything! Hair, nails, body scrub, makeup, clothes, shoes…and everything else,” Bruno quickly explained.
When we entered the area at the back where I guessed the makeover would be taking place, I was greeted with another five members of Bruno’s team. They began working on me in their respective field of expertise, all at the same time. This was probably to save time since Sebastian just gave them two hours only to work their magic.
Obviously, I have never had a full makeover done by professionals before because I couldn’t afford it and honestly, never thought that I had a need for it. However, I had watched in some series and could imagine what they were going to do to me. The biggest question was, why did Sebastian bring me here to get a makeover?
As I lay on the bed, getting my hair washed and my scalped massage as a facial mask was placed on my face, I began thinking once again why Sebastian had arranged this for me? Did he think that I looked so dissatisfactory that I needed a complete makeover?
That thought just pissed me off and I found myself balling my hands into fists in reflex. That guy is just insulting and driving me insane…
“Miss, please keep your hands relaxed by your side. I need to fix the shape of your nails before I start with the nail extensions…” a sweet voice said to me.
Oh right, they’re also working on my nails. I quickly relaxed my hand and placed them flat on the bed once gain so that they could continue working their magic on me. It was my first time getting a makeover at a salon like this and I was beginning to relax and enjoy myself. I mean, it was nice being pampered and the bed was relaxing.
That, however, does not mean that I had forgiven Sebastian or given him credit for anything of this.
After the two hours was over, Bruno and his team was done with transforming me. My hair was cut and styled into long waves and curls that swept down to my shoulders and the middle of my back. My nails were now long and shapely with an ultra-neat French manicure.
Bruno had picked out a flashy mid-calf dark blue dress with sparkly sequins, a V-neck that I thought showed off a little too much of my cleavage and a slit that ran up too far up the side of my leg. When I tried on the dress, Bruno was so excited and convinced that he had made the right choice and no matter what I said could change his mind.
“It looks perfect on you like it was made for you. You look gorgeous, sexy, and fierce in it. This is it!” Bruno said with excitement as he clapped his hands together repeatedly.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror and I had to say that I didn’t quite share his excitement. One of his team members helped me slip on a pair of pin-point high heel pumps with a high platform in front. I have never worn a shoe this high before in my entire life. The shoes were a matching color with the dress and went together quite well.
However, when I looked at my own reflection that was staring back at me, I hardly looked like my old self anymore. My hair was different, and I had a lot of make up on, making my eyes seem wider than before and my lips fuller. I guess this is what the current standard of beauty dictates as beautiful…
“Don’t you think that the dress is a little too…revealing?” I asked Bruno as I turned around from side to side to inspect my reflection from various angles. That only confirmed to me that the dress was indeed very revealing.
“Not at all. It is perfect and makes you look like an angel!” Bruno said proudly.
I could tell that he truly meant it and that left no room for arguments. On top of that, time was already running out. Bruno inspected me from head to toe one last time before handing me a piece of very expensive looking earrings of blue sapphires and diamonds. Are these real?
“Let me put these on you real quick and that should complete the look as the final touch…” Bruno muttered softly as his hands expertly began putting the earrings on me.
Once the earrings were on, I examined my reflection in the mirror and had to blink rapidly in astonishment. I never knew that adding earrings could truly bring out so much beauty. The earring sparkled in the light and made the outfit that I had on, and my facial features stand out a lot more than before.
“Sebastian surely has great tastes…” Bruno said with satisfaction in his voice as he stepped back to examine my reflection in the mirror.
“What do you mean?” I asked, slightly confused.
“Oh, you didn’t know? Sebastian bought these earrings for you and told me to create a look around it. I think he said something along the lines of it suiting the beauty of your eyes…” Bruno said with a big smile on his face.
Sebastian…bought these earrings for me? I couldn’t quite believe what I was hearing. Why would he do that? What hidden intentions did he have?
“I see. No, I didn’t know…” I mumbled vaguely as my mind still struggled to process what was going on.
“Come along now. We shouldn’t keep Sebastian waiting any longer than he has to,” Bruno said as he ushered me back to the front of the salon where Sebastian was waiting.
It has been a little less than two hours since I left Sebastian there on the sofa, I wonder if he’s still there. Bruno led me through the curtains and suddenly, I found myself back in front of the salon. Sebastian was still sitting on the sofa with his eyes on the screen of his mobile phone as if I had only been gone for five minutes and nothing more.
Sebastian’s eyes left the screen and glanced over at me when he heard the sound of my high heels clicking against the marble floor as I walked forward towards him. If Sebastian was impressed with what he saw, he didn’t show it. His face was a handsome unreadable mask as his beautiful blue eyes took in my new look from head to toe, slowly and intently.
Without a word of praise or comment, he silently nodded his head firmly and took out his black credit card and handed it to a very please-looking Bruno.
I guess, he liked the transformation enough to pay for it. His eyes landed on my face and for the first time I saw some reaction in his emotionless face. A small smiled curled his lips and for a split second, I thought that his eyes suddenly had a gentle look in them.
However, his face and eyes reverted to their old emotionless self so fast that I was no longer sure if what I saw was just the result of my own imagination.
“Let’s go,” Sebastian said as he stood up from the sofa.
I quickly thanked Bruno and his team members on the way out before following Sebastian back to his car that was parked out front. I realized that I still had no idea where we were headed…
Are we going on date?
We arrived at our next destination which was one of the most famous luxury hotels in the city. Sebastian parked his car right in front of the hotel lobby’s entrance where a valet dressed in a black suit came to assist Sebastian. Without a word, Sebastian placed his hand at the small of my back and began guiding me into the hotel.
“Don’t act so nervous…” Sebastian whispered closed to my ear.