Preparing For The Party

Maya's eyes brightened. The word 'ogre' just suddenly popped inside her head and it seemed as well it was the best visual reference for her moving forward so she won't be so distracted with Alexander's handsome face.

She could not help but giggle like a fool when she imagined him with an ogre's head but a human body.

As for the party, Maya knew that if Sicilia were to ask for the world at that moment, Alexander would deliver, with no questions asked.

Maya thought that he didn't have a heart, but it turns out he had the most sensitive heart he was just guarding it. She understood him because she was doing the same thing.

He was really pitiful for a little. Only a teeny-weeny bit.

Maya just needed to enjoy the fruits of her labour later.

At the end of the day, Sicilia was already choosing her dress for the party. She called Maya to her room, to ask her for her opinion.

"What do you think of this one?" Sicilia asked as the maid was holding a royal blue dress in her hands.

"Hmm, I think too classy," Maya answered truthfully.

Sicilia hummed as she nodded, "You're right, I need to leave it for a ball. Dear, bring the other one," she then asked the maid who pulled a beautiful black dress.

"I think this one is perfect," Maya said, her eyes lit up. Black always goes with everything and with any age as well.

Since she was a sous-chef of a restaurant with a Michelin star, Maya could see high-class events making her fashion sense decent.

She loved her chef outfit, but Maya still appreciated the pretty dresses just any other woman. So Maya could not help but imagine how Sicilia would prettily move with it.

Maya was still thinking about this when Sicilia suddenly spoke.

"I think so too, well good then. I guess I have a dress now. What about you?" Sicilia looked at Maya with a raised brow.

"Me?" Maya asked in a bit of a surprise.

Sicilia laughed, "Yes of course you, who else would it, be?" She asked while looking at Maya with amusement.

"But, that's beside the point. I don't think it is appropriate for me to go, right? I mean-"

"Hush. You are my assistant. Who else will help me later?" Sicilia questioned with a raised brow.

"But, I… I don't have a dress," Maya replied awkwardly. She was just making excuses, because even though Sicilia insisted that it was part of the job, Maya still felt like she was not supposed to join the party at all.

"Silly, I have a closet full of dresses we'll find you something pretty. I'm not that fat you know we can find you something that fit," Sicilia joked.

"No, you don't have to. I can go buy something," Maya hurriedly said. She felt like crying without tears. Anymore excuses would sound so lame in front of Sicilia, so might as well try to cooperate.

"Maya dear, we both know you can't afford it. I still didn't give you your paycheck, so we'll find you something don't worry I have a good style," Sicilia said seriously.

Sicilia Brought Maya inside an alternative universe, the dream of every girl.

A very big walk-in closet, that was full of beautiful clothes and dresses, a place where you could actually live. Maya could not help but winced uncomfortably when she saw an area of the closet room that only designated for the display of jewelries. She felt like she was at Tiffany's not in someone's closet.

"Now that dresses are done, it's time for my second favourite part," Sicilia grabbed her phone and called someone, half an hour later a full team was in her house, hairstylist, makeup artists… everyone you can ever need.

Two large tables were fully stacked, the first one had hair strengtheners, hair dryers, curling irons… and in the second table was stacked with makeup, foundation, conceals, lipsticks, eye shadow palettes, blushes…

There was nothing missing with that team.

Maya felt like she was getting dizzy because of the turn of events.

Then they did everything, manicure, pedicure, makeup, hair… they took care of everything.

After hours of hair pulling and face powdering, both women looked almost completely different, Sicilia looked even younger in age, her makeup was done perfectly.

As for Maya, she couldn't even recognize herself in the mirror she kept waving at herself in the mirror to make sure that it was really her.

"Is that really me?" She asked herself and everyone around.