My Mystical Billionaire Lover Unguarded Love

GENEVIEVE POV

"Tada!" Anabelle's voice rang through my ears, as I slowly opened my eyes, staring at the mirror in front of me.

My midnight hair, which gets tangled at the slightest touch, was falling over my shoulder, my face draped in a nude makeup,my eyelashes short and too thick eyebrows.

Yet, I never liked my look. I could not help but focus on why my eyes and lips looked too big for my face.

And my cheeks, I think they look too chubby.

The only thing I was grateful for was that the make up hid the freckles on my face.

"You like what you see?'' My gaze cut to Anabelle, who was my second best friend and roommate.

Her lips had the biggest smile ever, and slowly I watched as it melted.

She noticed. She knew I didn't like my new look.

I tried to cover it up with a smile, but it was too late.

"I'm sorry, Anabelle. You really put in a lot of effort in this, but I still feel like I don't look good enough," I confessed, biting my lips slowly.

"Has Bryan ever complained?" She asked, referring to my boyfriend as I shook my head.

He never did. He loved me with my flaws. He never complained about my looks. Not only that, but he compliments me every time, being the perfect source to build my self-esteem which I was slowly losing.

"Then, he will appreciate it. You look beautiful and many will kill for your killer body shape. Get up, girl and have a nice date with your guy." Her words made my heart warm, as I tried discarding the thought of comparing myself with her.

It was unsuccessful ,my thoughts getting the best of me.

I wish I was like Anabelle sometimes. She has beautiful genes, with long flowing blonde hair,bright blue eyes, and pink lips that remind you of delicate flower petals.

Whenever I stood next to her, I always felt like her beauty overshadowed mine. I had watched a 'million times' when guys hit on her making me feel invisible.

I shook my head, discarding the almost waging thoughts. I stood up, and Anabelle pulled me into a hug.

"All the best, and happy second anniversary as a couple. Tell him to put a ring on your finger," she whispered as I chuckled.

It was as if she could read my mind. Bryan's message to meet him at his house today brought different thoughts to my head. I really hope he will propose to me soon.

The door flung open, my first best friend walked in with all smiles glistening on her face. She looked beautiful with her flowing yellow sundress and matching hat.

"Guess who is engaged?" She raised her left hand at us, shaking her head, all smiley face.

My heart skipped, and I felt a mixture of happiness and surprise at the same time,as I stared at the ring on her finger.

"Congratulations girl." Anabelle pulled her hand, admiring the ring.

"Congratulations Stella. Who is the fortunate guy? Why am I oblivious to the fact that you were in a relationship already?" I whined, as she facepalmed, letting out a breath.

"I'm sorry I kept it as a secret." She gave an apologetic look.

"Meanwhile, you will know the person soon. You look different, by the way. Are you going somewhere?" She asked, an attempt to divert my attention, which was actually a success.

But yet, her description of me caught me off guard. I looked 'different' , not 'beautiful'.

I shook my head,brushing it off.

"I am going to visit Bryan. We are celebrating our second year as a couple today." My lips curled into a smile, at the thought of him.

"Oh! You should be leaving then," Stella stated, as she walked in, slumping on the bed.

I glanced at Anabelle, who gave a thumbs up.

Yet, I couldn't help it. The sense of fluttery nervous feeling.

I really hope today will be the best day of my life.

*****

Even though it took me about ten minutes to walk down to Bryan's house, it wasn't enough to gather my thoughts together. And just when I got in front of his door, I could not help but feel a combination of anxiety and excitement at once.

Maybe because I had pictured him proposing to me today or the fact that I might end up disappointed if he doesn't.

I looked down at the bouquet of rose flowers in my hand, suddenly wondering if he would like it. That was not the only gift I had for him, though.

Puffing out air from my mouth, I pressed the doorbell as it rang. Five.... Ten seconds passed, yet no response.

I pressed on the doorbell again, taking one last glance at myself.

And then a sound came. "Babe." Bryan opened his door with a broad smile on his face, making my heart skip a bit.

"Come inside. Don't be shy." He beckoned, as he winked.

I allowed my legs to move inside, clutching to the bouquet of flowers.

This would be the first time I would be visiting him alone. On the last few occasions I came, Anabelle or Stella were always with me.

Bryan came in front of me, as he slowly leaned in, his lips crashing against mine. It was a slow and short kiss.

He pulled away, as I sneakily lifted my eyes to study his handsome features. He was dressed up in shorts with blue V shaped short sleeves, exposing his collarbones. He looked rather simple compared to the wear I had on plus the nude makeup on my face.

"You look beautiful." He complimented, as I smiled.

His blonde hair had been jelled, giving him a perfect look. His deep blue eyes, his well contoured nose, thick eyelashes fanning his face made him look breathtaking.

"You look handsome as usual. Never to be caught unfresh," I stated, as he winked, his lips curling into a smile.

He held my hands, leading me to the settee in the living room.

My gaze lingered around the room for a while, but was slightly disappointed that what I pictured didn't come through.

The balloons, the walls full of my pictures, and lightning were not there...