Chapter 68 - Doll Up!

A lady dressed in white shirt and black skirt, as it was a uniform came and greeted the duo.

"How can I help you, sir?"

"This lady here, give her a makeover. Actually give her a party makeover with black shades!"

Sinclair instructed that young lady who requested Syna to follow her. 

She took her towards a cabin where all accessories were neatly placed. She requested her to sit on a swivel chair for a makeover to which Syna followed without any resistance.

She washed her face, gave her a foundation, base to make her skin smooth which was already smooth enough and icy white. A dark sherry gloss and smokey black eye makeup as the wealthy lord instructed instructed her.

Why wouldn't the lady obey the man when her keen observance told her that he was wealthy enough to pay a lot more along with a heavy tip for excellent service.

The lady informed Sinclair and asked Syna to come out. The mighty, cold blooded dark lord became jaw dropped at her beauty, totally bewitched at her appearance. 

The praise was visible in his eyes which didn't leave her face, which Syna could see clearly and that made her cheeks burn with redness.

He came close to her and interlaced his one finger into a strand of her blonde hair which was set loose from her French tail. 

"Come on. There's one more thing left."

By now his tone was polite and filled with affection yet somewhat flirtatious.

Syna was still trying to figure out what was happening. Why he was making so much effort to doll her up? Was she ugly that he didn't want to lose his face only because he was whipped by her love.

On the next destination the car stopped at another shop. Sinclair crept in and asked for his order which was perhaps placed earlier. The manager informed him that his order was ready and the lady could change.

"Try that dress. I'm sure you will increase it's value."

Sinclair pointed out towards a black silk backless dress which was strapless too but beautiful and definitely not stitched sultry because it had a high neckline that covered her breasts.

The lady took Syna towards the changing room and with that elegant dress in hands she stared at the mirror and blankly put on the dress. It fitted her well as she turned at various angles to look herself she noticed that it hugged her curves at the right places. 

'How could he know about her size?'

But nevermind no one knew how he found out about it. So it didn't matter when she was given so many privileges. She came out wearing her stilettos as her one leg was bare, showing off her milk skin in that black silk dress.

Sinclair was unable to blink and he got frozen at the spot, which made Syna giggle. No wonder why the mighty king pampered and loved her, she was worth the efforts.

The music of her voice brought him back as he stepped closer to her.  Syna got stunned and froze under his lovely gaze. He leaned a bit and whispered in her ear.

"Perfection at its best!"

Syna lowered her head as her heart was racing and ears fuming with blush which presented a contrast to her outer whitish appearance of the body. Sinclair again stretched his hand in a princely manner while she slipped her hand into his as they walked out of the shop together.

"Uum...boss where are we going, can you please tell me?"

Syna again questioned him expecting that maybe he would answer this time as his mood was quite good now yet she addressed him as boss not to step on anything that could trigger his rage and invite his wrath.

"We are going to a ball party tonight. A lot of business tycoons from different countries will be attending and you are accompanying me as my partner, Miss Syna."

Syna felt relieved as her secret of being a journalist wasn't out, but she felt a new feeling of nervousness in her body.

After thirty minutes of drive they reached their destination 'Moonlight Banquet', the grandiloquent restaurant and hall only reserved for elites. Sinclair parked his Bugatti Veyron and took her hand as she crept out and she stood still watching him blank.

Are other species and supernaturals really that unpredictable? She remained unaware of his thoughts throughout the day while Sinclair was able to sense her feelings as the Lord marked her by kiss.

He leaned closer to her face as his breath brushed against her rosy tainted cheeks. Sinclair eyes were darted into hers as he slipped his one hand behind her hair, and Syna felt something hung around her neck.

She lowered her gaze to see and a pretty delicate diamond necklace was kissing her milky skin as the gem rested in the crook of her neck.

"Thank you."

She thanked him at once so as not to lose the chance to get close.

"How is it, honey? You liked it?"

Sinclair questioned doubting that maybe she didn't like it or if she wanted to change the gem or some style of the platinum chain.

"I-it's so beautiful and I loved it, liking is a small word. And it's first gift from you, I will cherish it close to my heart."

Syna coyly chirped as she bit the left corner of her lower lip.

Sinclair smiled stupidly and they both walked towards the entrance together hand in hand like a perfect couple, destined to be together and born for each other.

As they entered a man greeted them both warmly, Sinclair was talking to him while Syna's eyes wandered along that vast hall, as her arm slipped through his left and the Lord's right hand rested on hers.

Decorated with pink and white flowers it was like the vast hall was dipped into strawberry and vanilla ice cream with curtains and ribbons of the same colour.

"The host must have a queer taste."

Syna concluded after her analysis, the table cloths were white and various delicacies were placed on the table. 

A man was serving juices, wine and water to the guests in a single tray to provide variety of refreshments. When Syna felt someone's presence close by her. 

"Good evening, Mr MacLaverty."

A medium heighted man greeted Sinclair in not so happy expressions rather a forced smile that Syna could clearly comprehend that he wasn't the host anyway.