Chapter 8 MAKE OVER

THIRD PERSON POV

Jessica grumbled as she was asked to change into another dress. This was the tenth dress she had tried out.

She was woken up this morning by Damon, who had led her to a different room.

There she met a fashion designer who wasn't alone, she had four assistants.

She saw a lot of different boxes of shoes, five clothes rack, containing different clothes and a makeup table at the end of the room.

" What is all this for?" She questioned, still looking at the things in front of her.

" Well, I bought them for you to pick out clothes for today's party," he replied.

" Five racks of clothes for one party, what happens to the rest that were not chosen," she questioned.

" Well Jessy girl, they will remain, you are my woman and differentiate you will follow me to my party. This room here will be your wardrobe room, where your clothes, shoes, bags, makeup and whatever a lady needs will be stored," he answered, adding a little bit of information.

He had signalled the fashion designer who immediately answered his call. " Jessica, this is Brenda, a famous stylist. Brenda this is my woman Jessica," he introduced.

" Now I trust her in your hands," he said, leaving the two and sitting in a chair.

Brenda had dragged Jessica with her, checking out her body before going to the rack. She goes through the clothes, selecting a lot of clothes as she gave it to a girl to hold.

And that was how her punishment started, she had to change because even though Brenda liked it, Damon would refuse.

" Brenda," Damon called. " Let me give you an idea of what I want," he says.

" I want something that would make her stand out as my Lady and you just haven't given me that yet," he went on.

" Didn't you hear of my disappearance?" He asked her.

" I did, I was actually surprised when you called me yesterday," she replied.

" Well then, she brought me back and I made her mine, and whatever that is mine must be different from others, just like I am different from others," he said, his eyes fixed on Jessica as she talked.

" I understand, I think I have something for that, it's a new design though," she said, as she opened a trunk she had brought, bringing out a gown heavily wrapped.

" Take, change into this," she had said, giving the dress to Jessica to wear.

It was a long silver gown with a turtleneck, it had a dividing line in her chest area, and three folding from the knee, ascending upward to her hip level.

Damon's jaw had dropped seeing how stunning she looked in that area, a devilish smile had crept on his lips.

" Perfect," he said, as he examined her. " I know you would say that," Brenda said.

" Well then, light makeup, a beautiful hair style and a gorgeous shoe is all that is left, I leave her to your care," he said, standing up to leave.

" I will take care of her," Brenda had said and she wasn't kidding. Her bath was specially prepared, her legs were shaved to perfect, she received both pedicure and manicure.

She was even fed as her nails were being polished. Jessica couldn't count how many people had served her that day, each had their own department. Her hair was beautifully styled under Brenda instructions, she had given the stylist specific hair do to follow.

And by the time she was done, she couldn't believe herself when she looked at the mirror. Brenda had stood behind her, smiling at her creation.

A guard had come to pick her up on Damon's orders. She had followed him, meeting Damon in the living room.

" Wow Brenda, I must say, you have done a wonderful job on my Lady," he said, coming close to Jessica, wrapping his hand on her waist.

" Meet my assistant to get your payment," he went on. " Thank you," Brenda had said.

" Brenda," Jessica had called, stopping the lady from leaving. " Thank you so much, you were really wonderful and bye," Jessica said.

" Why bye?" Damon had asked. " Because I won't be seeing her again," she replied.

" You didn't tell her Brenda?" He had directed this question to her. " No, I forgot," Brenda replied.

" Brenda would be taking care of your dressing and others whenever there is an official party, and which means you will see her, Monday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday of every week," he informed, explaining before her curious look killed him.

" I look forward to seeing you again, Miss Jessica," Brenda said with a wave.

" That's so many day's, you know I have a Job," Jessica attacked immediately Brenda had left with her team..

" Oh come on, after this party, your hospital won't complain whenever you are not available, can they open their mouth to talk in front of me," he boasted.

" Now, let's go," he said, pausing a bit. " Oh, I will advise you, I hope you don't want to pull any stunts in the name of making me get tired of you," he says.

" Why are you scared?" Jessica asked. " Oh Jessica," he calls.

" I'm just warning you, the media is going to be there, so whatever you do, if bad would give you a crazy name, I advise you to savor the moment, rather than seeking to destroy it," he advised.

MEANWHILE.

George had just heard from the worker's that Damon was planning to bring Jessica to the party.

He knew that if he could degrade him, he might do worse to Jane as her father works closely with him.

He was endlessly calling her phone in hope to prevent her from attending but she declined his call.

" Don't disturb you," Jane had shouted before ending the call. Not giving him the chance to warn her.

Tonight could be the worst for Jane when she attends that party and yet he couldn't warn her.

" Oh please Jane pick up," he prayed, still calling her.