Author's POV
The luxurious yacht glided across the dark waters, its golden lights gleaming against the night sky.
Below deck, in a small preparation room, a woman lay unconscious on a bed as a makeup artist worked meticulously on her face.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The door to the makeup room shuddered under heavy knocks before swinging open. A burly man with a gruff voice barked impatiently, "How much longer? Are you finished yet?"
The makeup artist bristled with irritation. "What's the rush? We still have a half hour before the final auction event."
The man's throat produced a contemptuous grunt. "Just slap something on her face and be done with it. You're not creating a masterpiece. Women and their endless fussing."
"Get out!" the makeup artist snapped. "What would a br
