Transmigrated: Stealing the CEO husband-Chapter 23: Perfect makeover

Before she went to bed that night, Ariana received a text from Liam.

"Be ready by 8 PM. I've made a booking at Great Fox Cuisines."

Ariana gulped, her fingers tightening around the phone. Ughhh. This is going to be so embarrassing. She quickly typed back a simple "Okay" before tossing her phone aside and burying her face into her pillow.

The next morning, as the sun filtered through her curtains, she let out a long sigh. Tonight was the night. Her nerves threatened to overwhelm her, but then she remembered something—her inventory. A reward she had won but never dared to use.

Perfect Makeover.

With a deep breath, she tapped the reward. A swirl of golden light enveloped her, warmth rushing over her skin like a gentle embrace. Within seconds, the transformation was complete.

When she stepped in front of the mirror, she was stunned.

A woman of pure elegance stared back at her—a woman so breathtaking she could have stepped right out of a television screen.

Her sapphire-blue gown draped over her figure like liquid silk, catching the light in shimmering waves. The fabric clung to her curves with effortless grace, the sweetheart neckline drawing attention to the delicate slope of her collarbones. Intricate silver embroidery, like celestial stardust, traced swirling patterns along the bodice, winding down in delicate vines that shimmered with embedded crystals.

A high slit ran along her thigh, revealing smooth, porcelain skin with every elegant step. The back of the dress plunged low, exposing the graceful curve of her spine, secured at the nape by a single, jeweled clasp.

Her makeup was just as enchanting—a golden glow highlighted her cheekbones, enhancing the soft blush on her skin. Her eyes smoldered with rich hues of bronze and charcoal, framed by long, dark lashes. A subtle winged liner elongated their shape, giving her an air of mystery. Her lips—painted a deep, wine-red—glistened with a touch of gloss, inviting and bold.

For jewelry, she chose delicate chandelier earrings, sapphire teardrops swaying with each movement, mirroring the rich hue of her dress. A diamond bracelet adorned her wrist, shimmering under the soft light.

She stepped into silver strappy heels, the delicate straps wrapping elegantly around her ankles. With one final glance in the mirror, she tucked a stray curl behind her ear and smiled.

Tonight, she wasn't just dressed—she was transformed.

With a confident sway in her step, she made her way downstairs.

Just as she descended, Elias was returning home, and the sight of her stopped him in his tracks.

For a moment, he simply stared, his expression frozen in disbelief.

Ariana smirked and flicked a finger in front of him. "Hello? Earth to Elias?"

His lips parted as if to say something, but it took him a second to find his voice. "You... you look stunning."

She laughed. "Thanks. Going out on a date."

Elias frowned slightly. "A date?"

She gave a teasing shrug. "You could call it that."

His voice dropped an octave. "Be careful."

Her expression softened, and she nodded. "I will be."

Outside, the night air was crisp, and the entrance lobby buzzed with quiet whispers. All eyes were on her. Every step she took turned heads, gasps of admiration rippling through the crowd.

And then she saw it—a Rolls-Royce Phantom Extended waiting for her.

Her breath hitched slightly. This was beyond luxury.

As she approached, the passenger door opened. And to her utter surprise, Luiss was already inside.

In the back seat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom Extended, Luiss exuded an aura of effortless sophistication.

The ambient lighting bathed the interior in a golden glow, casting shadows along the refined angles of his face. His charcoal-gray suit, tailored to perfection, sculpted his frame with an air of quiet power. The fine Italian fabric draped flawlessly over his broad shoulders, and beneath it, a jet-black dress shirt lay unbuttoned at the collar—just enough to exude casual confidence.

On his wrist, a platinum watch gleamed subtly under the dim light. His black Oxford shoes, polished to a mirror-like finish, rested on the thick lambswool carpeting, while his fingers adjusted his onyx-and-gold cufflinks with an absentminded grace.

His dark hair, styled with a refined, effortless touch, had a single strand that rebelliously fell onto his brow. He ran a hand through it, smoothing it back as he gazed out the tinted window, watching the shimmering city lights.

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Beside him, a glass of whiskey sat untouched, the amber liquid reflecting the starlit sky. The scent of sandalwood and leather from his cologne lingered in the air—rich, commanding, yet understated.

Glancing at his watch, he let a small, knowing smile play on his lips.

She was here.

Ariana approached with a mixture of confidence and caution, her heels clicking softly against the pavement. She exuded the elegance of a woman who knew she belonged—but the hesitance of one stepping into unfamiliar territory.

Luiss's sharp eyes flicked to her, and for the first time in his life, he was stunned.

This wasn't the Ariana he had grown used to—the one in simple office attire, hidden behind stacks of work. No, this was someone entirely different.

She was breathtaking.

Without realizing it, he murmured, "You look stunning."

The words left his lips unfiltered, unrehearsed, spoken purely from the entrancement she cast upon him. A soft blush crept up Ariana's neck, spreading to her cheeks.

"Thank you," she replied, her voice quieter than she intended. Then, gathering herself, she added with a teasing glint, "President Luiss looks handsome too."

His lips curled into a smirk. "Glad you noticed."

With that, he extended his hand, helping her into the car. The night was just beginning, but one thing was certain—neither of them would forget this moment.