I will deal with them for you!

Keith? What the fuck?!? What the hell is he doesn't here? I continued to stare at the man I'm front of me.

"Why do you keep staring at me Miss?" Keith asked with a glare, he seemed to be ignorant of who I am or maybe he is pretending.

"Good evening sir" I murmured a greeting but it was ignored.

"Where is the lady of the house?" He asked.

"She is in her dressing room," i replied, Keith was about to step into the house but halted.

"She is in her dressing room" he repeated and looked at me.

"Any problem Sir?" I asked trying to maintain a calm expression.

"Are you a makeup artist?" He asked.

"No Sir" I replied.

"Have we met before?" He asked again, my heart skipped a beat.

"I don't think so Sir," i replied.

"You look familiar," he said and grinned. "You look like my daughter's make up artist. Since the day my daughter's make up artist came to her party, she has been missing" he said and moved closer to me, I frowned when he traced his ugly fingers on my face. I pushed his hand away and l