Bonus - Living as a Rosenhall


    “Yes. Let’s go…” I replied softly before turning to wave and offer my thanks to my stylist and her team. I


    wished them good night as they started packing up their equipment.


    “I wonder where Lucien is. I hope he’s not going to run toote…” Zak whispered to me with worry.


    Lucien did mention that he would be my date for this event, but he also told me that he was going to be


    “Yea, I mean it’s not my graduation prom event every single day, you know? Oh well…I guess I have to


    be thankful that he agreed to clear his schedule toe at all. Lucien is such a workaholic…” I


    “Being the number one candidate to take over the Elder group of the family must be hard. He’s always


    been working hard. I guess we should be thankful to him…if he isn’t here, I’d bet my darn mother would


    be pushing much harder for me to take over. What a messy disaster that would be, right?” Zak said


    while making a disgusted face. His rtionship with his mother was not the best. My rtionship with


    her was not great either, to say the least.


    “Definitely. She’s pushing you hard enough already…” I saidfortingly as I squeezed Zak’s arm.


    “You should go on ahead. I already told my bodyguards to look out for you. They’ll be a lot of press out


    there waiting to greet you,” Zak said as he slowly and gently unhooked my arm from his.


    “You cane with me, you know? I’m not worried that you’ll steal my spotlight, even if I’m sure you


    probably will,” I teased him. I truly meant it though, I didn’t desire the fame or coverage at all. It was like


    it came as a package when you’re a Rosenhall. Zak though was famous on another level.


    “I’ll be out there shortly. Make sure to smile, you’ll grace the covers of many magazines for sure. You


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    don’t want to look ugly for that haha,” Zak teased me whileughing cheerfully as he nudged me


    forward towards the exit where the press was undoubtedly waiting.


    “Thank you, Zak,” I said softly as I turned to face him. I don’t know why I said that so randomly, but a


    sudden tenderness filled my heart.


    “What for?” Zak replied with a charming smile.


    “For simply being you. I love you…” I said simply.


    Closing the distance between us with long and firm strides, Zak was standing right in front of me in a


    matter of seconds. Without hesitation, I closed my eyes in anticipation.


    The next moment, I felt the warmth of his lips on mine as his fingertips held my chin, tipping my face up


    to him as he kissed me. I felt my desire for him stir immediately from his seductive little teasing kiss.


    However, after a short while, Zak quickly pulled away from me.


    “We should stop here, unfortunately. I don’t want to ruin your make up…or your dress…” Zak said as


    his naughty eyes scanned me head to toe.


    “You’re such a tease…” I said yfully before turning towards the closed double door.


    Firmly cing my hands on the doors, I pushed them wide open.


    …


    I was momentarily blinded by the rapid snapping of photos and the apanying shes that were


    aimed at me. As expected, a crowd of reporters and cameramen were gathered in front of the entrance


    nning to capture photos and interview of thetest Rosenhall family member to graduate from


    university.


    However, what they were truly interested in was the gossip rted to my love life and who my potential


    marriage partners could possibly be. It wasmon knowledge and practice that once a Rosenhall


    graduated from university they were considered an adult and fair game for arranged marriages that


    would improve business ties and further strengthen the family business.


    Of course, arranged marriages were an excellent source of endless gossip for these tabloid


    magazines. Making money by digging up dirt and baseless spection of my family and my personal


    life was the norm that I had to live with. Well, if they are looking for a good show, I might as well give


    them one.


    I smiled expertly at the cameras, knowing well which angle made my face look the best. As Zak


    mentioned before, you never knew which photo would end up on the covers of magazines and online


    media. I always found it so amusing to read the non-sense they made up about my family and I


    because no matter what they could conjure up with their strength of imagination, it was never as dark


    or asplicated as what my life and rtionships were really like.


    They deserve some points for their efforts though…


    “Miss Natalia, can you let us know about your future ns after graduation?” a young female reporter


    with curly blond hair asked me while shing me a friendly smile.


    Another day with all the paparazzi following me around as if I was a movie star. I wasn’t but being one


    of the heiress to thergest global pharmaceuticalpanies as well as other business ventures made


    me very close to one. During my younger years, my stepfather made an all-out effort to keep me away


    from the press and the paparazzi but now that I’m about to graduate from university, they have been


    swarming around me like moth to a me.


    I presented the reporter with my celebrity smile, one that I had practiced many times in the mirror.


    Everyone in my family, the Rosenhall, had the responsibility to keep up appearances all the time in


    public. The ability to present a dazzling smile and give an interview to the press on the fly was a basic


    skill.


    --To be continued...