Forbidden Heat R18

“Finally, it’s time for your graduation prom, are you excited?” Ellen, my personal stylist asked with a proud smile.

“Very. I’m sure I’ll look amazing with your help though, so there’s nothing to worry about on that front,” I replied with a confident smile. Ellen and her team’s skill were professionally top-notch. In addition to working regularly to assist me when I had to attend public events, Ellen works as a stylist for many top-tier celebrities including actresses, supermodels, and singers.

“Let’s start with your make up and hair right away. There’s no time to waste!” Ellen said excitedly as she clapped her well-manicured hands together to signal the make-up artist and hair stylist to start with their magic.

“Thank you so much for being with me today on one of my important days,” I told the whole team while beaming them a smile. They all smiled back and nodded happily.

I eyed the dress that had been specially tailored for me by Lucien, my stepfather, for this event. Obviously, it was from a luxury brand boutique and uniquely designed to bring out my best features. I had chosen a rosy-red dress with matching red lace and embroidery decoration for this event. The dress was made more eye-catching and elegant with a long train that swept the floor behind me.

Despite all the attention and money that had been put into my look for this special evening, the most special thing about tonight was my date. Lucien Rosenhall had finally agreed to be my escort and date for tonight after I had pestered him endlessly for weeks. Lucien was a very busy man and didn’t particularly enjoy these types of public events unless it was necessary for business. Even then, I doubt he viewed it as entertainment.

I smiled a little to myself as I pictured the good times we would have together tonight. Dancing and laughing with Lucien as we had fun all throughout the night would be a dream come true for me. University had not been entirely easy for me, so graduation was quite a big deal for me. Most of all, it meant that I was ready to take that step into adult life where I could be more independent. Getting a job and perhaps one day becoming independent from this family might be nice…

Being a Rosenhall was very difficult and even more so when you weren’t born one…

Just as my thoughts started to get darker and darker, a bright voice from an angel called out to me, almost literally.

“You look real pretty, Natalia,” a tall and very handsome guy with an angelic face framed by light blond wavy hair called out to me. You would be forgiven for mistaking him for a professional model because he was one and still looked so much the part. Zak, my step cousin, had popped into the room.

“You flatter me too much. My face is probably less than half made-up,” I teased him a little as I laughed. His compliments always made me happy, and I bet he knew that well enough. I blushed a little, Zak looked so handsome in a white tuxedo with a black bowtie. The color combination complimented his facial features and hair so well.

“Not at all. I think you look super gorgeous even without any make-up on. Trust me, you know I’m super honest,” Zak said with a laugh. He seemed to be enjoying himself.