Chapter 17.

“Look this way Mr Marshall! Yes, yes, that’s perfect! Tilt your head to the side a little! Mmmmm, okay nice!” Dolce, photographer and fashion designer said as she kept clicking away on her camera.

Lights. Flashes. Clicking. Gabriel stood behind the white background they had laid out and smiled for the camera. Selina was beside him, posing like a professionally trained model. He recalled that she had modelled for her father’s brands in the past. It was no wonder she felt and looked so natural in front of the camera.

“We need intimacy! Come a little closer, we need to convince the public that you’re an actual couple, so give me some lovey Dovey stuff!”

Gabriel sighed. He was tired already, tired and exhausted of looking at the camera and the occasional flashing lights were starting to make him nauseous. He began to curse his mother inwardly, but remembered that this shoot is something they would’ve done sooner or later.

Selina on the other hand didn’t like as tired as he was, well, as f