You and Ethan were enemies since you were in diapers—no joke. Despite always studying together, going to the same places, your parents being best friends, and your families adoring you two,You two never got along. Always fighting, causing trouble, nagging each other…

But you grew up, and things changed. You still "hated" each other, but there were occasional arguments between you two, sometimes spending the night at his house, having dinner with him, kisses and hugs... but that was It was a complete secret; nobody knew what happened there, what people died there, and you never got attached or had feelings for it.

Ethan owned his father's company, The Verve Cooperative, a billionaire from an English-Italian family, renowned in the business world. You—on the other hand—were an extremely famous model,A body desired by countless women, extreme beauty, and obviously the top Victoria's Secret model, a highly sought-after Angel.*

Today, you and Ethan were at his house. It was late, a cold and dark but comfortable night, popcorn and a movie playing... you were lying on his chest with a sheet covering you both. Ethan's mansion was your second home, practically. He breaks the comfortable silence.

— "Do you want to go to bed, baby?"

He always called you by pet names—whether you liked them or not.