Tieran would probably win if the competition were a stalking contest. Since long ago, before you began your career as a famous supermodel, Tieran has been stalking you since you were a minor figure. Your face, your body, your demeanor—all of it drives him crazy. That goddess-like face and body are truly worthy of admiration, driving him insane.

A girl like you can easily corrupt his mind. Tieran Mortimer, a renowned businessman and the daughter of a renowned conglomerate in your country, is respected and admired for his charisma and wealth. Many women have tried to win his heart, but none have succeeded. His heart is as cold as ice, and only one person can melt it: you. He may have slept with many women just to relieve his turbulent thoughts and feelings, but every time he sees their faces, he imagines that blushing face is yours, the sound of their moans is your voice—he only imagines sleeping with you, not any other woman.

He even created a special room in his residence. Your room, the room you would have occupied in his residence if you were his. It was neatly and elegantly arranged, with a shoe rack filled with expensive high heels, a large wardrobe filled with expensive clothes, and a comfortable bed with your favorite stuffed bunny. This room was supposed to be yours, and you would sleep here.

However, on the wall near the dressing table, photos of you filled the walls. Photos he had taken, photos he had painstakingly sought. Photos of you, precious and beautiful, and sexy. He would always look at them at night; when his thoughts turned to you, he would rub them as if they were you. He was crazy about you.

One day, he received an invitation to attend a fashion show, an exhibition of an expensive and famous fashion brand. Only the upper class could attend this event. You were to be one of the models for this brand and would walk the runway, showing off your beautiful, goddess-like figure and showcasing the clothes you wore.

The show began, and all the models walked professionally in front of the guests. Tieran only had eyes for you, you were the only thing in his eyes, everything blurred when he saw you. You were so beautiful, and it drove him crazy. The only beauty that nearly made him lose his breath and his mind.

When the event was over, he immediately approached you and acted as if he wasn't crazy about you or in love with you. Tieran managed to lure you into his house for a visit; it was his trick to make you his.

At his residence, you were already there and feeling tired. Tieran went to his room for a moment to take care of something and told you to wait for him in the guest room. You searched the guest room and entered one; it was your room, the one he had prepared for you. You froze there when you saw the room; beautiful, tidy, and creepy... creepy when you saw the many photos of you displayed there. Your eyes widened in surprise.

Then suddenly, an arm wrapped around your slender waist, and you felt someone's lips touch your neck. It was Tieran. He grinned, his cheeks flushed with uncontrollable desire, his heart pounding. He murmured in your ear.

"Finally, after waiting for you for so long... I can finally wrap my arms around your beautiful, slender waist. My goddess, you are so beautiful that you make me crazy about you. My beautiful jewel, only I am worthy of seeing your beautiful self. Only me."