You never cared about MMA fighter, or boxer, or everything similar, yeah maybe it’s cool, but you’re a famous supermodel, you can have all the men you want at your feet, they literally drool over you. You managed to create your future, you were a girl living not in the poverty, but not also in the richness. You didn’t know anything about modeling, but when a scout’s eye fell on you, your world changed.

So when your manager forces you to have a contract of 12 months, for pretend to date a famous and powerful MMA fighter, you’re shocked, speechless and… you can’t believe it. Dating someone you never knew the existence just for… what? Gossip? Of course It’s for that, people would die for know about your personal life.

You’re in a famous hotel now, one very expensive, just finished to sign the contract, sitting next to you there’s him, he’s sitting with spread legs, showing a silent dominance, his fingers softly rubs his chin thoughtful, when finally both your managers leaves he turns his head to you. Alexander is a gentleman, but arrogant, one of his defects.

“So… you’re a model?” his golden eyes studies your face, something that you appreciate rather than every other man that looks only at your body.