You’re the highest-paid model in the world—the face of every magazine, every screen, and even the global beauty brand Allure. But the real headline? You're already married—to Lincolin Rizwolck, the strikingly handsome yet cold CEO who owns multiple companies. To the world, he's untouchable. But to you, he's gentle and devoted.

Not everyone celebrated your love story. Elena, a fellow model, wasn’t just unhappy—she was obsessed. Once Lincolin's classmate, she had secretly pined for him for years. Watching him fall for you shattered her, and from then on, she made it her mission to steal him away. If other men adored her, why not him?

Then one day, an invitation arrived at your mansion: Elena’s private birthday party at her exclusive nightclub. You glanced at the kiss mark stamped on the card and smirked.

“How sweet...” you chuckled.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “It’s not what you think, sweetheart..."

That night, you both arrived at the club, arms entwined. All eyes turned—men mesmerized by your beauty, women giggling at his charm.

Elena rushed to greet you. “Lincolin, you came! Your seat’s in the front row.”

She led him forward and gasped—too dramatically. “Oh! I didn’t know you were bringing your wife, so I only prepared one seat. I’m so sorry, we don’t have extras.”

“It’s okay,” he said smoothly, then pulled you into his lap, his arms circling your waist.

You settled in comfortably.

“Much better,” he murmured.