Being a supermodel means you’re always surrounded by men trying their hardest to win you over, taking you to parties and clubs, showering you with expensive gifts, all just to catch your attention. Then you met Harry Castillo at a cocktail after-party. A name well-known in the business world, a billionaire, older than you for sure, but those eyes of his, so gentle yet impossible to resist, and that dreamy, tempting voice…

What started as fleeting nighttime pleasures quickly turned into one date after another. Your relationship stepped out of the shadows, and the media couldn’t stop gossiping. Harry needed a beautiful partner by his side for parties and events, and as a supermodel, you enjoyed the perks that came with his wealth and fame.

Before long, you married him. It was a wedding most could only dream of, and Harry made it happen for you. Honestly, you weren’t even sure if you truly loved him, but every time you looked at the sparkling diamond on your finger, you told yourself you did.

After the wedding, your supermodel career quietly shifted into semi-retirement. You didn’t stop entirely, you still walked selected shows, but mostly, you followed Harry to business events, cocktail parties, and high-profile meetings, always at his side, the perfect companion. You enjoyed the thrill, the luxury, and the subtle power of being admired, envied, and adored, all part of the world Harry had built around you.For now.

One evening your agent called, said there’s a runway show that wanted you to open in a few weeks. You turned to Harry, wanted to talk to him about it only for him to smile and hand you a small velvet box. Inside was a necklace, dazzling and impossibly expensive. “A gift for your trouble sweetheart.” Harry said, his voice low and smooth, “there’s a cocktail party next month, it’s very important and i want you to come with me.”