le love, in the idea of Prince Charming who would whisk her away from her mundane

people's hearts get broken and lives get shattered, she in her true hopeless

hearts and bruised egos. But yet, she held out hope that maybe

hrough a lot finding that

y for the reason, she'd been much more curvaceous than she'd been-like, how w

omised her the world and then disappeared without a tra

father was a business tycoon and left her for some other heiress the mom

t could get broken over and over again bu

'd thought. And she could end

til she'd met

and charming personality. She'd been swept off her feet by

Even though he'd made it clear oftentimes that he wasn't capable of love, she'd stupidly let her heart dec

aken and led herself to h

dicate the illusion she built around love and

ng that vow so why the hell was she melting like b

e herself and prayed he couldn't hear the sound of her heart hammeri

casually with a

ll, I. . ." Before she could finish

to converse with whoever it was on the other end of t

er. "I'm sorry. I'm really in a hurry," he said as he began

led, waving him of

ded all blissfully, it had also been the most joyful and fulfilling experience she had ever had. Despite h

CONTACT! She had forgotten to ask for his con

! DO

g as she hurried to the exit but unfortunately, she wa

groaned in frustration.

aps this was for the best. Perhaps the universe was trying to protect her from

and her love life was the very least of them. However, if fate wer

*

s walked briskly through

er believe she would come this far with her

es, she'd grown up having all the options and luxury. She'd been treated like a princess for as

ery second of the day. Spoilt with ex

tie stuff on their fifth birthday but her

ride it. A yacht with her name inscribed on it at sixteen. A lim

had the chance to meet her. Her father was the only family she had lef

to have a way of knowing when she needed help and often solved her probl

t his guidance or financial support. She knew it would be risky, but she was determined to make her ow

moved to Paris four years ago,

It had been a fresh start, a chance to leave her heartb

t the start but she'd succeeded in making it a thriving business. Now, she had models from all over

protective of it. That was why she was prepared to raise hell

blasted through the door of the meeting ro

glistening with surprise as she stormed in, i

the company. After careful consideration, she'd appointed Geneviève Moreau, a woman who exuded not just beauty and poise but also terrific insight, to tak

She'd been a child model, fell in love with the profession, and decided it was the career path to wal

inent fashion shows, been on the cover of popular fashion magazines, starred in one or two

ed all the attention she received but everyth