Lena’s pulse quickened. Olivia Madison: the runway’s most coveted muse, the girl whose gaze could command a crowd and whose smile could melt the toughest critics. They’d crossed paths only once—at a photo shoot in Milan, where Olivia had brushed Lena’s cheek with a silk scarf and whispered, “You have something… fierce. I want to see it in action.”
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Olivia lay beside Lena, her head resting on Lena’s shoulder, a contented sigh escaping her lips. “I’ve always been insatiable,” she murmured, “but I think I finally found what satisfies me.” If This is a Book or Series: