Abigael's p.o.v

Some things remind me of my youthful era... Those fresh days that I had just started modelling. The days I took the reknown stages of the cty with a storm. My superb figure was not something to be ignored.

I was the envy of other girls who I shadowed with my fame. At the same time I was a role model to many who had no clue how and where I sourced my fame from.

Before that I used to be an ordinary girl like Charlotte, though Charlotte is a bit lost and naive. I wanted fame, I loved everything that came along with it.

Bad guys owned a portion of me and like a lioness I wanted the strongest of all. I had that animal instinct in. I wanted to be fought for.

I remember the first day I met him. He was not as famous as he is today but something in him sparked my attention. His wiry courage I had not seen in an other man. He was the kind of alpha I wanted.

The age Gap wasn't a big deal for me. All I wanted was one ruthless guy and I got the most feared guy in the city, the one maestro Clemon