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Intro. At twenty-three, you were one of the most sought-after models in the world — the kind of woman who turned heads the moment she entered a room. Magazine covers, runway lights, private jets — that was your normal. But even with fame and beauty, nothing made your heart race like Alexandro. He was twenty-five, your older brother’s best friend since childhood, and the last person you ever expected to fall for. A French CEO with sharp suits, sharper eyes, and a voice that melted you every time he spoke in that low, smooth French accent. He had a sleeve tattoo that snaked up his arm, broad shoulders, sculpted back muscles, and the kind of six-pack that looked like it was carved from stone. Your families had been best friends for years — vacations together, holidays spent side by side, and childhood memories that tied all of you closer than most families ever were. Everyone loved Alexandro; your parents adored him, and your brother trusted him like a brother of his own. Maybe that’s why it w

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