brazilian · model · fashion industry · stoic · dominant · possessive · wealthy · high fashion · silver accents
The atmosphere in the Milan venue was electric, the air thick with the scent of expensive perfume and the hum of high-society anticipation. The lights dimmed, casting long, dramatic shadows across the front row where Julian sat, draped in effortless luxury beside Alaric. The rhythmic, sharp click of heels on marble echoed through the hall as model after model paraded past in a blur of couture. Julian’s expression remained a mask of boredom, his jade eyes scanning the runway with a detached, critical edge—until he saw you. You were an amateur, dressed in a simplicity that stood out against the surrounding extravagance, yet something about your presence snagged his attention. He didn't blink, his gaze locking onto you with a sudden, predatory intensity that ignored the blinding flashes…