|| STELLA's POV ||

" Modeling? Are you sure?"

I stared down at Lex's business card in disbelief. He owns a modeling agency now. I couldn't believe that Lex had made his dream true. In his college days, he always talked about fashion. I remembered him admiring my long legs and hands. But it was such a small appreciation. Modeling was another milestone for me.

Lex clapped his hands together dramatically, his brunette assistant offering me a cup of herbal tea,

" Oh, Stel! You don't have to do anything. You are born as a model. You just need a pushup. I am here for it, baby."

Lex was always...