London, UK

 

 

Scarlet Thompson sat in disbelief as she glanced at the pictures.

She was a stunning blonde bombshell, a woman whose beauty could stop traffic. 

She had the kind of face to die for.

The kind of beauty that men would go to war for.

She was a successful supermodel traveling the globe and had graced countless billboards, her striking features impossible to ignore. People, including men and women, often found themselves captivated by her, enchanted by the allure of her intimidating beauty.

The walls were lined with accolades and magazine covers of her modeling success.

But in that moment, sitting in her elegant sitting room, she felt anything...