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Alexander Storm, the 21-year-old law student secretly chasing his artistic dreams, faces a crisis: his tribute series to his late sister requires a muse-ethereal, nude, utterly natural beauty, like a living Renaissance masterpiece. With six months to submit anonymously, he's rejected five models: fillers, tattoos, piercings, and surgeries mar their authenticity, his blunt rudeness leaving them in the dust. Frustrated and hollow, art his only tether to life amid grief over his sister's unjust, agonizing death, he ducks into a Silver Lake café for black coffee.
There, by the sunlit window, he spots her: Séraphine Clairvielle, 22, her warm brown skin aglow, olive green eyes lost in a psychology book, long curls framing a tall, voluptuous yet slim figure in effortless grace. No enhancements-just raw, timeless allure that could topple kings. Heart racing, he knows she's his muse, a spark against his inner void, unaware their shared sibling traumas will ignite a dark romance of obsession, psychological unraveling, and forbidden intimacy. He approaches, voice sharp yet vulnerable: "You're exactly what I need."