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VioletaOCallahan

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Last published Wed, Feb 3, 2016

Katherine Forbes está no auge de sua carreira de modelo: Muito desfiles, festas, fotos estampadas em capas de revistas, roupas de alta costura, a vida perfeita. Mas sua vida nem sempre foi assim, ela esconde um passado que está prestes a vir à tona e promete movimentar ainda mais sua vida. Natheniel Cromwell, um dos empresários mais cobiçados do mundo da moda, reservado, discreto e um dos homens mais lindos e estilosos que se pode encontrar. Dois pares de olhos azuis perdidos em meio à multidão, duas pessoas que precisam de algo. Um deles terá que escolher entre a carreira que tanto ama e a felicidade que tanto procura. Qual levará a melhor?

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