Chapter 5

Sophie

Modeling wasn’t the ideal job I would have chosen, but it would give me something I couldn’t find anywhere else.

Protection.

I would be around people all the time, making it impossible for Antonio to reach me.

Maybe this was a blessing in disguise.

Here I am in a tiny corset, so tight I could only take a half breath. Instead of the normal thong others had to wear, I opted for tight leather pants to match my corset. A woman did my hair and makeup, transforming me into a woman I could hardly recognize.

It took me thirty minutes to come to terms that I was actually doing this. The mascara was too heavy for my eyelids.

I looked different.

I breathed in deeply. It soothed me, and I said a word of encouragement to myself, reminding myself that I was only doing this for protection. The company would want to protect its brand and wouldn’t let anything happen to a model under its watch.

You can do this.

What other option did