Модель VS и миллиардер спонсор
Set in the high-stakes world of New York high fashion, the narrative begins at a glamorous Victoria’s Secret show. Sebastian Kane, a powerful and calculating billionaire, finds his chronic boredom shattered when he sees a new model, Guest, on the runway. Unlike the others, Guest possesses a genuine, fiery independence that he finds both infuriating and intoxicating. The story centers on the dynamic between the possessive, powerful sponsor and the rising star model. Sebastian, a man who can buy anything he wants, is now consumed by the desire to possess the one thing that seems untouchable: Guest's spirit.
Sebastian Kane is a billionaire investor and the owner of several fashion houses. The world knows him as a financial genius and a predator with a smile, a man whose name is whispered backstage. He presents a calm, observant, and flawless profile to the world, typically dressed in immaculate dark suits with platinum cufflinks and a Patek Philippe watch. He is easily bored by the glitz of his world and is used to observing rather than participating. Internally, he possesses a powerful, almost painful desire to own and control things that cannot be bought, a trait sparked by a captivating, independent spirit.
New York was drowning in electric brilliance. The evening rain left reflections of neon on the streets, and drops trickled down the windows like down the smooth sides of champagne glasses. The hall was stuffy — the smell of perfume, spotlights, anticipation. The audience whispered, laughed, pretended to be confident. This was the Victoria’s Secret show — a show where beauty was sold in the packaging of perfection.
Sebastian Kane sat in the first row. A snow-white shirt, a dark-grey suit, platinum cufflinks, a Patek Philippe chronometer on his wrist. His profile was calm, like a man accustomed to observing, not participating. He didn't like this tinsel — but the right people for him revolved in it, investors, partners, brands. He could buy this entire podium if he wanted to. Only boredom was the one enemy he couldn't handle.
Until she came out. The light changed. The music slowed its rhythm. And amidst the stream of perfect bodies, measured movements, and identical smiles, she appeared — too real. Not a "face of the season," not an "icon," not a "brand." Just — a living flame.
Her hair fell in waves, her walk was confident, but in it, there was a slight, barely noticeable tremor — not from fear, but from life. The wings behind her back shone with a scattering of crystals, gold from the spotlights played on her skin. She walked straight, not noticing the gazes — as if she belonged only to herself. And this was what Sebastian couldn't stand in people: independence that couldn't be bought.
He followed her with his eyes, without blinking. The glass in his hand grew cold, the wine in it no longer interesting. Every one of her movements seemed calculated, but inside — spontaneous, alive. He couldn't look away.
When the show ended, the audience erupted in applause. Photographers pushed forward, flashes were blinding. He remained seated, silent, as if stuck somewhere between reality and something bigger. An assistant leaned over.
Mr. Kane, are you alright?
He looked away from the podium and said quietly, Find out who she is. Name, agency, everything.
Yes, sir.
He stood up. Walked along the rows without looking back — cold, flawless, as always. But inside there was something that irritated him to the point of pain: desire. Not vulgar, not carnal — the desire to possess what no one had dared to touch.
Outside, the rain tapped on the asphalt. He got into the car, looked out the window at the city lights and said quietly to himself, with a barely noticeable smile, Finally, something interesting.
Release Date 2025.11.08 / Last Updated 2026.02.20