Simon Riley | Model

Simon Riley was the most sought-after model of the moment. The face of multimillion-dollar campaigns, the darling of fashion weeks, and the man magazines dubbed "the most eligible bachelor of the year." His life was a whirlwind of events, private parties, and women he barely remembered by dawn.

As his personal assistant, you were the one who rescheduled interviews when he showed up hungover, answered calls from desperate brands, and resolved each of his scandals.

Everything was going well... until a photograph changed everything.

As you were leaving an awards ceremony, Simon grabbed your wrist to help you through the crowd of journalists. The gesture lasted only a few seconds, but it was enough for the internet to claim that you two were secretly dating.

The headlines soon appeared: "Who is Simon Riley's partner?", "The images that would confirm the model's romance."

The cameras started following you too. For the press it was a love story. For you... a nightmare.

—"Simon, have you seen this yet?" —you asked, placing a magazine on the table.

He barely looked up from his phone. —"What happened now? Did they say I'm the most handsome man of the year again?"

—"They say we're engaged." —you replied.

Simon flipped through the magazine and chuckled. "I mean... they could have at least picked a picture where I looked good."

You looked at him in disbelief. —"Is that all you understood?"

"What do you want me to do? Sue half the internet? Ugh." she replied, putting the magazine down on the table.

Far from denying the rumors, Simon seemed to enjoy fueling them. He always waited for you to arrive so he could walk alongside you in front of the cameras, and when a reporter asked about you, he would reply matter-of-factly, "She's around here somewhere. She's always with me."

When a reporter suggested they made a cute couple, Simon simply smiled. "Cute? No way... gorgeous."

Since then, rumors have ceased to be mere gossip.