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In Second Chance Runway, we follow the tumultuous life of Elena Vargas, a young woman whose beauty is overshadowed by her lack of self-care and the oppressive figures around her. At 21, she is forced into a loveless marriage by her mother, to a man who is nothing but cruel. Despite landing a lucrative job at the prestigious Grand State Buildings, Elena’s life is far from grand as her husband seizes her earnings, and her family treats her with disdain. Her world shatters further when her husband’s affair with her sister comes to light.

Just when it seems like her story has reached its tragic end, fate intervenes. A fatal accident sends Elena back in time, waking up as her 18-year-old self. With memories of her past life intact, she seizes this miraculous opportunity to rewrite her destiny. Determined to pursue her long-forgotten dream of becoming a supermodel, Elena embarks on a journey of self-discovery and empowerment. But it’s not just about the glitz and glamour; it’s about settling scores. As she rises through the ranks of the fashion world, Elena plots a sophisticated revenge against those who wronged her, all while navigating the complexities of love, family, and fame.

Will Elena’s second chance lead her to the life she’s always dreamed of, or will the shadows of her past prove too difficult to escape? Second Chance Runway is a story of resilience, ambition, and the transformative power of self-belief.

Second chance runaway

I bit back a laugh, my cheeks warming at the question. "Not yet."

Her eyes darkened, her smirk twisting into something that made my body clench with desire.

"Good." She leaned in, her teeth catching my lip just slightly. "Because I paid to get this beach private for the entire night."

She'd paid to have the beach to ourselves for the entire night?

It felt like too much, too good, too perfect to be true.

But then Carmen was kissing me again, her tongue slipping against mine with all the passion she possessed.

My knees almost buckled, my entire body going weak as the heat pooled low in my belly. Carmen pulled back slightly, her hand sliding up to cradle my jaw. Her thumb brushed against my cheek, over my lower lip, as if savoring every inch of my skin.

"You are mine," she whispered, her voice low and possessive in a way that sent a thrill straight through me.

Is that what you want ( R18)