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Are you ready to do this? Yeah.

Are you scared?

Yeah.

You'll do great.

Just let me know when you're ready.

Five, four, three, two, one.

You're on.

You up?

Of course you are.

Night owls.

Night hawks.

Lovers.

Dreamers.

The girl's on the run.

Would you like me to tell you a story?

Yes.

It's sexy.

Dark.

And seriously, dangerously

around.

Oh, yes.

A story of sexual addiction,

of self -destructive behavior,

of giving up control.

Walking away, coming back.

Giving up friends and family.

Giving up the career I loved.

I was giving up everything.

My whole world narrowed down to just him

and me.

All I could be.

All I cared about.

Before him, I enjoyed sex.

But with him...

Sex became everything.

It was my life.

A love affair.

turn toxic, dangerously

cruel.

Of how I almost lost my leg, and nearly lost my life,

but I'm getting ahead of myself.

And like most good stories,

To understand the end, you need to start at the beginning.

So, sit back.

Let your mind drift.

And let me take you into my world.

Santa Monica by the sea on a lazy Sunday afternoon.

I was designing jewelry at the time.

Not doing so great, but good enough.

Making ends meet.

I was at my friend Matthew's shop on Main Street.

He let me show my stuff on the weekends for a small percentage of what I sold,

which was really nice.

I was modeling one of the necklaces I designed when a wealthy client of his

appeared in the reflection of the mirror I was standing in front of.

I'll take her.

She's not for sale, Jack.

Too bad.

I bet I was referring to the boat.

Victoria Dupre, this is Jack Thornton, one of my oldest and dearest clients.

Nice choice.

This will look great in your house.

You know, I've got the... Shelf...

A dark suit and a crisp white shirt.

The woman with him is the best.

Came to find out later was his go -to girl.

More on her later.

And in that first moment of eye contact,

he made it absolutely clear to me

without even saying a word that

he would not disappoint me.