From the first time the underage stripper meets the dangerous Mafia boss during a raid on his infamous San Franciscan Gentlemen’s Club, Coco Stevens is hypnotized by the young charismatic Don. Like a doomed moth drawn helplessly toward an enticing yet lethal flame, Sam Spielman also falls helplessly under her spell. The two could not be more different – and more alike – and more in love. Guided by Sam’s clever mentoring, Coco begins her meteoric rise to the very pinnacle of the international fashion trade. She proves to be as wily and intelligent as she is beautiful as she swiftly adapts to the jet setting world of haut couture. She segues her supermodel status into a blossoming acting career, remaining glued to the fast track of a world of power and privilege. For the better part of a decade, Coco balances life on the edge of a deadly and addictively enticing razor. It’s a dangerous game with its own set of nasty rules. Although she plays it with a master’s touch, Coco knows full well that one mistake could cost her everything. Then the unthinkable happens. From the exotic African svelte lands of Kenya to the breathtakingly beautiful sands of Barbados, Coco rides the golden bullet, hanging on for dear life until finally and inevitably, the gold begins to tarnish. In the end, Sam Spielman is forced to choose between the unthinkable and the impossible. Would he rather pay the ultimate price for the most grievous of this world’s sins, or go on living in the darkness of his own creation? Seemingly trapped with a one way ticket on the voyage of the damned, can Coco and Sam find the only way out? Coco finally reaches for redemption in the barren deserts of Nevada. Hanging in the balance is a modern day fortune which rivals the worth of King Solomon’s Mines.