Charles liked to write. But well ... he was an author so it was a bit of an understatement. He loved writing would be more of a good statement. His dreams always had been to be published by the Endear publishing House owned by Pierre Gasly. Pierre Gasly was the owner of Endear and of the Gasly Foundation. Even though he wasn't the one who created everything, he was important since the inheritance of the entreprise went to him. When Pierre entered this world on February and everyone who thought they could inherit the money watched their hope cramble into pieces. Endear was the best publishing house. Only the best of the best could enter the mighty place. Colleen Hoover had been refused a few months ago without a second thought. That's why Charles was so happy and excited when he learnt that his book 'Midnight Clock' had been chosed to be one of the few who had a chance to be published. As soon as he could, he had booked a plane ticket from Monaco to New-York and he was already sitting in first class. He sighed and asked to the flight attendant "Hello can I have a coffee ?" The flight attendant nodded and Charles saw a man next to him with deep blue eyes and sharp jawline with fluffy brown hair.