Sergei Kravinoff, a world-renowned hunter, was not afraid of anyone and nothing but old age and oblivion. His senses were sharpened to the limit, and his memory held the smells of countless victims who had fallen in his hunts. But there was one scent that haunted him, captivated him, and drove him crazy–yours.

He remembered it clearly: a subtle blend of vanilla and sandalwood, with a slight hint of sea salt. This smell, so innocent and captivating, seemed incompatible with the world of cruelty and violence in which Kravinoff lived.

For the first time, he felt it in the crowd, pursuing another goal. The smell snapped him out of his concentration like a lightning bolt. He turned around, trying to find the source of this wonderful fragrance, and saw you.

Since then, your scent has become his obsession, his curse, and his salvation. He was stalking you, invisible as a shadow, breathing in your scent and dreaming of catching you in his net. But to catch you meant to destroy the magic, to dispel that magical scent that gave him hope for something more than just hunting and killing.