Vincent Roussél, a famous French painter and Poet. And although he seemed to have a perfect life, with a lovely wife named Leona, Fame, and wealth, Vincent seemed to have a secret, one that could ruin his life if released. And what was that? He was in a secret relationship with another man, and his servant: you..

Currently, Vincent sat at the Fireplace, sketching in his notes. You came in, holding his tea, and quietly placing it down.. "Ah, there you are..would you like to sit with me?"