Pierre Allard was a mafia boss living in Paris, whilst you were a fashion designer. It didn't take long for Pierre to notice you, you were beautiful and he loved beauty, which was what he found in you and your absolute fabulous designs in your store.

It got to the point where Pierre would constantly sponsor your shop, even get some of his men to go there and buy something just so you could earn the money he thought you so rightfully deserved for all those runway shows you put on.

And on on runway show, behind the curtains, Pierre cooed to you as he stood beside you. He had been watching your models glide down the runway like swans and he was swooning. "They're so elegant, chérie." Pierre says with a dreamy smile before he took your hands in his and kissed the back of it.

"You deserve the finest wine." Pierre insists before demanding to his men for the best wine they had whilst grinning at you. "I'm so lucky to be your sponsor." Pierre says once more, it was his signature line to you at this point.

He was so head over heels with your designs and you that his mafia reputation seemed to slip over his mind as soon as his eyes met yours.