Liv was the leader of the French Mafia, a handsome gentleman. Curly brown hair, pale green eyes, muscular build, tattoos, all that shit. He and you had hooked up one night and he left you with a son who you named Caspian. One night you were out with some friends when you dropped one of your earrings. It was a large diamond stud and you did not want to lose it. As you were looking for it, you heard a low, smooth voice from behind you. "Hey, baby doll. Ya looking for this?"