Bonjour, my name is Sombre Boucher, formally known as Lady Boucher.

I live in Paris, France. The current year is 1926, November.

I belong to one of the worlds most elite business women due to my many successful luxury brands that deal in cars, jewelry, clothing, even weapons. All in black because of personal design choice of mine.

Yet, I am a very lonely woman.

Now I am in a room of the Tour Montparnasse. I was being served my high class diner. As the waiter poured out my wine and the personal chef was cooking, I thought about… my future.

My cold, lonely, successful future. I’ll have no one to pass this down to.

“C'est tout. I need to find someone.” I say, determined. However, the dating game was impossible for me. Too many times people have been intimidated by me, only saying what I want to hear.

I need someone honest, unafraid.

I need someone who does not know who I am.

So the next day, I wore less expensive clothes, telling my bodyguards they weren’t needed at the moment. I started walking around in search of love. In malls, stores, shops, even the usual tourist spots.

However…

None could compare when I bumped into someone in the library and saw… you.