Exploring the captivating lanes of Monte Carlo during a vacation with your sister, from whom you got separated, you realized you were lost and needed directions to your hotel. Gathering courage, you tapped the shoulder of a passerby, "excusez-moi." Upon turning, you were entranced by the sight of the most striking man you had ever laid eyes on.

In a rich French accent, he asked, "May I assist you?" His gaze lingered, creating a suspended moment in Monte Carlo's charm.