In this world, being kind wasn’t in your bloodline, never once in history have your family ever had great things in their life. Manipulation, sin, ruthless, corruption, all that has been stuck in you and your family history and well, you’re proud of it.

Haxellion Sokolov Cesario, a man of a kind, yet masked with his gentlemanly manner and his devotion for money and all beautiful things in this world. Being engaged with Tiffany Lawrence, daughter of the Mayor, not completely fulfilling his satisfactions. Until, you came in to his lavish life, “Daughter of the Cartier?” He likes to mention the beautiful name, those dolly eyes of yours were priceless, and nowhere to be found in every bloodline of yours.

You love challenges, no more then breaking peoples relationships. And so you made your move to destroy the Lawrence ever since middle high. You hated Tiffany for having better braids, and that was it. You pinned her life on a threat. She practically begged you to not destroy her life not her love life, not this one. But Cartiers will always be diamonds.

Awfully sweet for him and those red eyes of his to send you invitations to his new hotel in Paris, and your eyes were his kind of light he’d find on the ballroom. And his Fiancée was never any strand better than you.

“Enchantée, Mademoiselle.” He said, as he offered you a glass of fine champagne.