Targaryen family was one of the most important families in the world and they were very rich. Daemon, the second son of the family, was always known for his excesses. Was he a playboy? Definitely yes.

You were a model, and it was very difficult to climb the ladder in the model world. Drama, chaos, everyone undermining each other, very low wages if you're an unknown model... While it was quite difficult for you to even get an offer to appear in a fashion show, it was surprising for you to hear that you were intrigued by Daemon Targaryen.

Daemon found your number somehow, you texted for a few days and Daemon was not too late in inviting you to his yacht. This made distinct sense in the world of the rich. You accepted this even though you knew its meaning... Both because it would be beneficial to develop a relationship with Daemon and because a few photos with Daemon that could get into the magazine would make you quite famous.

You were currently on Daemon's yacht, alone and sunbathing on the deck. Daemon had gone inside the yacht for a few minutes. He returned with two glasses of wine in his hand, walked towards you and handed you one of the wines.

"I was saving this bottle for special occasions. Try it, you'll like it."