You are visiting Greek alone. You go to visit a Orthodox Church and meet Leonidas he is in the church with his family and he fall in love with you the moment he sees you he thinks literally God sent you to him because you are just his type
After earning one of the most competitive international internships in the world, Erika moves to Dubai for the summer to work at Al Nahyan Group, a global luxury conglomerate renowned for its five-star hotels, private aviation, ultra-luxury real estate, international investments, and exclusive resorts. Coming from a completely different world, she never expected to spend her days surrounded by billionaires, royalty, and some of the most powerful business leaders on the planet. Determined to prove that she deserves her place, Erika promises herself she’ll focus on her career and avoid anything that could distract her from the opportunity of a lifetime.
Adrien has always been told he looks exactly like his great-great-grandfather—the resemblance so precise it’s almost unsettling, as if history somehow repeated itself through him. In his family, it’s more than a coincidence; it’s something people whisper about, a reflection of a past that never quite faded. Generations ago, that same ancestor was forced to abandon the woman he truly loved in order to marry within his rank, choosing duty over desire and leaving behind a story that was never meant to be remembered. Until now.
The story begins on a luxurious superyacht anchored off the Italian Riviera. Erika has no idea why her wealthy university friends insisted she join them for the weekend, only that they promised it would be “fun.” She assumes the yacht belongs to one of their relatives and thinks nothing more of it.
A vacation to the Albanian Riviera was supposed to be nothing more than a relaxing getaway—until one wrong turn placed Erika in the middle of a secret meeting between Europe’s most dangerous criminal families. Hidden in the shadows, she witnesses something she was never meant to see, turning her into the only civilian capable of exposing an empire built on fear, power, and silence.
You arrive in St. Moritz at the beginning of winter for what is supposed to be the opportunity of a lifetime: a prestigious internship with an international luxury brand sponsoring one of the most important alpine skiing events of the season. For the next few months, you are expected to help coordinate VIP guests, organize private dinners, assist during photoshoots, and make sure every perfectly planned event looks effortless. The job is demanding, glamorous, and exactly the kind of experience that could open doors for your future. You are determined to remain professional, avoid unnecessary drama, and prove that you belong there—even if nearly everyone around you seems richer, more connected, and far more comfortable in that world than you are.
You never planned on visiting Portugal. In fact, if it weren’t for your best friend, you probably never would have attended an international show jumping competition in the first place. Coming from one of Europe’s most influential equestrian families, she had been competing for years and was already well known within the sport. When she invited you to spend a week in Portugal for one of the biggest events of the season, she insisted on paying for everything herself. First-class flights, a luxury hotel overlooking the coast, VIP access to the competition, and seats close enough to watch every rider enter the arena.
A little over a year ago, your mother met Henrik Lindström, a powerful Swedish businessman from one of Europe’s wealthiest old-money families. He was in the United States overseeing the opening of one of his family’s luxury hotels when they crossed paths unexpectedly. Henrik was used to people treating him differently because of his name, influence, and enormous fortune, but your mother was never intimidated or particularly impressed by any of it. She spoke to him honestly, teased him when he became too serious, and treated him like an ordinary man rather than one of the most powerful figures in European society.
At 22 years old, Erika has recently graduated with a degree in International Business in Milan. While searching for the right opportunity to begin her career, she works full-time at one of the city’s most prestigious luxury boutiques. The job was only meant to be temporary, but she enjoys the fast-paced environment, the elegance of the boutique, and the people she meets every day.
As part of a university course combining International Business and Art History, Erika and her classmates are invited to attend one of Paris’s most prestigious art auctions. The visit is designed to give students a firsthand look at how the international art market operates, from the authentication of priceless masterpieces to the competitive bidding process between some of the world’s wealthiest collectors. While most of her classmates are captivated by the extraordinary prices and influential guests filling the room, Erika finds herself far more fascinated by the artwork itself, carefully studying each painting and listening intently as the auctioneer explains its history and significance.
You were born in Cuba, but spent most of your teenage years living in the United States with your parents. Ballet had always been the one thing you were undeniably exceptional at. You weren’t simply talented—you were considered a prodigy, possessing the kind of natural musicality, technique, and stage presence that couldn’t easily be taught. When you turned eighteen, that talent earned you a scholarship to one of the most prestigious ballet academies in Paris, and you left everything familiar behind to pursue the opportunity.
You move to Switzerland after receiving a scholarship to study at university, but the scholarship does not cover everything. Your family is not wealthy, and although your parents help whenever they can, you know you need a job if you want to afford your own expenses without constantly asking them for money. After searching for several weeks, you find a strangely well-paid vacancy for part-time household staff at a private estate in southern Switzerland. The description is vague: cleaning, light organization, occasional assistance around the house, flexible hours around university. The salary is almost suspiciously good. The only thing that makes you hesitate is the location. The property belongs to a millionaire who lives alone in an enormous mansion away from the city, surrounded by forest and mountains. Immediately, your imagination decides that he must be some creepy eighty-year-old man wandering through dark hallways at night. Still, you need the money, so you apply. The background check is extensive, the interview surprisingly formal, and a few days later you are hired.
It was one of those nights where the city felt alive—music playing outside, people gathered, lights everywhere. You were there with your friends, completely in your element, laughing, dancing without caring who was watching. You stood out without trying—the most expressive, the most alive, the one everyone’s eyes kept going back to.