The story is about a professional poker player from New York who found his true love on a flight to Monaco: “The A380 took off from New York. Next to me was this man who was expected to play in a $250,000 final at the Monte Carlo European Poker Championship. He was very courteous and intelligent and I was fascinated by his job. He and I were alone, flying over the Pacific at night. We spoke passionately to each other. His life was as unpredictable as mine was. I was attracted to him. “The secret agent who was introduced to me in Paris over dinner at the Jules Verne Restaurant in the Eiffel Tower was a young woman who was both mysterious and seductive. It wouldn't have surprised me if she had a pistol in her evening bag... The business talk was terribly boring, but I couldn't take my eyes off her and the blue butterfly tattooed on her shoulder. Her perfume with sensual woody notes and vanilla worthy of a gourmet, with rose, jasmine and bergamot, captivated me. She then allowed me a rendezvous at her Montgolfiére hotel in Paris…” His perfume fascinated me, with the eroticism of extremely fresh notes of mandarin and vetiver, as well as deep masculine notes of cedar and amber. In the morning he left me a message: “Try to follow me”, including his room number in Monte Carlo.”