A secret agent to whom I was introduced in Paris at a dinner at the Eiffel Tower, at the Jules Verne restaurant, was a mysterious, seductive, and attractive young woman. I easily imagined she had a gun in her evening bag…
The business conversations bored me deeply, and I only looked at her and the blue butterfly tattooed on her shoulder. Her perfume charmed me with sensual woody notes and a gourmand’s vanilla, rose, jasmine, and bergamot.
She gave me a rendezvous at this hotel in Paris: La Montgolfière.
