From A Sparkling Diamond
Chapter One
I was destined for greatness. My mother always told me that. Then again, one would have to use the term "mother" very loosely. The woman who gave birth to me, is better. But regardless of what she was, I was to be great.
I had beauty, grace, and talent. I was a can-can dancer at the Moulin Rouge. I was Zidler's favorite. Men became toys that I played with. Love was just game. A game that I played very well. I was the star of the night. When the sun set, I ruled the Underworld of Monmarte.
Well that was until a scrawny little "strawberry" came along. I became just another face in the crowd, but I would be the one to save the Moulin Rouge.
My story starts only a couple months before Christian came into our world. The Moulin Rouge had just become the next best thing since sliced bread. I had brought the gentlemen in and kept them there.
Zidler knows he couldn't of done it without me. Of course I realize this sounds kinda heady and egotistical, but without a main attraction, one that actually delivered after the show, there was no way to keep the gentlemen from coming in. Nothing from getting the gents to spend their money. No way to get these guys to bring in their friends and colleagues.
For I, Sakari, with my enchanting sapphire eyes, full figure, long auburn hair and full lips, was the Sparkling Diamond.