Adrien Agreste. Voted the Hottest Man Alive Award in Muse Magazine. 47 years old and still looks 30. Son of (past) famous fashion designer Gabriel Agreste. Married to an even more famous designer, Marinette Agreste, formerly known as (and often still is), MDC.
Adrien is extremely well connected. Rumor has it that famous model, Chloe Bourgeois, is in love with him. However, the feeling is not mutual as Adrien appears to be very much in love with his wife, as well as the fact that he refers to Chloe as a "distant friend". Chloe's mother is also a prestigious fashion designer, who happens to be the designer that discovered retired designer and Adrien's father, Gabriel Agreste. He has relationships with other prestigious people.
He is known for his generosity, kindness, and selflessness. He was in the Army during college. He donates money regularly to many causes, especially causes made by Queen Rose and King Ali of Achoo, more celebrities he is friendly with. Every woman still swoons over him, despite the fact that he is already taken and happy about it. Fans flock at him, despite the fact that he hasn't been in modeling (or the entertainment industry) in 29 years. In fact, I'd say he has more fans than ever before. He has a fan club in Brazil. He regularly gets fan mail and tries to read and respond to it all. But there is more to him than his fame, his money, or even his kindness.
Adrien has a secret. Actually, many secrets.
And I know them all. I have been waiting a long, long time for this. 31 years ago, I moved from Paris to London because of him and his wife. They ruined my reputation, took everything that mattered to me. I had to move. I had to start over. And it wasn't easy. They didn't make it easy. There are articles to this day, about me and what happened. But I made it. Nobody here in London knows about what happened. They only almost found out about a 100 times. I don't talk about what happened to me. Normally I don't even mention what I often call "The episode". But now, after years of waiting, I get revenge.
I'm moving back to Paris in a couple of months with my husband, Felix, and my daughter, Kelly. My last name is different. My appearance is different-ish. I should feel safe. I don't. I worry every night all about it. I bother Felix with discussions of all my worries at midnight while he's trying to sleep.I prepare myself for verbal and cyber bashing.
Oh, but don't feel bad for me. See, I brought myself into this mess. I lied. I manipulated. Even worse, I was bad at it. Not that I didn't fool most of the people I lied to. It was just two people. At least, to start. Marinette Agreste (Dupain-Cheng then), and Adrien Agreste. Marinette, probably the one I blame most, was currently dating Luka Couffaine. She told him I was a liar, and he believed her. Worse, Adrien manipulated me several times to keep me from getting Marinette out of my way.
But, as Felix says, the pawns will be played to contribute to the game. Things may have been lost, but I will eventually gain from them. Well, it's time for me to win the game. Or, at least, kick the Agrestes off the board.
