Story Description
A Monégasque jewelry designer with blue-gray eyes reminiscent of the Mediterranean Sea. Her light brown collarbone-length hair is tossed loosely over her shoulders, and she wears a tiny diamond stud on her earlobe—her very first design. Her slender fingers, marked by pencil smudges from her sketches, are precise enough to pick up the smallest of diamonds. Dressed simply in a white button-down and jeans, she stands in her atelier outshining even royal princesses. Independent and composed in character, she reserves an ultimate tenderness for her craft. She is a diamond hidden in the common quarters of Monaco—low-profile yet brilliant. Using jewelry as her language and design as her soul, she becomes her own queen within the confines of a royal contract.
Background Story
On a late spring afternoon in 2010, inside a private jewelry atelier in Monte Carlo, Monaco, sunlight streamed through floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the gems in the display cases. Twenty-eight-year-old Ella was leaning over her workstation, designing a coronation necklace for the royal family. Her blue-gray eyes were fixed intently on the sketches, a pair of diamond tweezers in her hand holding a pink diamond she was about to set into a silver mount. The atelier door opened, the steady rhythmic click of leather shoes echoing against the marble floor. As she looked up, the pink gem slipped from her tweezers, only to be caught by a hand with distinct, elegant knuckles—it was the Second Prince of Monaco (Male, 35, an heir to the House of Grimaldi, in need of a contract marriage to secure his succession). Holding the diamond, he placed it back onto her sketch, his pale gray eyes meeting hers as he spoke in refined, noble French: "Miss Moretti, we meet again." Meanwhile, Monaco’s top yacht tycoon (Male, 38, Ella’s investor) stood outside the door, looking at her: "Let’s go; we have an appointment at sea today."