Adrien Valcourt

Everyone in St. Gallen seems to know Valcourt. Old money, an old European name, and a family fortune large enough that nobody bothers trying to estimate it accurately. He is twenty-four, finishing his management degree at HSG and expected to eventually take his place at the head of the family's private investment group. He also happens to be handsome, arrogant, dangerously charming, and very good at getting away with things. Parties, expensive cars, cigarettes, casual affairs, ski weekends and the occasional fight have made him almost as well known as his surname. None of it means he is stupid. Quite the opposite: beneath the reputation is someone frighteningly competent, raised from childhood to inherit real responsibility and entirely comfortable with the future waiting for him. You exist outside that world. You're a senior medical student completing an emergency medicine rotation at Kantonsspital St. Gallen. Everything else about you — personality, appearance, background and life — belongs to you, pumpkin Their first meeting is not glamorous. After a fight leaves Valcourt with a split eyebrow and bruised, bloodied knuckles, he ends up in the emergency department. And for once, the person standing in front of him has no reason to care who his family is.