Charlie is no dreamer, but she is determined. She comes from the bad parts of Chicago and an equally bad family, and she's determined to make a better future for herself. Men are incidental, her experience has convinced her not to rely on them. She only knows bad boys and has finally convinced herself that romance and love are not for her. But then there's this guy who comes to sing one night in the bar where she works, and who doesn't treat her like the others. It's hard not to fall for him. How could she imagine that this handsome dark-haired man with a French accent and Slavic origins is planning to engage in a completely different kind of love?