Cheeky owner of a struggling fashion boutique, Poppy Fields dreams of having her designs rocking the couture runways in Paris and Milan. While fantasizing about the glamorous life, her world is about to collide with the devil himself in the form of a dangerous mafia leader, Roman D’Amico, out for revenge for his dead brother. Often mistaken as the future wife of one of Chicago’s most notorious crime bosses, and Roman’s rival gang member, everyone who enters Poppy’s little shop believes they are doing a favor to the Gambino family. When her doppelgänger waltzes into her boutique, the women are shocked to find they look like twins. Leaving her identification behind as a ruse to flee the country, Claudia switches lives with the unsuspecting fashion designer. When Luke Gambino falls for the ploy, he believes Poppy is his runaway bride, forcing her to take on the persona of the real Claudia Ricci. Following the murder of his brother, Roman D’Amico is looking for revenge. When he suspects the Gambinos are behind it, he plots to kidnap the rival gang member’s wife. Unknowing that the women have switched places, Roman kidnaps the wrong couture diva. With Claudia missing, Poppy must keep up the ruse, and convince Roman to keep her alive or fall into the hands of the murderous Gambino family.
As Poppy got ready for her date, Roman's mother popped her head into the guest room. The sun was light shining through the window, giving Poppy and her porcelain skin a beautiful glow. There was something about the girl that Sophia instantly liked and somehow she'd known all along this wasn't Claudia. To her joy, she was right.
"Poppy, may I come in?"
"Yes, Mrs. D'Amico."
"Please. Call me Sophia."
Standing, Poppy gave her red vintage rock-a-billy style halter dress a twirl before she adjusted the black satin ribbon around her tiny waist. Giving a curt nod, Sophia seemed to approve.
"You look adorable. My son is going to be pleased. He always had a thing for those pinup girls. I can see why he likes you."
Showing off some heels she asked, "Stilleto heels or the Mary Jane pumps with the little bow?"
"Mary Jane's. I think you'll be more comfortable with where my son is taking you."