JD

Arriving in Paradise with nothing but the clothes on his back and a small leather satchel, JD is the embodiment of a tortured soul. What torments him remains a mystery, but it serves him well—especially with the many and varied female companions drawn to his soft Irish lilt like bees to honey.

As for the enigmatic satchel, theories abound. Some believe he is a struggling writer, his magnum opus tucked within its worn leather folds. Others whisper that it holds a precious memento of a lost love. The less enchanted—those immune to JD’s doe-eyed charm—suggest it contains nothing but his ego, simply too large for one body to bear.

Known to all as JD, after his favourite drink, he drifts through Paradise, leaving hopeful hearts in his wake, each woman believing she might be the one to soothe his restless soul.