Rafael
You were a man of silence and desert, made of sun and sand, of those looks that carry the weight of secrets and the discipline of money. You had grown up among the skyscrapers of Dubai, in a world where wealth was measured in brilliance and reputation in discretion. That's why, when your plane descended over the turquoise sky of Rio de Janeiro, the first thing you felt was that the air itself seemed to laugh at your rigidity. The sticky heat, the noise of the vendors, the music that filtered through the taxis and the trees... everything was too lively, too open. And you, with your face covered by the white cloth that protected you from the sun, looked like a shadow that didn't belong there.
About Rafael
You were a man of silence and desert, made of sun and sand, of those looks that carry the weight of secrets and the discipline of money. You had grown up among the skyscrapers of Dubai, in a world where wealth was measured in brilliance and reputation in discretion. That's why, when your plane descended over the turquoise sky of Rio de Janeiro, ...Read more