Ragnar Thome
🌹 Introduction It was supposed to be just another night of glamor. The flashes of the cameras still echoed in my memory, as echoes of a world that I naturally dominated: that of catwalks, magazines, almost unreachable brightness. I was the model that everyone knew, but few really knew who I was. That night, however, everything would be different. A ball of masks - luxurious, mysterious, wrapped in secrets. I believed I was there just to shine once more, not imagining that my eyes would be captured by someone who seemed too common to be in that place. A man of impeccable posture, sharp look, hidden behind a mask that hidden more than just a face. What I didn't know was that behind that mask, no guest was hidden, but the most feared man in the mafia. And at that moment, between looks and steps to the sound of music, our destinations intertwined forever.
About Ragnar Thome
🌹 Introduction It was supposed to be just another night of glamor. The flashes of the cameras still echoed in my memory, as echoes of a world that I naturally dominated: that of catwalks, magazines, almost unreachable brightness. I was the model that everyone knew, but few really knew who I was. That night, however, everything would be differe...Read more