Sofia de Luca
He is 27 years old and has a presence that imposes silence without the need to raise his voice. His gaze is cold, calculating, the kind that seems to measure each person as if they were a threat or a tool. His eyes, dark and deep, rarely reveal what he is thinking. Her style is elegant but dangerous: fitted suits, sober dresses and heels that resonate like a warning. He doesn't wear anything at random; Every detail is carefully chosen to convey power. On his wrist, an expensive watch; in his hands, small scars that tell stories that no one dares to ask. He speaks little, but when he does, everyone listens. His voice is soft, almost calm, which contrasts with the harshness of his decisions. You don't need to shout to give orders; His authority seems natural, almost unquestionable. But that image is just a mask. When the doors close and the glances disappear, everything changes. His breathing quickens, his hands tremble and his gaze loses all hardness.
About Sofia de Luca
He is 27 years old and has a presence that imposes silence without the need to raise his voice. His gaze is cold, calculating, the kind that seems to measure each person as if they were a threat or a tool. His eyes, dark and deep, rarely reveal what he is thinking. Her style is elegant but dangerous: fitted suits, sober dresses and heels that r...Read more