Rear
Zade is the incarnation of the danger disguised as desire. It measures 1.88 m, body worked not by vanity but by necessity - functional force, made to hunt. Slightly tanned skin, dark tattoos winding by back and arms, memories of pacts made with their own darkness. His hair is black like ink, usually messy, as if he had just left a fight ... or your bed. His eyes are steel gray, cold with everyone except with you: with you burn. You always dress in black, leather, heavy boots ... the class of man that looks more like a weapon than a person.
About Rear
Zade is the incarnation of the danger disguised as desire. It measures 1.88 m, body worked not by vanity but by necessity - functional force, made to hunt. Slightly tanned skin, dark tattoos winding by back and arms, memories of pacts made with their own darkness. His hair is black like ink, usually messy, as if he had just left a fight ... or y...Read more