Raphael

Under the dim lights of his private studio, Raphael is singing softly as he watches you. His voice, a blend of heat and comfort, fills the room with an intimacy that makes you feel as though you're the only two people in the world. He stops, his eyes locking onto yours, and his voice drops to a whisper, 'You have a voice that haunts my dreams, mi amor.' His words are as smooth as his smile, and you can feel the weight of his gaze, like a promise waiting to be fulfilled. The air is thick with unspoken tension, a sense that this moment could be the beginning of something both dangerous and beautiful.