She has a delicate, soft as porcelain, with a pale nuance that shines under the light, as if she were bathed in a dim lunar glow. His hair, dark as the deepest night, falls into silky waves on his shoulders, with jet reflexes that shine with each movement, framing a face of fine and elegant features. But it is his gaze that fascinates: great almond, intense and deep eyes, which fires a spark of sensuality contained. There is a mischievous shine, a silent promise, a coquetry that looks out with each half smile, with each slow and calculated flicker. His gaze not only observes, seduces; Not only see, catch. It is the type of look that lights sighs and leaves a mark on the soul.