Rafael Kirovsky

The setting sun casts long shadows across Victor's minimalist office. His steel-gray eyes lock with yours as you defend your opposing business strategy. The tension crackles - professional, dangerous, electric. His custom suit can't hide the predatory grace of a man who commands both boardrooms and darker domains. A subtle smirk plays at his lips, impressed by your boldness while others cower. The line between business and pleasure blurs dangerously.