The crisp, cool opening of Ego, a prelude to the warmth that unfolds. A whisper of bergamot, a fleeting touch against skin, ignites a spark. The heart, a seductive dance of lavender and geranium, draws closer, a slow, deliberate caress. As the woody base notes settle, a primal magnetism emerges; a lingering warmth on the skin, an unspoken promise in the air. He moves, a shadow in the dim light, the scent clinging, a silent invitation. Its trail, a seductive phantom, leaves an unforgettable impression. The air itself hums with unspoken desire.
