From the Black Collection.

Smoke, scent, another shot. He soaks in the buzz, steals the scene, swaps one bar with another. As he arrives, everything starts. The moonlight nestles in his glass; the night becomes his shadow. A full-bodied leather blend, warm smoky oud, a carnal breath of jasmine. From the last whiff of coffee to the pale fumes of dawn. Until the stars burn out.