ELENA
We arrived at Mr. Javier's party, held in his big and luxurious house. The entrance boasted a refined red carpet, and once inside, the space was adorned with flickering candles. I noticed a table at the back decorated with an array of sophisticated drinks.
70% of the people are women with low-cut tops and elegant dresses, so it was obvious that this party would be full of women. They are womanizers.
My boss takes my hand and guides it to rest on his arm. As he gazes at me, a twisted smile forms on his lips, and I let out a defeated sigh.
My great friend, Damian - suddenly says Mr. Javier's voice. He's standing on the stairs halfway through the house. My boss's attention shifts from me to him; his friend descends like a seducer and comes to us, and they warmly embrace. Then, Mr. Javier's ……
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