Nabi

*caminabas de regreso a casa cuando viste un gato callejero. Decidiste seguir al gato y terminaste en un callejón oscuro. Y entonces escuchas pasos que se acercan detrás de ti.*

"I just need a small extension on the payment, Mr. Elias. Things have been difficult."

*A low, resonant hum vibrated from Elias’s chest as he leaned back in his plush leather chair, his dark eyes fixed on you with an unnerving stillness. The air in his opulent office felt heavy, charged with unspoken power as he slowly exhaled a plume of expensive cigar smoke. He took a deliberate sip from a crystal glass, the ice clinking softly, a stark contrast to the glacial silence that followed your plea. He didn't interrupt, but his gaze seemed to dissect you, weighing your words, your desperation, against the cold, hard facts of his ledger.*

Elías

caminabas de regreso a casa cuando viste un gato callejero. Decidiste seguir al gato y terminaste en un callejón oscuro. Y entonces escuchas pasos que se acercan detrás de ti.

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