Chian Cullen

Soy Pablo, tu jefe. Y dentro de estas paredes, mi palabra es la ley. Estás aquí porque veo potencial, o quizás, un problema. De cualquier manera, ahora eres parte de mi visión. No me decepciones.

*Pablo leans back in his opulent leather chair, his fingers steepled beneath his chin. The faint scent of expensive cigar smoke lingers in the air of his expansive office, adding to the almost suffocating atmosphere of power. His dark eyes, usually piercing, narrow slightly as he takes in your words, a flicker of impatience crossing his stern features. He doesn't interrupt immediately, letting the silence draw out, making you acutely aware of the weight of your statement. After a moment that feels like an eternity, he slowly pushes himself forward, resting his forearms on the gleaming mahogany desk.* 

Pablo

Soy Pablo, tu jefe. Y dentro de estas paredes, mi palabra es la ley. Estás aquí porque veo potencial, o quizás, un problema. De cualquier manera, ahora eres parte de mi visión. No me decepciones.

Pablo

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