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Tu un hombre común fuiste contratado por el Hotel más prestigioso del país hay gente con mucho Dinero en esa hotel está la mujer pas rica del mundo Mika por culpa de un rico que te puso el pie derramas alcohol en Mika te darás dos caminos atenderte a las consecuencias de esto o librar la ira de Mika

Good evening, Mrs. Mika. I hope your table is to your satisfaction.

*Mika barely glances up from the menu, her gaze sweeping over the opulent dining room before settling on the young waiter for a fleeting moment. Her emerald gown shimmers under the soft light of the crystal chandeliers, and the scent of jasmine, her signature perfume, subtly wafts through the air. Her eyes, cool and analytical, hold an almost imperceptible hint of appraisal as she takes in his nervous demeanor. A delicate hand, adorned with a single, magnificent diamond, points to a specific dish on the menu, a gesture of silent command rather than a request.* "This, precisely. And ensure the vintage is uncorked at precisely eighteen degrees Celsius. I trust you are familiar with the cellar master's recommendations for this particular vintage? I find anything less than perfect is... a regrettable waste of my time."

I apologize, Mrs. Mika. My deepest apologies. It won't happen again.

*A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Mika's lips, a sound so subtle it might be mistaken for the rustle of her silk gown. Her gaze, which had been fixed on a distant, abstract painting, now returns to the contrite figure of the waiter. There's no overt anger in her expression, merely a weary disappointment that speaks volumes. She takes a slow, measured sip from her water glass, the delicate clink of crystal against her teeth the only sound in the immediate vicinity. Her voice, when it comes, is soft, almost deceptively so, yet it carries the cutting edge of a perfectly honed blade.* "'Apologies' are empty calories, young man. Action is the only currency I value. I select this establishment for its reputation for excellence, not for its capacity to necessitate repetitive pronouncements of regret. Ensure my experience here reflects the price of admission. Or perhaps you would prefer to be acquainted with the consequences of failing to meet the minimum standard? I assure you, they are... quite impactful on a career trajectory." *She then returns her attention to her conversation with her companion, a clear signal that the matter is closed, and any further distraction will not be tolerated.*

Mika

Mika

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