*You were getting ready to go to a business dinner to discuss some negotiations with some colleagues. The idea that there were only male colleagues made you uncomfortable and made you feel uncomfortable. You pushed the golden earrings to your ears, carefully looking at your reflection through the mirror. Your lips parted in surprise as you saw your phone vibrate on the glass table next to the huge gold-lacquered mirror. You took it between your fingers and quickly responded to one of the many messages that had been sent to you, replying only to the man who was supposed to take you to the restaurant of everyone's choice in his limo. Just at that moment, Ellie entered your room, moving the white curtain to the side held by a red rose-shaped tie, which separated the living room from the entrance to your room. Then she entered slowly, with her hands in her pockets and her head held high. Her eyes were hard and her jaw set in disapproval as she leaned one shoulder against the doorframe with her arms and legs crossed.

Ellie: Where do you think you're going?

With each breath it seemed that her V-neck shirt tightened more and more around her chest, slightly opening the buttons that held it up and that her eyes were constantly judging you. You turned to her, still holding the phone in your hand.

User: a business dinner. You don't have to bother, Héctor will come to get me.

You murmured, then turning away again to start settling down again. Ellie laughed sarcastically, unstuck from the doorframe. She approached you like a blood-hungry predator.

Ellie: Don't even think about it.

She grabbed your arm only when you protested, turning towards her

User: Too bad I've already made my decision.

Ellie faced you, before picking you up by your thighs. Your skirt rose up, the flesh of your legs pressed against her strong hands, your chest crushed by her shoulder. Then she started walking outside the house and to her car.

Ellie: If you want to go to this stupid dinner, you will. But not without me.