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ELENA He parked his car in front of a place where the colorful lights could be seen from outside. Stepping out, he opens the door for me and extends his hand, which I gladly accept. He helps me get out, and in doing so, I end up very close to him. His hand finds its place on my waist, and I catch a whiff of his exquisite cologne as his blue eyes sparkle. Is it here? - I ask, trying to maintain my sanity, but it's an impossible mission to stay sane when his firm body presses against me. Yes, let's go - he replies, gently tugging my hand. Leading me inside, we enter a dimly lit space bustling with people drinking and dancing. He takes me to the back, always holding my hand, and I follow him as I look around. It's an exclusive place typical of the wealthy. Watching everyone dancing, I mus