Location (SEOUL) Time 11:00 PM

Address: Parque das Estrelas Building

Enrique stepped out of the car, a black Mercedes-Benz S-Class, and looked up, admiring the high-class condominium he had just purchased. The building, called "Parque das Estrelas," was a symbol of luxury and sophistication, with its modern architectural lines and lush gardens.

He had chosen this place for its privacy and luxury, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. The building was protected by a high fence and a 24-hour security gate, ensuring the safety and tranquility of the residents.

Upon entering the building, Enrique was greeted by the doorman, a middle-aged man with a friendly smile and an impeccable uniform.

"Welcome, Mr. Enrique. We're happy to have you here with us," said the doorman as he took the car key.

Enrique smiled and thanked him as he made his way to the elevator. The elevator was fast and silent, with dark wood panels and soft lighting.

Upon reaching his floor, Enrique noticed a family smiling and waving at him. They were the Kims, a Korean family who lived next door. Mr. Kim, a friendly and polite man, approached Enrique and greeted him.

"Welcome to our building, Mr. Enrique. We are very happy to have you here with us."

Enrique smiled and thanked him, but didn't say much, preferring to maintain his privacy.

Upon entering his condominium, Enrique was greeted by the silence and elegance of the environment. The apartment was spacious and luxurious, with dark wooden floors and large windows offering a stunning view of the city.

Enrique took a deep breath, finally feeling at home. He had bought this apartment to start a new life, far from the problems and memories of his past.

He lay on the bed, feeling tired from the long flight. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, letting the silence and darkness of the room envelop him.

He slept deeply but woke up early at 3:30 AM. He got up from the bed and began preparing for the day. First, he went to the kitchen and started making a healthy breakfast. He scrambled eggs with spinach, tomato, and bell pepper, and also prepared fresh orange juice.

After eating, Enrique dressed in running clothes and left the apartment. He descended to the ground floor and began running through the empty streets of Seoul. The air was fresh, and the city was quiet, which helped him focus on his run.

He ran for about 30 minutes until he started feeling tired. He then began heading back to the apartment, breathing deeply and feeling rejuvenated.

When he reached the building, he entered the elevator and started ascending. Suddenly, the elevator door opened again, and a woman stepped in. It was the same woman he had seen in the hallway the day before.

She was tall and slim, with straight black hair that fell to her shoulders. Her eyes were brown and cold, with a calculating expression that made Enrique feel intrigued.

He looked at her, and they exchanged glances. Enrique felt a shiver down his spine, but quickly turned his gaze away and ignored her.

The woman, however, didn't seem to mind Enrique's lack of attention. She approached him and asked:

"You're a foreigner, aren't you? You don't look Korean."

"Yes, I'm from Brazil."

The woman nodded her head but said nothing else. The elevator continued to ascend in silence until it finally stopped at Enrique's floor.

He stepped out of the elevator and began walking toward his apartment. The woman also stepped out of the elevator and started walking toward her own apartment.

They didn't exchange any more glances, and Enrique didn't know if he would see her again. But he couldn't deny that there was something about her that made him curious.

Enrique entered his apartment and decided to ignore the mysterious woman. He didn't want to distract himself with thoughts about her. Instead, he focused on preparing his healthy lunch.

He cooked grilled fish with vegetables and brown rice and sat at the table to eat. While eating, he opened his laptop and began working.

Enrique was a successful entrepreneur, the owner of a rapidly growing digital marketing company. He was always looking for new business opportunities and expansion.

Just as he was beginning to work, his computer rang, signaling a video call. It was one of his major sponsors, Mr. Lee, CEO of the cosmetics company "Beauty Korea."

Enrique smiled and answered the call. The computer screen showed Mr. Lee's face, who was sitting at his desk.

"Hello, Enrique! How are you today?" asked Mr. Lee.

"Hello, Mr. Lee! I'm good, thank you. And you?" replied Enrique.

"I'm good, thank you. So, let's get straight to the point. We're interested in renewing our sponsorship contract with your company. We think your team did an excellent job with the marketing campaign we ran together last year."

"Thank you, Mr. Lee! We're also very pleased with the result of the campaign. We believe our team did an excellent job creating a marketing strategy that achieved your company's goals."

"Yes, exactly! We are very satisfied with the result. So, let's discuss the contract details. We're willing to increase the budget for the marketing campaign this year."

"That's great! We're looking forward to working with you again. What budget do you have in mind?" asked Enrique.

"We're thinking of increasing the budget by 20% compared to last year. This will give us more resources to create a more effective marketing campaign."

"That's a significant increase! We're excited to work with you again. We can discuss the contract details and create a customized proposal for your company."

"Excellent! We're looking forward to seeing the proposal. Please send it to us by the end of the week."

"Of course, Mr. Lee! We'll work on it right away. Thanks for the opportunity to work with you again."

"Thank you, Enrique! We're excited to see what you have in mind for our marketing campaign this year."

The video call ended, and Enrique smiled, satisfied with the outcome of the conversation. He knew that renewing the sponsorship contract with "Beauty Korea" would be a big boost for his company.

He closed the video call and finished his lunch, feeling satisfied with the outcome of his conversation with Mr. Lee. He lay back on the couch, relaxing and enjoying the silence of the apartment.

He lit a cigarette and picked up his phone, scrolling through social media. Suddenly, he saw a recording of a report from Brazil talking about him. People interviewed spoke about how Enrique was a successful and handsome young man, and how many were envious of him.

Enrique listened to the words, feeling a mix of emotions. He knew he had worked hard to get where he was, but he also knew he had made sacrifices.

He threw the phone aside, taking a long drag from his cigarette. He whispered to himself:

"Everyone wants to be at the top, but they don't know how many things I had to sacrifice to be here."

Enrique touched the chain around his neck, a silver chain he always wore. There were two rings on it, one for marriage and the other for commitment. He looked at them, feeling a wave of emotions.

He got up from the couch and started walking around the apartment, feeling lost in thought. He knew there was much to be done, but he also knew he was ready to face the challenges ahead.

Enrique looked to the side and saw his Bible. He approached it, picked it up, and placed it on his head, whispering: "My Father, am I doing the right thing as a prince?"

And so, Enrique ended his day, feeling reflective and prepared for what was to come.