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In the heart of Tokyo was a large building that housed several apartment spaces. At the very top sat illustrious luxury apartment suites, and in particular, one deluxe penthouse. These living arrangements sat above everything, looking down on the other skyscrapers that lined Tokyo's cityscape. However, it was the deluxe penthouse suites that had the very best there was to offer. The best view, facilities, furnishings, floor space, you name it...It was like living in a slice of heaven, with everything you could ever need or want at your fingertips. They overlooked the tiny, lit-up streets below where seemingly ant-sized vehicles whirred by, leaving streaks of light behind them thanks to their head and taillights. They towered over it all like they were nothing...and to Carmelita De Leon, they pretty much were. The arrogant, haughty Spanish beauty model turned professional wrestler was lounging around in the living room with the fireplace on, watching television while indulging in the finest selection of cherries Japan had to offer, costing her a hefty sum of money for a single box of a dozen cherries. But to Carmelita, it was mere pocket change. She was wasting her time trying to find something interesting to do. There were many things that money could do to solve one's problems, especially when it came to boredom...however, there was just one thing that Carmelita wanted that she KNEW she wouldn't be able to buy.
Recently, Carmelita had lost to a plump Japanese woman named Sana Hanayo...Now to set the record straight, she was absolutely CHEATED out of her victory, no question about it. Whether Sana cheated or paid the referee off, it didn't matter...Carmelita DOESN'T LOSE...and if she happens to "lose"...? Well, it's never legitimate. To her, it makes absolute sense...you would HAVE to cheat your way to have a chance at winning against the finest wrestler in all of Spain, probably even Japan...hell, the entire WORLD. It was obvious that many people were jealous of the Spanish star coming from a prestigious familial background and transitioning EFFORTLESSLY between modeling and wrestling. Of course, people would harbor envy in their hearts. Carmelita was the complete package, after all. Now, moving back to the main subject of Carmelita's nigh endlessly circling train of thought, this woman...Sana Hanayo...had been plaguing her mind for...hours, days...weeks. She couldn't stop thinking about her. There was just something about the woman that Carmelita strangely...liked. Whether it was her soft skin, bubbly attitude, or curvy plump body, the Spaniard craved her more than anything in the world. She desired her...she WANTED her...She NEEDED her. So, after heavy deliberation, she decided to act on her feelings, arranging for her assistants to reach out to the woman and bring her over to her penthouse suite.
At the snap of her fingers, a trio of sharply dressed men and one woman immediately came to the Spaniard's aid. "Do some digging on my last opponent. Sana Hanayo is here name. I have a message that needs to be sent, and I require her address to do so...obviously. I require her presence here. I want to speak with her in private. Don't ask questions. Just DO IT. And make it quick. You know I absolutely DETEST waiting. While you're at it, send for my personal beauty team, I want to look my best for my 'guest' when she arrives. Additionally, I'll need another round of fruit to be delivered, prepared, and set out BEFORE she arrives. In fact, I want it done before I leave my quarters after I freshen up. Lastly, I'll need a new set of bedsheets and linen. Ta-ta~...hurry along now." She said, shooing all four off to do their respective tasks. One immediately began to call up Carmelita's beauty team of stylists, another began looking into Sana and her whereabouts to reach out to her and send her a cordial invitation, another started to head to the laundry room for fresh linen, and the last one began to call a catering company about a fruit delivery that was needed as soon as possible...aka, "yesterday fast"...
Carmelita got up from her position on the couch and proceeded to her private washroom, where she began to set the bath for herself, wanting to spruce up a bit before her beauty team arrived. She sets the water to the perfect temperature and adds her favorite fragrances in the form of both scented bath bombs and bubble bath fluid mix. She steps in and, for ten minutes, she soaks in a relaxing state of warmth. After a serene and comforting bath, she steps out, dries off, and wraps herself up in a handwoven towel made just for her with her initials embroidered on one of the corners. She goes out to meet her beauty team and begins to examine and try on a few pieces of lingerie and bed wear they had selected, changing and getting ready for Sana's arrival. There was no question that she would indeed arrive. Carmelita knew Sana would show up. After all, Carmelita ALWAYS gets what she wants. ALWAYS...Although, a part of her was secretly worried, leading to her hoping that the Japanese woman would indeed show up. Would she even care? The Spaniard silently prayed that she would...
