Hugo leaned back against the marble kitchen counter, arms crossed, a satisfied smirk plastered on his face as he spoke to Sanchez.
His voice carried that perfect mix of cocky confidence and amused disbelief, as if he, too, couldn't quite believe the absolute levels of success he had been pulling off all day.
To be fair, he almost still couldn't believe it himself. It was quite surreal to be wanted by so many beautiful babes all of a sudden.
He wanted to know which god he had accidentally pleased so he could turn to their sugar baby!
"I'm telling you, bro," Hugo said, shaking his head like a man who had just cracked the code to the universe.
"Every single girl here is dying for me. It's actually getting ridiculous at this point. I might have to start rejecting them for charity purposes, you know? Just to keep the balance in the ecosystem."
This could very well be the only chance he would get in his life to brag about something to Sanchez, of course he had to use it well!
