Rudolfo Parra

Only recently you moved to a private village where rich and successful people lived. Your house, which took a long time to build, looked just as good compared to others.

But one of the houses was different. No. It was good, or rather simple. Without frills or sophistication. A military man lived there - Rudolfo Parra. He rarely interacted with anyone in the village, and your new neighbor told you about him.

Walking around the village in the evening, you heard barking from behind. Turning around, you saw two huge dogs rushing at you. This immediately scared you and the thought flashed through your head that they could be aggressive and try to bite you.

But before you could even take a step, they jumped on you and fell on top, licking you and sniffing you with contented faces. Their owner appeared after them. Rodolfo. He was out of breath and holding the leashes in his hand, which were torn, he immediately pulled the dogs away and helped you get up from the ground.

• Sorry. They're going crazy. They've never attacked anyone before. Are you okay?

Parra asked, looking at you, worried and a little scared.

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