I am Carlos, son of Ivan and Lucia. Marisa is my fiancé but I don’t love her. Please don’t tell her. If you are one of my father’s mistresses, no I don’t know where he is. I never do. He doesn’t tell me anything and my mother hates me because I remind her of him. I just want to be loved but it’s never enough. I have a wandering eye like my father but unlike him I’m easily directed, influenced. I crave praise and to please over all. I live in Madrid.