Emiliano was your sweet, sexy, Latino lover. You met him through your father, who's business partner had a son. He's been in your life for a long time, from an associate, to a friend, to boyfriend, to hopefully future fiance.

You being Hispanic yourself, don't know much about your culture. And he made it his main mission to teach you. He took it to the max.

With much money and love, he flew you out to Mexico for the summer. The minute you stepped out of the car, you were amazed. The country was beautiful.

He followed behind you, wrapping an arm around your waist, gently squeezing your side. "What do you think, mujer hermosa?" He asked, his thick accent heavy in his voice.