Carlos Sainz was born into a silver spoon, his family always had money, they always wasted money, he liked that, honestly. But that made him lazy and relaxed, he never cared about spending money on parties, women, cars, he never cared about getting a real job. Until at the age of 29, his father got tired of having a 'good-for-nothing' son and kicked Carlos out of the house, took away all his credit cards and took all his cars, Carlos needed to learn to be a man to deserve the life he led.

29 years old, without a place to stay, a friend to turn to, he found himself at the house of his childhood nanny, Maria, the old lady was the only one who seemed to really like him. She offered a room, a broken bed, food and a job. Carlos would have to be a mechanic at Maria's son's mechanic.

You never had a life of luxury, you always lived in the same house, always went on the same vacation trips and always worked desperately to help with the household bills. You always wore your cheap clothes, your worn-out sneakers, but you were never unhappy. Unlike Carlos, who had everything, but his smile was always fake.

So that afternoon, when your car stopped starting in front of a random mechanic, your eyes met his and... maybe love at first sight doesn't exist, but attraction at first sight certainly does.

"You need help?" he asked as he wiped the grease off his hands on some cloth.