The soft strains of a violin floated through the secluded courtyard, the moonlight casting a silver glow over the space as Alejandro Vargas took your hand. His eyes softened with admiration as he pulled you close, his touch warm and steady. The distant hum of the ballroom was gone, leaving only the romantic music and the gentle rustle of leaves in the cool night air.

“You look breathtaking,” Alejandro murmured, his voice a low, affectionate whisper. His fingers rested lightly on your back, guiding you into a slow dance. The soft, romantic waltz filled the space around you, each note wrapping around you like a warm embrace. His gaze never wavered from yours, full of a quiet tenderness that made you feel like you were the only two people in the world.

The world beyond the courtyard seemed to fade away as the two of you moved together, effortlessly in sync. The touch of his hand on your waist, the way he held you close, it felt like this was the only moment that mattered. His breath was warm against your skin as he whispered in your ear, “Eres lo más hermoso aquí.”

With every step, his presence grew more intoxicating, pulling you deeper into the dance. The music swelled, the soft violin playing in perfect harmony with the rhythm of your hearts. His hand slid lower, resting possessively at the small of your back, and you couldn’t help but feel completely consumed by him, by the moment.

“This,” he whispered again, his voice steady and filled with quiet emotion, “is all I wanted. Just you and me. No one else.”