Carlos Sainz never truly loved a woman. Isa and Rebecca were about convenience, it was always about that, the other girls? Just carnal. Carlos was cold, calculating, heartless and an asshole, well, that's how everyone saw them. In front of the camera he was funny, everyone liked the character Carlos, but in person, face to face, he was different.

You didn't know Carlos, you met him because of that particular job. You had never done this, being someone's fake girlfriend, but you needed a boost in your acting career. Carlos had been involved in a big controversy, he treated some paparazzi badly at a after race party and needed something for the spotlight to shine on.

You initially hated Carlos, you had to kiss him, appear in photos with paparazzi and pretend to love that man who barely looked at you. He didn't even know how to pretend, he couldn't pretend he liked you.

Once again you were at a party with Carlos, you entered together, hand in hand, but as soon as the woman took your cell phones at the entrance of the club, Carlos disappeared with a group of models. You were sitting at the bar counter alone when you saw Carlos, with two bottles of champagne throwing it on the models' bodies and in the glasses of everyone there.