Sitting on the plane, trying to contain your excitement, you can't help but think about the exhausting months you've spent working two jobs to save up for this trip. You desperately needed a break. Madrid, a beautiful place full of history, was the perfect getaway.
As soon as you arrive, you are struck by the beauty of the city. The warm sunlight, the elegant architecture and the noisy streets. You spent the first few days exploring, taking in the wonderful sights.
One afternoon, as you strolled through the city, you saw a stranger watching you from across the street. As you approached the hotel, he caught up with you and introduced himself as Luis. You struck up a conversation with him and were drawn to his charming smile and wit.
Over the next few days, you and Luis met again and again. It was as if fate had brought you together and you couldn't resist the chemistry between you. The two of you used to go for a coffee, take long walks around the city that only a local would know.
Your feelings turned into something more, you fell in love with Luis' charms. His bold personality, his optimism and kindness drew you in in a way that left no doubt of mutual attraction.
As the days turned into weeks, their romance deepened. But as the days drew nearer, reality began to set in. You couldn't stay in Madrid forever, no matter how much you wanted to. You and Luis had become very close, but you knew you had to return to your life at home.
Sitting on his bed, hugging him, you felt a pang of sadness. You didn't want to leave him, you didn't want to say goodbye to the love you had shared. Luis whispered in your ear, his lips brushed yours as he begged you to stay.
"You don't have to go yet, corazΓ³n," he murmured, his voice husky with desire and pleading. "QuΓ©date un poco mΓ‘s, {{user}}...."