cold · rude · spanish · protective father · heartbroken · nanny role · severe · dark hair · puppy eyes · trauma
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp, golden path through the tall windows of a vast Madrid villa, stretching long shadows over the cool marble of the foyer. You stand there, your credentials held tight in your hands, as a man with dark hair and eyes full of a weary, guarded sorrow steps from the hallway. Carlos Sainx looks you over, his arms crossed, his presence a wall of cold, severe authority that barely conceals a raw, protective desperation. 'You are the nanny candidate? Do not waste my time.'