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On the rooftop terrace of a luxury restaurant, a 26-year-old secretary sits nervously at an elegant table. She has just spent her last €500 to rent a fake boyfriend for an important dinner. The man who arrives is perfect—tall, refined, and captivating.

“Hello, Sofía,” he says with a smile. “I’m Alejandro, your boyfriend for tonight.”

Sofía hands him an envelope with the money, but he refuses it.

“I can’t accept this.”

“Why not? That was our agreement,” she insists.

Alejandro looks her straight in the eyes.

“Because… I’m the CEO of the company you work for.”

Sofía turns pale. She has just unknowingly hired her boss to pretend to be her boyfriend. What happens next will change both of their lives forever.

Sofía Martín, 26, works as a secretary at Herrera Industries, a multinational headquartered in one of Madrid’s towering skyscrapers. She earns just €1000 a month and lives in a 35-square-meter studio in Carabanchel. Every night, she counts coins to make it to the end of the month.

But Sofía has a problem even bigger than poverty—her older sister, Carmen.

Carmen, 30, is married to a wealthy lawyer and lives in a €2 million villa. She never misses a chance to humiliate Sofía.

“Little sister,” she says over the phone, “tomorrow night is my wedding anniversary dinner. I hope you finally bring someone presentable.”

Sofía’s stomach drops. For three years, every family event has been a nightmare. All her relatives have rich, successful husbands—while she always shows up alone.

“Carmen, you know I don’t have anyone right now.”

“At 26, Sofía? That’s embarrassing. What will our friends say?”

“I don’t care what they think.”

“Well, I do. You’re a Martín. You represent the family. You can’t keep showing up like a poor old maid.”

Sofía hangs up with tears in her eyes. That night, in desperation, she searches online: “Rent a Boyfriend Madrid.”

She finds a website—high-class escorts for special events. The cost: €500 for one evening.

Sofía checks her bank account. €547. That’s all she has. But the thought of being humiliated again pushes her to make a crazy decision.

She picks the profile of Alejandro H., 32—an elegant, professional businessman. She sends a message:

“I need a date for a family dinner tomorrow night. €500 guaranteed.”

The reply comes 10 minutes later:

“Perfect. See you at La Azotea restaurant at 8 PM. I’ll be your perfect boyfriend.”

Sofía has no idea she’s about to make the most embarrassing mistake of her life.

The next day, she leaves work at 6 PM to prepare for the most important dinner of her life. She buys a blue dress with her last €50, borrows a handbag from her roommate, and uses every makeup trick she knows. She has to look like a successful woman—with a perfect boyfriend.

At exactly 8 PM, she arrives at La Azotea, a luxury restaurant on the 40th floor with a panoramic view of Madrid. Her hands are sweaty, and she keeps repeating the story she made up:

“Alejandro is a tech entrepreneur. We met at a conference. We’ve been together for six months.”

Carmen and her husband Roberto are already seated with other relatives.

“Carmen!” Sofía calls out. “Finally, where is this mysterious boyfriend?”

“He’s on his way,” Sofía stammers.

Sofía, at 8:15 p.m.

A tall and captivating man approaches the table—he’s perfect. Brown hair, blue eyes, a dark gray suit that costs more than Sofía’s annual salary.
“Hello, Sofía,” he says with a smile. “Sorry for being late.”
Sofía is speechless—he’s even more handsome in person.
“H-hi, Alejandro,” she replies nervously.

The man greets everyone confidently and introduces himself as Alejandro Herrera, a businessman. He immediately wins over the whole family. During dinner, Sofía is increasingly impressed. Alejandro talks about international travel, investments, art—he truly seems like a successful man.

Carmen is ecstatic.
“Sofía, you’ve finally found someone on your level.”

But toward the end of dinner, Sofía notices something odd. Alejandro seems to know too many details about her work life.
“How do you know I work at Herrera Industries?” she whispers.

Alejandro smiles mysteriously.
“I told you I’m in the business world.”

When dinner ends, Sofía takes out the envelope with the €500.
“Here’s the agreed payment,” she says softly.

Alejandro looks at the envelope and shakes his head.
“I can’t accept it.”
“Why not? It was our agreement.”

Alejandro looks her in the eyes, serious.
“Because, Sofía… I’m Alejandro Herrera—the CEO of Herrera Industries.”

Sofía feels the ground crumble beneath her. She just hired her own boss to be her fake boyfriend.

Sofía remains frozen for several seconds, staring at Alejandro in shock.
“You… you’re my boss,” she whispers.
“Yes. And you’re the administrative department secretary I’d never noticed before.”

Sofía’s cheeks burn.
“But… how? Why did you accept?”
Alejandro smiles.
“Curiosity. When I got your request, I checked the name—Sofía Martín, an employee at my company. I had to find out why one of my secretaries was hiring a boyfriend.”

“Oh my God,” Sofía moans. “You’re going to fire me Monday morning, aren’t you?”
“Why would I?”
“Because it’s embarrassing. I hired my boss as a scort (escort).”

Alejandro laughs.
“Sofía, this was the most fun night I’ve had in years.”
“Fun? I’m mortified.”
“You shouldn’t be. Your sister is awful, your relatives are snobs, and you handled it all perfectly.”

Sofía looks at him in disbelief.
“Are you joking?”
“No. And now I understand why you needed a fake boyfriend.”

As they walk toward the exit of the restaurant, Alejandro stops Sofía.
“Can I ask you something?”
“What?”
“Why have you never spoken to me at work?”

Sofía lowers her gaze.
“Because you’re the billionaire CEO and I’m a secretary making €100 a month. We live in different worlds.”
“Sofía, do you really think money defines a person’s worth?”
“I don’t. But the world does.”

Alejandro looks at her tenderly.
“The world is wrong.”

That night, Sofía can’t sleep. She’s discovered that her boss is kind, funny, human—but most of all, she noticed how he looked at her during dinner. Not like a boss looks at an employee—but like a man looks at a woman he likes.

On Monday morning, Sofía walks into the office terrified. How can she even look Alejandro in the eye after what happened?

But what she discovers leaves her speechless.

On Monday morning, Sofía enters the office with her heart pounding uncontrollably. She had spent the entire weekend imagining terrible scenarios—being fired, humiliated in front of her coworkers, transferred to another department. But when she arrives at her desk, she finds something unexpected: a bouquet of white flowers with a note.

“Thank you for the most interesting night in years.”

Sofía looks around nervously. Her coworkers don’t seem to have noticed anything.

At 10 a.m., Alejandro’s assistant approaches her desk.
“Sofía, Dr. Herrera wants to see you in his office.”

Sofía’s heart stops. This is the moment she feared.

She rides up to the 45th floor and knocks on the door of the most luxurious office in the building.
“Come in.”

Alejandro is sitting behind a mahogany desk worth more than Sofía’s entire apartment. He’s wearing a dark blue suit, his hair perfectly styled. He looks even more handsome than she remembered.

“Sit down, Sofía.”

She sits down, trembling.

“Mr. Herrera, I know what happened was inappropriate—”

“Sofía, stop.”

Alejandro gets up and walks toward the panoramic window overlooking Madrid.

“Last night I did a lot of thinking. About us.”

“About… us?”

“Yes. About what happened. About what I felt.”

Sofía swallows nervously.

“And what did you feel?”

Alejandro turns around.
“For the first time in years, I felt like myself. Not the CEO, not the billionaire. Just Alejandro.”

“I don’t understand,” Sofía says.

“Since I inherited this company at 25, every woman I’ve met only wanted my money. But you— you tried to pay me to be with you.” Sofía blushes.

“That’s different.”

“Yes, it’s different. It’s real.”

Alejandro sits down at the desk in front of her.

“Sofía, may I ask you out? For real this time. Not as boss and employee, not as client and escort. As Alejandro and Sofía.”

Sofía thinks she must have heard wrong.
“You… want to date me?”

“Yes. If you say yes.”

“But I’m poor. You’re rich. I’m a secretary. You’re…”

“So what?”

“People will talk. They’ll say I’m a gold-digger.”

Alejandro takes her hands.

“Sofía, I don’t care what people say. I only care what you say.”

Sofía looks into his blue eyes—and sees something she’s never seen before: honesty.

“Alejandro, if I go out with you, by Monday morning everyone will know the secretary from the fifth floor is dating the CEO.”

“So what?”

“Then I’ll have to resign.”

Alejandro smiles.
“Who said you have to stay a secretary?”

“What do you mean?” Sofía asks, confused.

Alejandro opens a folder on his desk.

“Sofía, I reviewed your résumé. Economics degree with honors. Master’s in Business Management. Internships at investment banks.”

“Yes, but then I couldn’t find a job in my field.”

“Why did you work as a secretary?”

Sofía lowers her gaze.
“Because after six months of searching, I ran out of money. I took the first job I was offered.”

“Sofía, you’re wasting your talent.”

“What do you mean?”

Alejandro stands up.

“I want to offer you a position in the business management department—Strategic Development Manager.”

Sofía’s eyes widen.

“What’s the salary?”

“€5,000 a month.”

Sofía faints in her chair.

When she wakes up, Alejandro is handing her a glass of water.

“Sofía, are you okay?”

“Are you okay with €5,000 a month?”
“That’s impossible.”
“Why impossible?”
“Because it’s four times what I earn now.”
“And what are you worth?”
Sofía shakes her head.
“Alejandro, people will think you promoted me because we’re together.”
“Sofía, we’re not together yet. You still haven’t given me an answer.”
It’s true—Sofía realizes she still hasn’t responded to his proposal.
Alejandro continues,
“You’re the first man to ask me out without knowing I only have €47 in my bank account.”
“You really have that little?”
Sofía blushes.
“I spent everything on Saturday’s dinner.”
Alejandro looks at her tenderly.
“Sofía, would you like me to walk you home tonight? That way I can see how you really live.”

That night, Alejandro follows Sofía to her studio apartment in Carabanchel.
When he enters the 35 m² flat, he’s stunned.
It’s small, but tidy, clean, and full of books and dreams.
“This is where I live,” Sofía says shyly.
“It’s beautiful. Truly.”
Alejandro adds,
“My bathroom is bigger than this whole apartment.”
“Yes, but there’s something here that’s missing in my villa.”
“What’s that?”
“Warmth. Humanity. Real life.”

Alejandro sits on the small couch and looks at Sofía.
“Can I tell you something?”
“Tell me.”
“I have a €10 million villa, but it’s empty. Cold. I come home and only hear silence.”
“You must feel lonely.”
“Very lonely. Until I met you.”

Sofía feels her heart pounding.
“Alejandro…”
“Sofía, my answer is yes. I want to go out with you.”
Alejandro smiles.
“And my answer to your job offer is also yes.”

They kiss for the first time in the little studio, while outside, Madrid lights up for the night.
But what they don’t know is that someone has noticed the CEO going out with the secretary.

A week after the first kiss, Sofía starts her new job as Head of Strategic Development.
Office on the 42nd floor.
Personal assistant.
Salary of €5,000.

But the leap from secretary to executive doesn’t go unnoticed.
“Did you hear?” whispers a colleague.
“Sofía Martín was promoted by Herrera from the fifth floor.”
“Impossible.”
“Well, it’s true. She now has an office on the 42nd floor.”
“I bet he’s sleeping with her.”

Sofía hears all the whispers and feels uncomfortable.
During the first executive meeting, she timidly introduces herself:
“I’m Sofía Martín, the new Head of Strategic Development.”
The other executives look at her skeptically.
“What’s your previous experience?” asks the CFO.
“I worked 3 years as a secretary here, but I also have a Master’s in Business Management.”
“Secretary?” he repeats, with a condescending tone.

Alejandro steps in,
“Sofía has brilliant ideas for European expansion. Let’s hear her out.”

Sofía presents her project:
Open branches in Germany and France before 2025.
The numbers are perfect. The analysis, impeccable.
At the end of the presentation, everyone applauds.

“Congratulations, Dr. Martín,” says the…

Chief Financial Officer.
The project is excellent.
Sofía smiles proudly. After the meeting, Alejandro calls her to his office.

“You were fantastic.”
“Thanks, but I’ve heard what people are saying about me.”
“What are they saying?”
“That I got promoted because we’re together.”

Alejandro becomes serious.
“Sofía, this bothers me too. Do you want us to make our relationship public?”

Sofía thinks about it.
“If we do, everyone will think we’re confirming the rumors. But if we don’t, we’ll keep hiding.”

Alejandro takes her hands.
“Sofía, I’m not ashamed of you. Are you ashamed of me?”
“No, but I’m afraid.”
“Afraid of what?”
“That when people find out, they’ll treat me differently. Like the boss’s girlfriend, not as a professional.”

Alejandro understands her concern.
“Sofía, let’s do something. We’ll wait until your work speaks for itself. When everyone sees how good you are, we can go public as a couple.”

Sofía nods.
“That sounds fair.”

But what they don’t know is that Carmen, Sofía’s sister, has already found out everything—and she’s not happy.

Two months later, Sofía has proven herself to be an exceptional executive.
The European expansion project has been approved by the Board of Directors.
The financial press hails her as Young Manager of the Year.
Everyone at the company respects her competence.

But one evening, while Sofía and Alejandro are having dinner at his chalet, an unexpected visitor arrives.

“Sofía!”

Carmen bursts into the living room.
“We need to talk.”
“Carmen? How did you get in?”
“I told the butler I’m your sister.”

“Is it true you’re with Alejandro Herrera?”

Sofía looks at Alejandro, who nods, encouraging her.
“Yes, it’s true.”
“I can’t believe it. My sister is with one of the richest men in Spain!”

“Carmen, it’s not what you think.”
“What do I think? I think you’ve finally done something smart.”

Alejandro steps in.
“Excuse me, are you Carmen Martín, Sofía’s sister? The one who made us meet?”

Sofía blushes.
“Carmen, was it like that?”
“How could it not be? If it weren’t for that dinner, you two never would’ve met.”

Alejandro smiles.
“She’s right. We owe her a thank-you.”

Carmen is on cloud nine.
“So, when will you announce your relationship officially?”

Sofía and Alejandro exchange a look.
“Carmen,” says Sofía, “Alejandro and I have been together for two months. We’re not rushing.”

“But what are you waiting for? He’s perfect!”

That night, after Carmen leaves, Sofía and Alejandro remain in the garden.

“Your family is… unique,” says Alejandro.
“I know, I’m sorry.”

“Sofía, can I ask you something?”
“Tell me.”
“Do you love me for who I am—or for what I have?”

Sofía looks at him, surprised.
“Alejandro, how can you ask me that?”
“Because every woman I’ve known has wanted me for my money.”

Sofía takes his hands.
“Alejandro, I already loved you when I thought you were a €500 escort. Really. During that dinner, I fell in love with how you spoke, how you smiled, how you looked at me…”

“You looked at me like you didn’t even know who I really was, Alejandro,” she said.
Alejandro kissed her.
“I also fell in love with a woman who had the courage to spend her last euros for dignity.”
“Alejandro, can I tell you something? I don’t care about anything anymore—not what people think. I want everyone to know we’re together.”
Alejandro smiled.
“Are you sure?”
“Absolutely sure. I’m proud to love you.”

The next day, Sofía and Alejandro arrived at the office together, holding hands. Everyone stared, but Sofía no longer hid.

At 10 a.m., Alejandro called a general meeting.
“I have an important announcement to make. Sofía Martín and I are together. I know some of you might think this influences work decisions. You’re wrong. Sofía was promoted on merit and will continue to grow on merit.”

After the meeting, coworkers approached Sofía to congratulate her.
“You make a beautiful couple,” said the CFO.
“And you’re really good at your job,” added another executive.

That night, Sofía and Alejandro had dinner on the terrace of the chalet, with the lights of Madrid shining below them.
“Are you happy?” Alejandro asked.
“Over the moon. I have the job of my dreams and the man of my life.”
“Sofía, there’s one last thing I want to ask you.”
Alejandro got down on one knee and pulled out a ring with a five-carat diamond.
“Sofía Martín, will you marry me?”
Sofía burst into tears.
“Yes, yes, yes!”
They kissed under the stars, fully aware that it all began with a €500 lie—but true love had transformed that lie into the most beautiful story of their lives.

Because sometimes, modern fairy tales start in the most unexpected ways. And when two hearts meet, it doesn’t matter where they come from—only where they want to go together.

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