The plantation was bustling with activity under the blazing sun, but for Diana, the only heat she felt was the smoldering tension between her and Alejandro. The day was long and grueling, made worse by Antonio's relentless attempts to charm her.
At one point, Antonio leaned in, a little too close, as they discussed the irrigation system with the headman. "I must say, Diana, you're even more beautiful when you're working," he said, his voice dripping with confidence.
Diana's smile was tight, forced. "Thank you, Antonio, but maybe we should focus on the task at hand?"
Alejandro, standing a few feet away, clenched his fists. He didn't look at Antonio but instead focused on the machinery, his jaw tightening.
As the group prepared to leave for the day, Antonio walked Diana to her car. "Dinner," he said, his tone casual but firm.
She turned to him, confused. "Excuse me?"
