We found three types of drugs on your sailboat,
cocaine, scopolamine, and GHB.
That's impossible.
I don't use drugs.
Those were the same three drugs Cristóbal Balboa took before he died.
Like I said, those drugs aren't mine.
And as far as Cristóbal goes… I have no idea.
But you knew him.
I did, but I hadn't seen him in a long time.
How long is "a long time"?
A long time.
More than a year.
I see.
Then why did you go see him at Riviera Esmeralda
the day he was killed?
Did you think the security cameras wouldn't record you entering at midnight?
I wasn't expecting you.
Especially not like this.
You never learn.
Why do you say that?
It's so nice to be together again.
It was just a little white lie.
I had to create a fake profile on Tinder.
Otherwise, you wouldn't have responded.
Why do you treat me this way?
You ruined my life once. What the hell do you want now?
I don't want to ruin anything.
On the contrary, I brought you here because I want us to be allies.
You deserve a lot of the Ferrer fortune.
So do I.
We should be in this together.
-I didn't kill him! -Then why did you lie?
Because I don't want to be killed. I know it was the Ferrers.
It was them and they want to blame me!
You have to believe me.
FAKE PROFILE
I just need some time.
I know it hasn't been easy,
but I'm sure we can be a family again.
After what you did to Mom? Do you think Eva and I are idiots?
-No one is saying that, Lucas. -Lucas, shut up.
There's the door.
Will you leave?
Can you hear me out?
I've tried to, but I just can't.
Lucas, why are you treating me like this? I haven't seen you in a year.
-You destroyed our family. -No…
-Ángela. -Mom.
I'm so sorry.
-Don't let him manipulate you. -Lucas.
Lucas.
Give me a moment with your dad, please.
See you in a bit.
I love you.
You're not keeping your end of the deal.
Excuse me?
You want to see your kids? Finish therapy.
Ángela, I haven't seen them in a year and a half.
Have some sympathy, at least.
I also came to close a business deal.
You? A business deal?
-Yes. -Can you tell me what it's for?
It's a real estate agency for tourists.
The problem is you can't fool me,
so I'm sure you're not here to see your kids,
or to give me your condolences.
You're here for her.
You came back because you heard Camila was getting married.
I know you like the back of my hand.
I could tell you exactly what you're thinking.
Unbelievable.
But I just don't care anymore.
It's no use anymore.
Thank God,
you're out of my life now.
Now all I need is for you to stay away from my children.
It won't happen, Ángela. You know that.
It's only fair.
-Fair? -And it's not about revenge.
That would be a drag.
No.
I would rather offer my forgiveness
than keep fighting with you.
It's more about respect, about values.
Because if someone's responsible for my family's tragedies,
including the murder of my brother, then it's you.
Me?
It's a shame your father's dead. You could've asked him who started this!
Don't compare yourself to my father.
My father only wanted to do good.
But you seem to enjoy watching everything you touch turn to shit.
Insult me all you want, Ángela. It doesn't matter to me anymore.
Do you think you're the victim of an oppressive system?
Oh, how I pity you.
I'm just asking to see my children.
That's all.
What did you put in this beer? I feel amazing.
I feel amazing too.
I feel like none of this is real.
Why?
Everything is amazing.
The weather.
You.
Cheers.
It's cute.
Can she try it on?
You like it.
Cheers!
I'm exhausted. We walked so much.
Forgive me.
-Why? -For making you walk so much.
And because I can't wait.
Matteo.
I…
I would really rather we take things slow.
I just don't understand why Indira insists that I'm guilty of the murders
when she's already made an arrest.
Look at it this way,
they need to know everything you do.
Remember, there is someone out there killing people.
But who? Who could be awful enough to do that?
The detective said to wait, right?
-It could be Inti, or… -No.
It can't be Inti, babe.
I talked to him. He has other plans.
Well, you are very exposed in the club.
It could be a guy who's obsessed with you, you know.
Babe, I don't dance at the club that much anymore.
You're still the star. Everyone stares at you.
It could be a client from the club
or someone who wants to get close to you.
No.
I know the clients well, and it can't be someone from the club.
If it were someone from there, then they would've given me a clue.
They would've talked to me.
No.
This has to be a stalker.
And believe me, I know that type well.
He knows everything I do,
where I go, what my schedule is.
I have a suspect in mind.
Have you considered that it could be him?
Miguel could be killing people to get revenge on you.
Babe…
Miguel is a dangerous guy.
He's obsessed.
He can't accept the idea
that you've chosen me as your husband
and not him.
No.
He didn't even come close.
I love you.
What's wrong?
Nothing, I…
I just…
I just got dizzy.
I'm going to get some fresh air, okay?
Okay.
-Would you rather be alone? -No.
You've been under a lot of stress.
It's normal to feel this way.
It's not stress that I'm feeling.
David, I feel like this because of Miguel.
Finding him at the wedding, seeing him there,
knowing that he lives in the same city as us…
-I could run into him any-- -Do you have feelings for him?
Are you still in love with him?
I married you.
Don't ask me that.
It's just a question.
Answer me.
No.
I'm not in love with Miguel.
-Don't think that, okay? -No, no. I don't.
I was just asking. You don't need to get upset.
Listen…
he's not going to undo what you and I have.
Everything we've built, everything we've fought for.
If we stay together, like this…
he won't undo it, I promise you.
Good morning.
Morning, Mom.
Good morning.
Look what Dad made. And, for once, it's actually good.
See? I've learned a lot lately.
Thank you.
I really appreciate you letting me spend time with them.
You're staying here, right?
Well…
Not here, honey, but I am going to have a house
where you will get your own room.
It's late, Eva. You have to go to school.
Okay, but can Dad take me?
Okay.
But get going.
Okay.
Thank you, Mom.
Bye.
Thank you.
If you need someone to talk to, to vent or whatever, call me, okay?
You can count on me, even though we're divorced.
So disappointing.
Grab your things, we're leaving.
-Can't you see what he's trying to do? -Lucas!
Lucas!
Come here.
Listen to me. Listen up.
-This resentment can't last forever. -Why not?
Because he'll always be your dad.
Whether you resent him, or kick him out, or hate him.
Whatever happens, you have to respect your parents.
-Whichever parent you get. -I got the worst.
I saw how much he hurt you. And I will never forgive him.
Ángela!
-Emanuel, hello. -How are you?
Need anything?
I'm doing my best to try to cope with this situation.
It's very hard to move on after something so horrible.
Of course.
I know my brother would want me to be strong, so I'm trying.
Of course. I understand.
Hey, whenever you have time, I'd love to take you out for dinner.
Very informal, just… If you don't want to eat alone.
I'm very flattered, thank you, but…
I just got divorced.
-I just buried my brother. -Right.
I want to take things slow.
-You're right. I apologize. -No, no, it's okay, really. Thanks.
Okay. Have a good day.
See you later.
Was he how you imagined?
-I didn't like him. -Not at all?
I loved him!
I'm so glad. Something good amid all this misfortune.
He's smart and nice. He made me laugh all night.
Did you sleep with him?
No.
No, but not because I didn't want to.
Oh, Vanne, I forgot what it was like to kiss someone
so passionately.
I haven't felt like that in years.
Well, I'm glad you didn't sleep with him.
No sex on the first date. No matter what age you are.
-No, no. And age is a factor. -No.
He's 15 years younger than me.
-What? Fifteen? -Fifteen years younger.
Fifteen years younger, but…
But he's a Greek god.
He has a great body.
I was melting.
-I don't know if he likes me. -I'm sure he does. Plus, he's legal age.
You already grieved your divorce. You were respectful to Alberto.
Alberto? He got with a 23-year-old two months later.
Do you think anyone talked about it? Was anyone shocked? Not at all.
-Sexism. That is sexism. -I know.
It's him.
Oh, God.
Hello?
-Hello. -Hi.
I'm here, but I don't see you anywhere.
Where are you?
-Where-- -Now I see you.
What are you doing here?
-This is my friend Vannessa. -Hi.
-Nice to meet you. -Stay.
We were talking about you.
Nice to meet you. I'm Matteo. Hope you haven't heard anything bad.
-No. All good things, so far. -Excuse me.
I'm here to kidnap you.
-Just for a few hours, that's all. -No way.
No way. We just got out of yoga class, and I need to go to the office.
-Please? -She can go.
Go for it!
Of course.
I lied.
Yesterday you asked me when was the last time I was with Miguel.
It wasn't a year and a half ago like I said.
I was with him yesterday.
You had sex with Miguel before coming here yesterday?
No, nothing happened, because I stopped him.
-Get out! Leave! -What's wrong?
Miguel loves to get under my skin, to destabilize me, take away my peace.
I think he had something to do with the deaths of…
of these men, the Tinder men I told you about.
Why do you think that?
Because I married David.
Miguel can't stand to see that I'm okay.
He can't stand the idea that I got married.
Look, Camila…
Desire…
is intrinsically linked
to the impossibility of total satisfaction.
That means that desire exists as long as it is impossible.
Camila, look at me.
Calm down. Breathe.
Breathe. Like that.
Lie down.
Rest your head here.
There you go.
There.
Breathe calmly.
I want you to answer this question.
How is it possible for something like that to happen
the day after your wedding?
I don't know.
He came into my room, and…
And I saw him.
Feeling him there once again, being close to him…
It was like the first time we were together in Las Vegas.
Camila, stay right there,
right in that moment.
I want you to breathe more slowly.
Just like that.
Then he kissed me.
He spread my legs, and I was there with him.
Don't worry. Everything is fine.
You've done very well.
We can revisit that story when you feel calmer, okay?
Yes.
It still helped me to talk about Miguel
and let things go.
To feel like it's no longer there.
What happened yesterday won't happen again.
-Why don't you think so? -Because I need Miguel out of my life.
He can't stay here.
I've been telling you for 12 hours that I thought
I would never have sex for money again.
But one day this old bastard, this demon, this frigid jackass, this cockroach…
he made me a huge offer.
You get used to living in luxury. It must be hard to give it up.
Anything else?
Talk about your relationship with Adrián Ferrer.
But first I want to ask you if you engage in sadomasochism?
Why the face?
I have to ask you these questions because of your profession.
Do you enjoy it?
Not especially.
I'm sure you must have clients
with extravagant tastes who you have to cater to.
Surely you must have some accessories for that.
Handcuffs, restraints, whips,
latex clothing, or leather.
No.
Inti, are you doing this for revenge?
I think you're lying.
That you've been lying from the minute we started investigating.
But…
unfortunately, we have evidence against you.
Evidence? What evidence do you have?
Besides the drugs, we found your saliva on Adrián Ferrer's body.
We found traces of your biological material
in the bathroom where Cristóbal Balboa was murdered.
And we can't forget, of course,
that you had sexual relations with two of the three victims.
I won't say another word without my lawyer.
Who, I assume, we need to appoint, because you're not selling the sailboat.
Or do you have anything left from what they paid you
to stop the marriage of Adrián Ferrer and Cristóbal Balboa?
Unfortunately, both of them are dead.
Both murdered in identical ways.
Talk.
Why did you kill them?
Welcome.
-Gloria. -Ángela.
"THE CORNERSTONE OF AN EMPIRE IS FAMILY"
Leave it in my office.
Santiago, good morning.
Welcome.
Please, after you.
What do you think of the new facilities?
I'd love to catch you up on everything you've missed these past few months.
Gloria, if you please.
But you know this business moves fast.
Catching up is my responsibility, so don't worry.
Ángela…
You need to take things slow.
You've suffered a lot
after your brother's death and…
We think you should
let us get on with the work.
How thoughtful of you.
But that's out of the question.
I'm not letting anyone run my business without me.
I'm still the head of the company.
Gloria, please.
With your record…
that's impossible.
Our stock is… at risk.
It's lost a lot of its value since 2023.
We all know the reason why.
Why do you want to come back?
Why?
Oh, please.
This is my father's legacy.
And this is my job.
Sorry, Ángela, but people like you don't work.
Because they don't need to.
They have enough money.
Not everything is about money.
It must be hard for someone who is finally making some to understand.
But this company uses both of my last names.
And it will probably stay that way.
But Ferrer Barragán works perfectly fine
without your family.
Sorry, but the Madrid office has already decided.
They decided.
Oh, God.
Then you're going to have to tell Vannessa,
your beautiful wife,
to pack her bags.
It's your decision, my dear.
Either you let me manage my company
or our partnership with Spain is over.
Oh, Ángela.
You can't do that.
Do you know how many times I have heard that?
"Ángela, you can't do this." "Ángela, you can't do that."
But in the end, I do what I want.
Gloria!
A cup of coffee, please. And open the curtains.
Of course.
I do need a favor.
Better not to leave for tomorrow what can be done today.
Call Madrid and tell them.
And then we'll decide which office I get.
Oh, sorry.
It's private.
INCOMING CALL UNKNOWN NUMBER
-Hello? -Hello.
-Can you hear me? It's me. -What do you want?
After the arraignment, they are taking me to jail.
-I need a lawyer. -Sure.
I'll get a company lawyer to defend a criminal, right away.
I didn't kill your brother, Ángela. How many times do I have to say it?
I loved Adrián.
I could never do that. I would never go that far. You know me.
And I am asking you this favor
because you're the only one who can get me out of this hell.
While we were together, did I ever ask you for a favor?
You brought this hell on yourself, Inti.
Even though we don't have a direct link to the deaths,
we can confirm that the three men used the same dating app.
All three matched with the same user.
This is a warning to the public.
We are looking into regulations for these types of applications.
Detective, is the user in question a male or a female?
Female, but it doesn't mean that our suspect is a woman.
Anyone could be behind a fake profile.
-Ma'am. -Thank you.
No more questions.
There is a lady in your office who wants to talk to you.
Who is she?
Jimena Santos. Former resident of Riviera Esmeralda.
Three weeks ago, my husband went fishing and he hasn't returned.
I filed a police report, but there's no trace of him anywhere.
This morning I heard that the murderer targets cheaters and…
Do you think your husband cheats?
No.
No, I don't think so. I know there are other women.
In our case, what started as infidelity
became an open marriage.
You used to live at Riviera Esmeralda.
Did you know Miguel Estévez?
Miguel is the reason why my husband and I opened our relationship.
Are you always like this?
Only when I feel like I found the woman of my dreams.
And on a dating app, no less.
How do you know I'm the woman of your dreams?
That's how I feel.
You know that I just got divorced
and it's not easy for me.
I mean, I don't…
Laura,
don't worry.
I know that.
And we can take things slow.
Okay? I'm in no rush.
Listen,
let's make a deal.
What if we just simply enjoy today?
The present.
We don't know what tomorrow brings.
Let's just enjoy.
-Plus, I have a surprise. -Really?
So what do you say?
Do we have a deal?
We have a deal.
Let's go!
I have a question.
How come a man like you is single?
Do you want the truth or the official version?
The official version
is that I don't have time.
I work and study a lot.
And the truth is
I've had very bad luck.
I don't believe you.
I'm going to make something very clear.
I will never…
ever lie to you.
Okay, so?
What are we waiting for? We didn't come here for the sand, did we?
Let's go swim!
Come on!
-Let's call the police! -We will. Breathe.
Just calm down. Breathe, okay?
-What was that? -Calm down.
-That was a body. -We have to call the police.
-I'll go for help, okay? -I'll call the police.
-Hold on. -Yes.
Police? We just found a body underwater.
Stop the music.
-Hi. Sorry. -Take a 15-minute break.
Go to the dressing room. Silvi, take them there.
You guys over there. Get a coffee. Then we'll continue.
-Are you sure? -Yes, I'm sure.
Good morning.
-I'll be backstage. -Thank you.
What language do I have to speak so you understand I don't want you here?
I just have a question.
I know the game you're playing.
It won't work, because you're sick, Miguel.
You think I'm a murderer?
Don't you understand how dangerous this is?
You know what?
Unlike you, Miguel, unlike you,
I always told you the truth,
and you know perfectly well that I am married.
And yet we almost made love.
I know you were also dying to.
Tell me it's true.
Tell me that we both felt what I felt.
It's all I need to hear.
Stop, asshole!
Enough. Don't you get it?
Leave me alone.
That tiny thing we had is not going to happen again.
-That tiny thing? -Yeah.
Why not? What changed?
-What changed? -I did.
You changed?
-Really? -Yes.
Tell that to your body. Clearly, it wants something else.
Move.
-Camila… -You know what?
If you have any kind of shame, even the smallest amount,
I'm asking you not to let David know that you were at the hostel, please.
But… Hey, Camila, can we talk?
-Camila. -Just leave!
I know David is your friend,
but Camila is also my friend.
Plus, getting between a couple is bad.
They always reconcile, and you just end up looking like a gossip.
That will be you. Please don't tell him.
You're asking too much, babe. I can't.
David is like my brother.
-Camila is also like my sister. -Zorro!
Already fighting two days into your relationship?
-Please, don't. -Relax. Have a beer.
Thanks, brother.
-Erika let something slip. -Please, don't. Please.
Guess who she saw leaving your room?
I haven't had sex in 500 days.
Yes, I have a compulsive sexual behavior disorder.
Ángela said if I wanted to see my children again,
I had to go to a rehab center.
And I'm better.
But every time I see you,
I can't control myself.
Yesterday… yesterday was my first kiss in 500 days.
And you know what?
I could wait 500 more
if I knew that next time I make love,
it would be with you.
What we had was not real.
-It wasn't real? -It was sex. Passion.
But not love.
-Not love, Miguel. Not love. -Look, Camila…
You can say whatever you want.
Say you don't love me, you don't feel anything for me.
But don't you dare deny our history. Don't.
Hey.
What happened?
What did they do to you in that clinic?
You can't deny it, Camila.
You married that bastard
just to forget me.
Yesterday we felt the same.
Like no time had passed between us.
What we have is still there
and stronger than the first time.
Whatever happens,
you and I have to be ready.
Don't talk about my husband that way.
Why don't you get the hell out of here
before anyone sees you?
Cami, this lady is looking for you.
Sorry to have to interrupt.
Goodbye, Miguel.
Talk later.
My colleagues will take your information.
I'd like to talk to you as soon as possible.
Of course.
Call me anytime.
Excuse me.
Go ahead.
If you came to ask me if I remember anything else about what happened,
I'm sorry to say I don't.
I would appreciate it if you made an effort.
Listen, lady, do you realize how serious this is?
There is someone out there trying to frame me for murder,
but the worst part is that you are treating me like a murderer.
I treat you how I treat everyone.
Really?
Do you have other suspects, or am I your favorite?
I'm only looking for the truth.
If that means my own shadow is a suspect,
then so be it.
Well, as you can see, I'm working.
The next time you want to talk to me, it has to be with a lawyer.
Your relationship with Miguel Estévez. Are you lovers? Friends?
Have a nice day, detective.
You too.
He went over every part of my body,
because he knows exactly where…
where to touch me.
As if he knew me
from another life.
And we were in…
in the middle of this place.
There was no one there
and there was a couch where the two of us
surrendered.
The light…
The light touched us. I saw his eyes…
and I felt like this.
Doctor?
Come in.
Your 10:30 is here.
Perfect, thank you.
Excuse me.
How did you find it?
We were just snorkeling.
-Laura pointed… -I thought it was an animal.
But I saw his feet, and I looked up. He looked like a mummy.
Was he tied up?
He was tied to something, like an anchor.
-Can we go now? -Yes. Thank you very much.
-Thank you. -Bye.
Laura, is your address 1973 Gran Avenida del Mar?
Yes. Riviera Esmeralda.
I called your cell.
-Why did you lie to me? -What?
Why didn't you tell me that bastard was here?
Camila, we haven't even been married 24 hours,
and we're doing this?
Someone saw him leaving our room, Camila, our bed.
You slept with him?
No.
So you didn't sleep with him. Are you going to tell me what happened?
Here. I'll buy you a tequila. Tell me what happened.
I'm listening.