The camera shows a luxurious, crystal blue outdoor swimming pool surrounded by custom marble surrounding it,with the exterior of a Santa Fe-style house and matching wall around the pool, all cascaded by a dozen Casa Marelle gas lantern lights illuminating the set.

From the depths of the pool emerges Cristiano Caballero. He starts to walk up the steps of the pool, his black hair immaculate despite being under water. His body is trim, well-built and bronzed. He is also wearing a hot pink Vikevrequin thong-style bathing suit. The thing is cut in a way that makes one realize that Caballero spends a lot of time manscaping around that region of the body. It is also clear that Caballero is endowed significantly more than the average man.

As Caballero reached the pool deck, a woman - a big breasted Latina with long black hair wearing a revealing hot pink bikini comes with a smile on her face and starts to gently towel Caballero off. From the right comes a blonde Caucasian - the “gold digger” look to a T, also in a hot pink bikino — with a long champagne flute. She then presents Caballero with a bottle of vintage Dom Perignon. He nods approvingly. She pops the cork and the two women laugh as she pours the champagne into his glass, some of it spilling onto the pool deck. 

At that point, a third woman - another attractive brunette, also in a hot pink bikini - comes crawling from off-screen to Caballero’s feet, a smile on her face as she looks up at him while cleaning up the spilled champagne that has pooled around his feet. 

The first woman is finished toweling him off. He holds his arms out as she then placed an ivory white Fendi bathrobe around him while the second woman hands him a pair of Dolce and Gabanna sunglasses that he slowly puts on.

Deep-voiced male V/O:
Imagine being this attractive. Imagine having jet black hair so perfect it is insured by Lloyd’s of London. Of having brown eyes so piercing that transcend what you thought you knew about time itself. Of being so ruggedly handsome that it is almost illegal. Of having a body so perfect that the world’s finest art museums have already dedicated space for statues built in your image. Of dripping with sex appeal that travels across borders, that makes women quiver despite their nationality, ideology or self-esteem. Of being multi-lingual.

Cristiano slowly puts on the sunglasses and sips his champagne.

V/O:
This is a man whose face was carved for the cover of GQ. This is a man with a wrist made for a Rolex. This is a man born to sit behind the steering wheel  of a new Mercedes S Class. This is a man whose Latino good looks, suave charm and overpowering masculinity combine to make him The Marketer’s Dream — someone ideal for the advertisements of the world’s greatest luxury brands that appeal to an exclusive audience. This is a man born to lead, driven to conquest, and to live as DEFIANCE’s biggest superstar. 

Cristiano finishes his sip of champagne. He holds the glass to his side and smiles.

Cristiano Caballero:
Me llamo es Cristiano Caballero. And I’m worth it. 

The three girls all start laughing in delight, with the one still on her hands and knees looking up and beaming. 

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