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La Flamme de l'Amour - Chapter 5

Summary: In the glittering City of Light, Anita embarks on a journey of self-discovery and adventure. But fate has other plans when she meets Kylian, a man in a complicated relationship with Marie. Despite their attraction, they must keep their feelings hidden as they navigate a dangerous game of love and loyalty.  Chapter 1 , Chapter 2 , Chapter 3 , Chapter 4 Word Count: 4.9k Quick note: I just wanted to update you all on the status of my story. Unfortunately, it seems that there hasn't been as much interest in it as I had hoped, and as a result, I have decided to wrap up the story in the next chapter. I want to thank those of you who have been reading and supporting me throughout this journey, and I hope that you'll join me for the conclusion of this tale. Your support means everything to me, and I am grateful for every single one of you.

Knocks felt like slaps on her face and  Anita opened her eyes to see the morning light illuminating in her room. She sat up on the bed and rubbed her eyes, trying to remember things from last night. Kylian’s concerned face flashbacked into her mind and she panicked, looking around. There was a half empty glass of water on the nightstand, a dried washcloth and medication, but there wasn’t anyone in the room. She dragged her feet to the door and opened it.

“Morning, Anita. Are you feeling better?” Mrs. Lucia smiled at her, holding a laptop in her hands. 

“Yeah… Yeah, I feel better. The headache is gone.”

“Great! You can join us for breakfast downstairs and then we’ll get to work later” Mrs. Lucia’s words cleared Anita’s mind from her sleepiness, making her realize where she was and what she’s doing here.

“Of course, I’ll be down in five minutes.” They smiled at each other and Anita shut the door, leaning against it with her hands on her back pressed against the door. She shut her eyes and sighed, last night felt like a bad dream, or a good one. She could see the signs in her room of Kylian being there. There was a blanket and a small pillow on the sofa in the corner of the room where Kylian dozed off last night, watching over Anita. His smell still lingered in the materials.  

She dragged herself downstairs, still a little drowsy from last night, and entered the cafeteria trying to avoid making eye contact with a specific person. She saw Charlotte waving her hand in the air, signaling for her to join her table. She walked slowly towards the empty chair, looking down. She sat on the chair and Lottie put a cup of coffee in front of her, smiling.

“Here, drink this. I hope you’re feeling better, we have a busy day ahead.” Anita sipped the coffee and nodded at her. Her mind was still somewhere else. She tried to recollect everything that happened last night and wanted to mentally experience that moment with Kylian again, the same way a girl would discuss with her best friend an eye contact with her high school crush multiple times. Did he look at me? Did he smile? You look at him while I pretend I’m not looking. Anita suddenly got homesick. She wished Helen was here to help her overcome this situation.

As Anita dragged herself down the stairs, her mind was consumed with thoughts of Kylian. Her heart ached as she replayed every moment of their encounter last night, wishing she could relive it again and again. But as she entered the cafeteria, she tried to keep her emotions in check and avoid the piercing gaze of the man who held her heart in his hands.

Then, she saw Charlotte. With a wave of her hand and a smile on her face, Lottie signaled for Anita to join her at the table. As she sat down, Lottie placed a steaming cup of coffee in front of her and offered words of comfort.

“Here, drink this. I hope you’re feeling better, we have a busy day ahead.”

Anita nodded at her, smiling softly, but despite her best efforts, Anita's mind remained lost in thoughts of Kylian. She tried to recall every detail of their brief but unforgettable encounter, desperate to relive the moment once more. It was like she was a lovestruck teenager again, constantly searching for the approval of her crush. Suddenly, she longed for the comfort of home. She wished her dear friend Helen was by her side, offering guidance and support during this trying time.

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Anita grabbed her camera and headed out to the field with Lottie. As they walked towards the players, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement in her chest. She had always loved capturing moments on camera, and this was the perfect opportunity to do so.

As she started taking photos, her attention was drawn to Kylian, who was training with the rest of the team. She couldn't help but admire the way he moved, the grace and agility he possessed. Suddenly, he turned towards her and caught her gaze. Suddenly, he turned towards her and caught her gaze.

Their eyes met, and for a moment, time stood still. Anita could feel her heart beating faster in her chest. It was as if he could see right through her, into her soul. She smiled softly, feeling a warm rush of gratitude towards him. It was as if he knew how much she needed that moment last night, and he was silently asking if she was feeling better.Anita nodded slightly, feeling a blush creeping up her cheeks. She mouthed a quiet "thank you" to him, and he smiled in return. It was a small gesture, but it meant everything to her.

“Hey, Anita. Take a picture of us!” Hearing her name being called, she quickly turned her head to look at Ramos who practically jumped on top of Neymar, holding up two fingers and goofily smiling. She felt surprised at how he knew her name, she doesn’t remember introducing herself to him. After a few clicking sounds, she gave Ramos a thumbs up and smiled. “Done, they look great. I’ll send them to you, so you can post them if you want.” “Thank you, Annie.” She chuckled at the nickname he gave her, no one called her like that before. .Anita glanced over at Kylian, she saw him looking at her with a soft gaze, she thought that maybe he told them about her. She felt her cheeks heat up as she realized he had been watching her the whole time. She couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking, what he was feeling. Anita took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. She knew that she couldn't let her emotions get the best of her. She had a job to do, and she couldn't afford to mess it up. Anita still felt a little nauseous. She excused herself to the bathroom multiple times to throw up everything she ate, high fever was still present.

“Let me see the photo” Lottie came behind Anita, looking at the camera screen, smiling goofily. Anita could tell that she had a crush on Sergio since she first started taking photos on the field. They seemed to be friends, chatting multiple times throughout the day, anytime they ran into each other. “Hmm, I think he looks hot.” Lottie looked at Anita surprised to hear her say those words about him. Anita tried to contain her laughter but failed and smiled.”I’m just kidding. I think you guys could get along very well.”

A few hours before the game, she sat in the corner of the bustling cafeteria, her fingers gliding over her laptop touchpad as she posted pictures on the official Instagram account. Her task, assigned by Mrs. Lucia, was to take care of the page and keep the followers updated on the team's training sessions.

As she scrolled through the pictures from that day's training session, her heart skipped a beat every time she came across Kylian's handsome face. His chiseled jawline and captivating brown eyes made her heart flutter with an emotion she couldn't quite explain. Anita's mind wandered to thoughts of what it would be like to be with Kylian. She imagined the way his strong arms would feel around her, the sound of his deep voice in her ear, and the way his eyes would light up when he smiled.

But as quickly as those thoughts came, Anita felt a pang of guilt. She knew that she shouldn't be fantasizing about a man who was already in a relationship. She tried to push those feelings aside, but they lingered in her mind.

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The game went well. A lot of goals had been scored and everything was going well. She was never really this close to football players on the field before and she felt the adrenaline of everyone present there, of every fan. During the last minutes, the coach decided to substitute his three best players Kylian, Neymar and Messi considering this was a friendly game. There was a trophy and a happy celebration after the game. Anita snapped some amazing photos for the Instagram account. 

Anita lay in bed, her body still weak and her mind dizzy from the after-effects of her recent vomiting spell. As she lay there, she heard a soft knock at her door. Should she ignore it and pretend to be asleep? Or should she get up and answer it?

The sound of Charlotte's voice calling out to her made the decision for her. Anita slowly rose from her bed and made her way to the door. Charlotte, dressed in her comfortable pajamas, greeted her with a smile that lit up the room.

"An, come on, we have plans!" Charlotte said excitedly, her voice filled with the promise of adventure.

Anita was hesitant at first. She didn't remember making any plans, and she certainly didn't feel up to anything after her recent illness. But Charlotte was insistent, and her infectious enthusiasm soon won Anita over.

"What's going on?" Anita asked, still unsure.

"Game night," Charlotte said, bouncing up and down with excitement. "Sergio is hosting, and we're all invited."

Lottie went inside the room, pushing past a surprised Anita that shut the door after her. The excitement was evident in her friend’s voice, specifically about having to spend a game night with Sergio. Anita could understand her excitement about spending a night with Sergio, but she couldn’t understand why she was being invited.She didn't share the same bond with them as Charlotte did, and the thought made her anxious. 

“Lottie, I’m not feeling that well. Besides, I don’t really know the guys.” Anita said as she sat close to her friend on the edge of the bed. ” Who are ‘the guys’ specifically?” “Umm, well, you know, the guys. Sergio, Ney, Presnel and Kylian.” Anita’s heart skipped a beat at the mention of his name.” Oh, right. You know Kylian. That’s great, you’ll feel less anxious.” If Lottie only knew that Kylian being there is exactly what would make her feel more anxious. Charlotte stood up and went to her suitcase to find a ‘cute’ pair of pajamas for Anita. “Here, wear these. They match mine.”

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Anita walked into Sergio’s hotel room, her heart racing as she looked around for a glimpse of Kylian. But as she scanned the room, she couldn't find him. Sergio’s eyes gleamed with excitement as he hugged the two girls, his hand resting on Lottie’s waist. 

As they settled in, Neymar and Presnel were engrossed in their game of Uno, paying little attention to the girls. But Sergio was a gracious host, offering them drinks and making small talk.

Anita couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that Kylian wasn't there. Hanging out with him in a crowded room didn’t feel as wrong as opposed to being with him alone, since he has a girlfriend. She longed for his company, even if it meant being lost in the sea of people. It was better than being alone, thinking of him, dreaming of him, and wondering what could have been.

“Isn’t Kylian here?” As if she could read her mind, Lottie asked the guys about the missing one, her words ringing like music to Anita's ears.

"He was here a few minutes ago," Neymar said, "but he left because his girlfriend surprised him with a visit."

The words were like a dagger to Anita's heart, piercing through her chest with an unbearable pain. She couldn't help the hurt that showed on her face. She tried to mask it, to pretend that everything was okay, but deep down, she knew that it wasn't. Her heart felt heavy, and she knew that no matter how hard she tried to deny it, she was in love with him. The ache in her chest was proof of that, and she knew that it would never go away.

Anita sat in the corner, her heart heavy with a mixture of emotions. She had been feeling a little sick from the previous night, and as much as her friends had insisted on her joining their card game, she was content to watch from the corner. The sounds of laughter filled the room, but her mind was elsewhere. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing.

The night wore on and Anita's eyes grew heavy. She wasn't quite asleep, but merely resting them, when she heard the door open. She didn't need to open her eyes to know who it was. She could smell his cologne from across the room. It was Kylian.

She kept her eyes closed, listening to the sound of his voice as he joined the others. She could feel the energy in the room shift as he entered, as if everyone's attention was suddenly focused solely on him. And yet, despite the commotion, Anita found herself feeling more calm already.

“Sorry, everyone. I was with Marie until now. What did I miss?” Anita heard Kylian’s voice, still keeping her eyes closed. “We are bored. An is dozing off and Presnel is tired. Me, Sergio and Neymar are the only ones still good.”

Kylian’s heart raced as he approached Anita, his gaze fixed on her delicate features, his eyes couldn't help but feast on her beauty. Even in her weakened state, Anita looked stunning to him. With a gentle touch, he traced his finger down her cheek, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine.

"Why didn't you put a blanket over her? She seems cold. Is she feeling better btw?" Kylian asked, his voice growing louder as he drew nearer. He carefully draped a blanket over her, tucking her in like a precious jewel.

Anita slowly opened her eyes and looked at him. She couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by his touch. He was kneeling before her, his handsome face etched with concern.

"Hey, An. How are you?" Kylian whispered slowly, his voice filled with tenderness.

Anita's heart skipped a beat as she gazed into his deep, caring eyes. She felt safe and loved in his presence, and she knew that she could trust him with her heart.

"I feel better than yesterday, still a little drowsy though." She sat up on the sofa she was laying on and held the blanket closer to her chest.

"I'm glad you're improving. Can we have a little chat?" Kylian asked, his gaze never leaving hers.

"I heard Marie was here. How is she?" Anita intentionally asked, changing the subject and  hoping to remind Kylian that he still had someone in his life. Kylian couldn't believe what was happening to him. His heart was pounding in his chest, and his mind was racing with thoughts of her. He had never felt like this before, and he didn't know what to do about it. As he sat on the edge of the bed, he closed his eyes and tried to make sense of his emotions.

But then Anita stood up and announced that she was leaving. He couldn't help but wonder if he would ever be able to express the feelings that he had been suppressing for so long. His mind was consumed with thoughts of her, and every time she was near, he felt himself growing weaker. 

As he sat there, lost in his own thoughts, he felt a wave of emotion wash over him. He knew then that he couldn't keep his feelings hidden any longer. He had to tell her how he felt.

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Anita walked down the dimly lit hallway of the hotel, her heart felt heavy with uncertainty. She couldn't help but wonder what her life had come to. Moving to France was supposed to be the beginning of a new and exciting chapter, but instead, it seemed as though she was only facing more challenges than ever before. Feeling the need for some solace, Anita decided to make her way to the hotel cafeteria and enjoy a soothing cup of tea.

As she sat on the bar stool, her delicate fingers curled around the warm teacup, her mind wandered to the tumultuous emotions that were churning within her. She had come to this place to escape, to find solace in the soothing warmth of chamomile tea, but fate had other plans.

Suddenly, a familiar voice drifted over to her, like a soft whisper in the wind. Her heart skipped a beat, and she felt a familiar ache in her chest. It was Marie. She could feel her presence behind her, but she dared not turn around, fearing that the flood of emotions that threatened to overwhelm her. She questioned why she was here alone and not with Kylian.

For a moment, she prayed to the heavens above that Marie would not approach the bar and face her. Marie ordered a glass of wine and sat there unaware of Anita’s presence behind her. Actually, she couldn’t care less about Anita, because she was lost in her own thoughts.

As she pondered over these questions, Marie's phone rang. Anita watched as Marie answered the call. She seemed stressed over something judging by the sound of her distant voice. For a moment, Anita contemplated leaving the cafeteria, but something kept her rooted to the spot. 

Eavesdropping is a thing Anita hated the most, but in that exact moment she couldn’t escape that situation for different reasons. One of them being the fear of being noticed by Marie while leaving. “I don’t understand what’s going on, honestly. He seems distant and zoned out. I literally traveled all the way here to surprise him and he left me alone to ‘rest’ because he had a game night with friends.” Marie stopped her speech to order another glass of wine. Anita realized she was talking about Kylian. “ We haven’t slept together in a while. I think… I think he’s seeing someone else. This wasn’t supposed to happen.” Fear washed over Anita as she heard those words. She didn’t realize Kylian was ignoring Marie because of her and she felt bad. What Marie said next confused her.

“You need to take care of this. If there’s someone else in his life, you need to find her and get rid of her. I’m not going to waste all this time for nothing. Don’t forget that you were the one who asked me this.”

Anita slowly stood up from the chair and made her way to the room, still shocked at what she heard. What did Marie mean when she said ‘Don’t forget that you were the one who asked me to do this’? She doesn’t even remember how she got into her room and straight into her bed, everything was a blur. The conversation she heard a minute ago, more exactly eavesdropped, changed her way of thinking. Was Kylian being used by Marie? While trying her hardest to brush off these thoughts, Anita fell asleep thinking about whether she should tell Kylian about this or not. ************ Kylian's heart was pounding in his chest as he faced the woman he once loved. He tried to swallow the lump in his throat and muster up the courage to tell her the truth. It was a painful realization, but he knew that it was time to be honest with himself and with Marie. He paced around the living room, trying his best to make this situation as easy as possible. A week ago, when Marie visited him at the hotel in Qatar, was the exact moment Kylian realized he doesn’t feel anything towards Marie anymore. The thought of Anita hanging out with him for a game night was more important to him than making love with his girlfriend who flew in to surprise him.

One thing was for sure, no matter if Anita felt the same way about him or not, he knew that Marie wasn’t the one for him anymore.

“So, you’re breaking up with me?” Marie stood in front of his face, completely baffled about what she heard.

“Marie, things aren’t working out between us anymore. I just don’t feel the same way about you anymore. I’ve never in a million years thought that I would be the one to do this.” Kylian confessed everything to the shocked woman standing in front of him. Marie sat on the couch, looking defeated. She wasn’t crying, only screams came out of the mouth. “ Is there someone else?” Kylian didn’t answer, but Marie already understood the answer. She stood up and got closer to his face, staring him dead in the eyes, trying to contain herself. “ I hope she’s worth it, Kylian. Because you just lost a very important person in your life.” No matter how many times Kylian tried to hug her, she backed away. In two minutes she was out of his apartment, slamming the door shut.

Even though he just broke up with his girlfriend, Kylian was mostly calm. He sat on the edge of his bed, staring out the window as the soft rays of the sun filtered through the curtains. He couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that gnawed at his insides, the knowledge that he had caused pain to someone he once loved.

But at the same time, he felt a sense of relief. It was better to end things with his girlfriend than to continue living a lie, pretending to feel something that he no longer did. He knew he had made the right decision, no matter how difficult it had been.

Yet there was someone else on his mind, someone who had captured his heart in ways he couldn't explain. Anita. Her name was like a sweet melody that echoed in his mind, a symphony of emotions that made his heart skip a beat. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, trying to calm his racing thoughts. The memory of Anita's smile, her touch, her voice, filled him with a sense of peace that he couldn't find anywhere else. Her beauty was not of this world, it was a reflection of the divine. Her mere presence ignited a fire in my heart that burned brighter than the sun

Kylian didn't know if he should tell Anita about the breakup yet or not. But the thought of not being honest with her made him feel uneasy, like he was hiding something important. He knew that Anita was different from any woman he had ever met before. Anita was no pushover. She wouldn't simply jump into his arms because he was suddenly single. Kylian would have to tread carefully, to earn her trust and her love.

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Kylian began to notice how often Anita seemed to cross his path at work. He found himself making excuses to be near her, just to catch a glimpse of her smile or hear the sound of her laughter. Everytime he engaged in a conversation with her, he could tell there was something she was holding back from telling him.

He saw a glimpse of hope once Anita accepted to take the ride home with him. During the ride, he admired her beauty and shyly held her small and fragile hand. Fireworks went off inside him anytime she looked back at him with the same lovely look.

As they both stepped into the elevator, Kylian found himself unable to resist the urge to talk to her. He cleared his throat, hoping to break the silence.

"An, I have something to tell you," he said, his voice quiet and hesitant.

She turned to look at him, her eyes curious. "What is it, Ky?" she asked.

"I... I broke up with my girlfriend," Kylian said, his words coming out in a rush. "It was a while ago, but I didn't know if I should tell you or not."

Anita nodded slowly, the situation with Marie at the hotel flashed into her mind . Maybe Kylian found out whatever Marie talked about on the phone that day. Or maybe, they broke it off because of her. "I see," she said. "And why did you feel the need to tell me?"

Kylian took a deep breath, gathering his courage. He pressed his forehead against her and closed his eyes, holding both her hands tightly. "Because I want to ask you out on a date," he said, his voice low and earnest. “ I want to get to know you more. I want to tell you how I feel, how much you’ve changed my life since I first saw you.”

She leaned in closer to him. "Kylian, I’m scared" she said, the fear and desire were both evident in her voice. And with that, Kylian placed a long kiss on her forehead. He knew that the road ahead would be full of challenges and obstacles, but he was ready to face them all for the chance to be with her.

“You have nothing to be scared of, An. Trust me, even if you say no to being with me, that doesn’t make me regret breaking up with Marie. We ended because the love was gone.”

“Kylian, there something you do-” “Do you feel for me?”

“I do.” She confessed, giving herself all to him. A single tear rolled down her cheek, Kylian was quick to wipe it off her face. “I really fucking do.” “Nothing will happen. I’m all yours, Anita.” “Okay, Ky. I will go on a date with you.” She smiled for the first time after he told her about the breakup. She decided not to tell him about the conversation Marie had on the phone, it was none of her business. That was something between him and Marie. The elevator door opened to Anita’s floor. “I will text you the details.” Kylian said, hugging her goodbye.

Kylian stepped into his apartment and tossed his bag aside, a euphoric smile spreading across his face. He couldn't help but feel like the luckiest man alive. Anita had finally agreed to go on a date with him, and he was determined to make it a night she'd never forget.

As he basked in his joy, his phone rang, breaking him out of his reverie. "Hey dad, what's up?" he answered, still beaming from ear to ear.

"Hey there, Kyky. I'm doing well, son. And how about you? How are things going?"

Kylian eagerly recounted all that had happened to him recently, from the painful breakup with Marie to the exciting date with the gorgeous Anita. His father listened intently, a smile on his face as he offered his son some sage advice.

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As Anita stood before the mirror, carefully selecting her attire for the special evening, her heart was aflutter with excitement. She couldn't help but smile, knowing that Kylian had planned everything down to the last detail.

Just as she was about to leave, there was a sharp knock at the door. Anita frowned, wondering who could possibly be bothering her at a time like this. When she opened the door, she was met with a stern-looking man she had never seen before.

"Hello," she said tentatively, trying to hide her confusion. "Can I help you with something?"

The man didn't even acknowledge her greeting. Instead, he simply looked her up and down with a cold, calculating expression. "I'm Kylian's father," he said brusquely. "And I've come to tell you that you need to cancel your date with my son."

“I-I don’t understand.” She wasn’t able to form a sentence, everything was a shock to her. ” Why is that exactly?” "Because my son belongs with Marie," the man replied, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Not with you."

“Does Kylian know you’re here?” The man's expression became angrier than before. "Look, I know you think you love my son," he said gruffly. "But the truth is, you're not the right person for him. He needs someone who can support him in his career.Someone like Marie. If you go on this date, you’ll create big problems that will also affect you, your career." Anita was speechless. Was that a threat? Is his dad the man behind Maria’s phone call? “I hope I’ve made myself clear, Anita.” He said gruffly and left her standing there at the door, unable to form a sentence.

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Kylian's heart was beating faster than ever as he sat at the restaurant, eagerly waiting for Anita. He had planned this dinner, hoping to spend some quality time with the woman who had captured his heart. He had been counting down the minutes until her arrival, but as the clock ticked on, his anticipation slowly turned into anxiety.

He reached for his phone and sent a message to her, hoping for a quick response. When he saw that there was no reply, he felt a sinking feeling in his chest. Was she okay? Had something happened? He tried to shake off the feeling of worry and told himself that she was probably just running late.

But as the minutes turned into hours, Kylian's worry turned into panic. He called her phone over and over again, hoping for some sign of her. But each time, there was no answer. It was as if she had disappeared from the face of the earth.

Kylian's mind raced with questions. Had he done something wrong? Had she changed her mind about him? He couldn't bear the thought of losing her before their relationship had even had a chance to blossom.

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La Flamme de l'Amour - Chapter 2

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As Kylian spoke, Anita felt herself getting shy in front of him. She also found his face to be familiar but couldn’t place it.” I’m sorry, even though I don’t think this is possible because I just moved to France, but do I know you from somewhere?” Kylian didn’t seem surprised by her question, it felt like he was used to this.” Personally, I don’t think so, but as a public figure, yes. I play football.” Anita felt embarrassment wash over her because the second he said football, she recognized him.” Oh, right. You’re Kylian, you play for PSG, right?” Before Kylian could answer her the elevator shook and stopped, the lights went off seconds after. Anita started to panic and the realization of being stuck in an elevator with a stranger didn’t help. Kylian sensed her panic and reached his hands out to her. “What’s going on?”Anita  spoke in a shaky voice. She felt a surge of panic rise in her chest. She had always been a little claustrophobic, and the thought of being trapped in the small space was almost too much to bear.

As soon as Kylian's hands touched her she flinched in fear.” Sorry, It’s okay. This often happens, it’ll start again in a couple of minutes.” She was hesitant at first, but then grabbed both of his hands.” I’m sorry, I hate this.”

“Let’s just sit for a couple of minutes, okay?” Kylian pulled her on the floor and they both sat in front of each other, pressing their backs against the elevator wall. Kylian pulled out his phone and turned on the flashlight. “Tell me a little bit about yourself, is that okay?”. Anita reluctantly sat down, her mind racing with worst-case scenarios. But as Kylian started talking to her, asking her about her life and her interests, she began to feel a little calmer.

“Yeah, um, I’m a photographer, I moved here to start a new career in Paris. I love dogs, I want to get one soon. I hate olives. I miss my dad. I love staying up all night to watch sunrises. I have a best friend named Helen.” Anita blurted out nonsense things all at once.

After taking a moment to collect herself, she realized that she had shared foolish and irrelevant personal information. It seemed like her outburst was because of the panic she was experiencing of being trapped.

Kylian chuckled at her, amused by her sudden outburst, which he found both cute and comical.” Okay, that’s great. Are you excited for you new life here?” The more she responded to him, the more she felt at ease, forgetting about the situation they were in.” Um, yeah. Also scared. I fear failure a lot, especially being here alone.” “That’s normal. Change is always scary at first, but still exciting. I speak from experience.” “I guess so.” She took a second to catch a breath and look at him. He looked extremely handsome, the flashlight illuminating his face. He had very dark eye color, almost indistinguishable from the pupil. She realized he was still holding her hands. He had large hands, his grip on her made her feel safe. There was another shake of the elevator to which Anita jumped a little. Kylian rubbed his fingers over her knuckles as a form of comfort. ” It’s okay. This means it'll start working again in a second.” As soon as he said that the lights turned on revealing a concerned Kylian looking at Anita. He stood up, still holding her hands and pulling her up with him. “ Are you feeling better?” Anita nodded her head giving him a smile.” Yeah, thank you so much. I’m sorry for causing you this trouble first thing in the morning.” “That’s okay, I don���t mind it.” The doors of the elevator opened and they stepped out. Kylian turned around and shook Anita’s hand.“I guess I’ll see you around, Anita. It was nice meeting you.”before making his way to a car that was waiting for him at the front of the building. “You too, Kylian. Have a nice day.” She began walking the opposite road of Kylian with no idea of where she’s going. 

She kept walking onto the Paris streets, feeling a little disoriented after her unexpected encounter with Kylian in the elevator. She couldn't stop thinking about him and the way he had helped her stay calm during their ordeal.

As she wandered through the streets, Anita found herself looking at everything with fresh eyes. The buildings, the people, the sounds and smells of the city – they all seemed more vibrant and alive than they had just a few hours ago.

But no matter where she looked, Anita couldn't shake the feeling that she was somehow meant to meet Kylian. It was as if the universe had brought them together for a reason.

She walked for hours, lost in her thoughts. It wasn't until the sun started to set that Anita realized she had been walking for much longer than she intended. Her feet ached, and her stomach grumbled with hunger.

She decided to sit in a nearby restaurant and go through the photos she took during the day. She sat on a table that was located near the window and pulled her laptop out of the bag and ordered some pasta. She was mesmerized by the beauty of this city as she looked at the photos. Curious to see if the agencies she applied to last night have responded to her, she checked her emails only to be disappointed by their response.  All the emails politely turned her down with a sentence saying “we’ll consider you for any future open positions” in the end. 

After she ate her delicious pasta and paid the bill, she decided to go home. She struggled finding her apartment building through the still unfamiliar streets of Paris. It looked even more beautiful at night time. 

It was like fate was playing a cruel joke on her, or maybe it was trying to tell her something. Anita couldn't believe it when Kylian stepped into the elevator with her again. 

They both laughed at the coincidence, giving each other a quick hesitant hug, not sure if the other person wanted to go for a hug. Anita felt intimidated by his presence. Kylian also seemed to feel the same way, his eyes lit up the second he saw her.

Kylian pressed the button to his floor and turned to Anita.” How was your day?”

“It was great. I got to see the beauty of Paris today and was also turned down by a few agencies I applied to last night.” she chuckled at the thought.”What about you?” “Really? Can I see some of your work?” 

“Sure, I’ll send it to you. Um, but… I need an email or something!” Suddenly, Anita felt insecure about her work, she feels this way anytime someone asks to see her work. “Yeah, let me give you my number.” Kylian types his number on Anita’s phone under the name ‘Kylian M’. “You know, I might have an idea. PSG is  always in need of good photographers. Why don't you apply there?"

“Are you sure you’re not just my imagination?” Anita bursted out a question she wasn’t aware she said out loud. Kylian laughed at her words.” What do you mean?” “Well, you were here for me this morning when the elevator stopped. You’re here now offering me a job, on my first day here in Paris. Are you an angel?” she laughed at her own words. “Well, we can consider this fate. If you’re talented, then maybe this was meant to be, who knows?” he winked playfully at her. The elevator stopped at Anita’s floor and the door opened. She gave Kylian a hug and smelled his perfume. She was hypnotized by his smell, almost forgetting to let go. His grip on her waist didn’t help her situation either.

“I guess I’ll hear from you then.” “Yeah, of course. Have a good night, Anita.”

“You too, Kylian.” she waved at him one last time before the elevator door closed leaving her in the dim light of the corridor.

She entered the apartment with a strange feeling in her stomach, catching herself smiling. She threw herself on her mattress on the floor and stared at the ceiling. She reached for the laptop from the bag and sent Kylian the same portfolio she sent all the other agencies and laid back on her previous position. Not a long time passed when she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. Her phone showed a message from ‘Kylian M’ that said “You’re really good. I leave for training early in the morning. Why don't you come with me, and I'll introduce you to the team? You can bring your portfolio and show them what you're capable of." She couldn’t believe what she was reading, she felt excitement rush through her body. She responded back saying “Of course, I would love to come. What time do you leave?”.

He responded back after a couple of seconds with a message that said “I’ll be at your door at 8am, is that okay with you?”

Anita responded.”Perfect! Thank you so much, Kylian. Have a good night!”

“You too, Anita. See you in the morning.”

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Coming Soon!

I'm writing a new series that I'll start posting next week. I would like to hear your thoughts on the summary. Thank youu!! ✨✨

In the glittering City of Light, Anita embarks on a journey of self-discovery and adventure. But fate has other plans when she meets Kylian, a man in a complicated relationship with Maria. Despite their attraction, they must keep their feelings hidden as they navigate a dangerous game of love and loyalty.

As Kylian whispered to Anita, "The heart wants what it wants, but sometimes the price of love is too high to pay." In a city of shadows and secrets, can they find the courage to follow their hearts, or will they be forever lost in the darkness?

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Teasing Queen - Neymar Imagine

Summary: Y/N decides to tease Neymar with a few pics from her camera roll during a very inappropriate time. ;)

Warning: mentions of sex. I ordered some lingerie sets the other day and they finally arrived. I was at home when the package arrived I was very excited to open it right away and try on everything I got. First, I tried on the blue lingerie and took a good pic of it, next, I tried on the red set I was very pleased with, even the photo came out very hot. Next up, was the dark blue set which turned out to be my favorite one, I felt very confident in it. Last but not least, I tried on the yellow set and took a photo wearing this one too. I was very satisfied with everything that I ordered. I planned on wearing my favorite on tonight for Ney and surprise him. He's isn't aware of this, that's why I'm not sharing the photos with him yet. As I was selecting the best photos on my phone, suddenly, I get a text message for Neymar.

"Bebê I just got done with training and I'm going to take a shower . I knew I would be late so I brought my outfit for Thiago's dinner with me. Is it okay if we both drive there separately? If I stop by to pick you up we will be suupppeer late. Love you lots, see ya there xx"

Oh, crap. I forgot about that AT ALL. Now, I became very pissed about ruining my plans. I know it's not Neymar's fault at all, however, I decided to not ruin my good mood and hopped in the shower to get ready for tonight. Before I did that, I responded to his text. "Sure thing, meu amor. I will text you once I get there."

After I did my hair and makeup, I decided to wear one of the lingerie sets under my dress. I wore my favorite dark blue ones. After going through my closet and cringing at everything I picked, I decided to wear a black tight dress that really hugged my curves. I get my purse, lock all the doors and get in the car.

I arrived at Thiago's dinner party before Neymar. I texted him, letting him know I'm here and he responded with "I will be there in 5 minutes amor".

I was engaging in conversations with different people at the party and suddenly I feel an arm around my waist from behind. I didn't bother to look at who it was, I just reached my hand to cup his cheek, I knew it was Neymar. Neymar's POV: I arrive at the party and I immediately spot my girlfriend at the kitchen counter talking to Thiago's friends. I go behind her and wrap and arm around her waist. She touches my face and I turn her around to kiss her. She was wearing my favorite dress of hers.

"Hi, there miss! I can see you're here alone. May I join you?" I ask her playfully with a smile.

"Hmm, yeah sure! My boyfriend was supposed to be here, but he isn't coming I guess." she responds, making a playful face.

"Is that soo?!" I raise an eyebrow and kiss her soft lips. She laughs. I love her laugh.

We make our way to the living room, where everyone is sitting there sipping wine and chatting. Y/N and I sit next to each other on the couch. After a couple minutes, Y/N offers help to the people in the kitchen and leaves.

After she does so, I get a text on my phone which I decide to ignore at first. The phone buzzes again. I get it out of my pocket to check it out. Wrong move! I should've done that somewhere in privacy. It was Y/N.

"Too bad you were late today, bebê. You missed the show :(" and sent this photo .

Oh my god. What is the doing to me? She looks extremely hot. I had a feeling I would regret being late today.

"Amoooor, what are u doing? Don't do this to me, pleaseee. You look super sexy" I respond to her text, hoping that was it. I mean, we just got here. I can't get worked up 3 hours BEFORE we get home.

"Ohh! Are you sure you don't want any more" she texts back and send this photo.

"YY/NNNN you'reee killing mee, amorrr. Everyone is looking at me confused. I text her back and I excuse myself to the balcony for a "phone call".

"Is that so?! Do you want to know what I'm wearing underneath this black dress? ;)" she texts back immediately and sends photo.

Oh my god. Fuck me! I get this rush of emotions to just storm in the kitchen and bend her over the kitchen island in front of everyone.

"Do you have any idea what I will do to you tonight?!" I text her back, maybe this will make her wait.

"Hmm, can you give me a hint?" she text back. Oh, she really is determined to make me go crazy.

"As soon as you step inside the house, I will rip that pretty little black dress of yours from your body and throw you on the bed on your knees, and fuck your brains out from behind as you moan my name" I text her back. I hoped to get her worked up, however, I did that to MYSELF just thinking about it.

"Uuuu, that sounds hot. Would you rather have me wear that lingerie or this one?" she texts back and send THIS photo.

That's it. I can't take it anymore. I get back to the living room with a "worried" look on my face. I tell Thiago that Y/N and I will unfortunately have to leave right now because of an emergency. Thiago doesn't ask any follow up questions, trying to be understandable. I didn't even feel about about lying, my mind that somewhere else completely. I go to the kitchen and tell Y/N we have to leave because of an emergency. She plays along and says goodbye to everyone. Thiago walks us to the door and hugs us goodbye. As soon as he shuts the door, I give Y/N a look filled with lust. She looks back and me and smiles. "I'll meet you at home, I guess" she says and makes her way to her car. "FUUCKKK! I forgot about it" I groan and make my way to my car quickly not wanting to waste any time. I completely forgot we came here separately. She arrives before me and parks her car in the driveway. I quickly do the same and catch up to her entering the house. I shut the door really fast and turn around to lift her up in my arms.

"You dirty little thing! You had fun with that, didn't you?" I ask her and I felt myself grow in my jeans. "Now, it's my turn to have my fun!" "No one's complaining about it!" she says back and bites my lip. I will do everything I told her I will, more for sure.

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Injury - Neymar Imagine

Summary:

Can you write a script that YN is injured and hides it from Neymar. And when he found out, he was very angry and also very heartbroken and worried for YN

Neymar woke up to the sound of Y/N's laughter echoing through their spacious apartment. He smiled to himself, thinking of how lucky he was to have her in his life. They had been together for two years now, and every day was better than the last. He walked to the kitchen to find Y/N making breakfast, her back turned to him.

"Morning beautiful," he said, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind.

"Good morning, Ney," she replied, turning her head to give him a quick kiss on the lips. "I'm making pancakes."

Neymar grinned. "My favorite."

They sat down to eat and chatted about their plans for the day. Neymar had training later in the afternoon, but Y/N didn't have any plans. She was a freelancer and had a few projects she needed to work on, but nothing urgent. After breakfast, Neymar headed to the gym to work out, leaving Y/N at home to work.

A few hours later, Neymar returned home to find Y/N still sitting at her desk, staring at her computer screen. He could tell something was off.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked, walking over to her.

Y/N sighed. "Nothing, just feeling a little overwhelmed with work."

Neymar didn't believe her. "Are you sure that's all?"

Y/N hesitated for a moment before finally speaking. "Okay, fine. I hurt myself this morning when I was running."

"What? Why didn't you tell me?" Neymar asked, clearly concerned.

"I didn't want to bother you. It's just a small sprain, nothing serious," Y/N said, trying to downplay the situation.

Neymar shook his head. "Y/N, you know you can tell me anything. I'm your boyfriend, I want to take care of you."

"I know, I'm sorry. I just didn't want to worry you," Y/N said, her voice cracking slightly.

Neymar's expression softened. "You could never bother me. Let me see your ankle."

Y/N hesitated for a moment before reluctantly lifting her pant leg to reveal a slightly swollen ankle.

"Does it hurt?" Neymar asked, gently prodding the area.

"A little, but it's not that bad," Y/N replied.

Neymar looked at her skeptically. "We're going to the hospital. I don't want to take any chances."

Y/N rolled her eyes. "Ney, it's just a sprain. We don't need to go to the hospital."

Neymar didn't budge. "I'm not taking any risks. Get dressed, we're going."

Y/N sighed, knowing she wasn't going to win this argument. She got dressed and they headed out to the hospital. The doctors confirmed that it was just a sprain and gave Y/N some pain medication and instructions on how to take care of it.

As they walked back to their car, Neymar couldn't help but feel frustrated with Y/N. He understood that she didn't want to worry him, but he couldn't help but think about all the possibilities of what could have happened if her injury was more serious.

"Y/N, why didn't you tell me? What if it was something more serious?" he asked, his voice tinged with anger.

"I didn't want to worry you. I thought it was just a small sprain," Y/N replied, her voice trembling slightly.

Neymar stopped walking and turned to face her. "Y/N, you can't keep things like this from me. I love you and I want to take care of you. I don't want to find out something is wrong when it's too late."

"I'm sorry, Ney. I just didn't want to bother you," Y/N said, tears welling up in her eyes.

Neymar sighed and pulled her into a hug. "You could never bother me, Y/N. I love you and I want to be there for you no matter what. Please don't hide things from me."

Y/N nodded, burying her face into his chest. "I won't, I promise."

They got into the car and drove back to their apartment in silence. Neymar was still worried about Y/N, but he knew he needed to let go of his anger and focus on taking care of her. When they got home, he helped her to the couch and made sure she was comfortable before heading to the kitchen to make her some tea.

"I'm sorry for getting mad at you, Y/N. I just care about you so much and I don't want anything to happen to you," Neymar said, bringing the tea over to her.

"I know, Ney. I'm sorry for not telling you," Y/N replied, taking the tea from him.

Neymar sat down next to her and they talked for a while, discussing how Y/N was feeling and what they could do to make her feel better. He was relieved to see that her ankle wasn't causing her too much pain and that the pain medication was working.

Later that night, as they were getting ready for bed, Neymar took Y/N's hand and looked at her earnestly.

"Y/N, I love you more than anything in this world. Please promise me that you'll never hide anything from me again," he said, his voice filled with emotion.

Y/N smiled softly. "I promise, Ney. I love you too."

They climbed into bed together, snuggling up to each other as they drifted off to sleep. Neymar knew that he had to trust Y/N to tell him when something was wrong, but he also knew that he would always be there for her, no matter what. He was grateful for their relationship and the trust that they had built together, and he knew that they could get through anything as long as they had each other.

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Finallyyy!!! Hello , everyone. For people who have been wondering why my account suddenly disappeared, that's because my account was terminated and they responded today!

Enjoy reading my current posts and more to come !!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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HEY can we have an imagine wuth ney being best friends with the reader and after brazil loses .... he wants over the crowd and just kiss her because he's in love w her .💕🇧🇷 Also love ur writing!

Here you go, honey. Hope you like it.

[mrs-santoss]

My Bestfriend - Neymar Imagine

Summary: HEY can we have an imagine wuth ney being best friends with the reader and after brazil loses .... he wants over the crowd and just kiss her because he's in love w her .💕🇧🇷 Also love ur writing!

I watched Neymar lay on the field in grief. He was crying so hard covering his face with his shirt. Everyone on the Brazil team was on the same state. I tried my hardest to contain my tears. I knew everything that was going through Neymar's head right now. I remembered our last conversation before the game back at the hotel. "I'm so glad you're here, your support means a lot to me" he said while eating his food. "Of course I will be here, Ney. You're my best friend. I wouldn't miss this for the world" I said back to him while eating. It breaks my heart that I still have to refer to him as my 'best friend'. Me and Ney have known each other for years, we basically grew up together. I realized I was in love with him a year ago when he started dating this model. The called it quits after a few months but It was enough to break me heart. He obviously sees me as a little sister.

"Y/N? Are you even listening to me?" "Yeah, sorry. I'm just nervous about the game, that's all. I hope you don't lose your focus." he looked at me unconvinced but still decided to brush it off.

"If you're done with your food, can we leave? I have to get ready for the game." "Sure thing, Ney. I'm done"

I wanted to run up to him and kiss him so badly. I wanted to let him know that I support him no matter what. He really wanted this. He really wanted to win a World Cup. He didn't look at me once since they lost. I could tell he felt embarrassed. Why does he have to blame himself. I felt tears run down my cheeks. I closed my eyes for a second, taking in everything that was happening around me. I wiped my tears from my cheeks, a sudden cheer from the fans made me open my eyes. I looked down at the field and I couldn't spot Neymar anywhere. Where did he go? I felt eyes on me. I looked to left and I saw Neymar walking towards me. What is going on? I reached out to him, wanting to hug him. He wrapped his arms around me and cried. "Ney, please don't blame yourself. You did your best." I spoke in his ear, still hugging him. "I wanted to make everyone proud. I wanted to make YOU proud." he said and I broke the hug to look at him. "You make me proud everyday. You need to know that." He looked at me for a second and then looked at my lips. I couldn't tell what he was thinking. He leaned closer and closer until his lips touched mine. I felt butterflies in my stomach. I was shocked at first but I kissed him back. Everyone was cheering around us. We broke the kiss and placed our foreheads against each other. "I wanted to do that for so long, I'm sorry, I just needed you right now." "I wanted you to do that for so long too." He smiled and kiss my forehead. He grabbed my hand and led me down to the field. We walked hand in hand and made our way to the exit from the field. "Ney? I hope this won't ruin anything between us, are you sure?" "I've never been so sure about anything in my life. I love you, Y/N. Thank you for helping me get through this." "I will always be there for you. Even on your next World Cup. As the winner's girlfriend, of course."

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heyyy can I request an imagine where I I sick and neymar takes good care of me ? ALSO I LOVE UR WRITTING that's why I ask U this request 💕💕💕💕

Here you go, honey. I hope you like it, I apologize for the wait! 💕

[mrs-santoss]

High Fever - Neymar Imagine

heyyy can I request an imagine where I I sick and neymar takes good care of me ? ALSO I LOVE UR WRITTING that's why I ask U this request 💕💕💕💕

Someone's hand on my forehead and their whispers woke me up from my deep sleep. Every part of my body hurt, especially my head. I opened my eyes slowly and saw Neymar running his hand through my hair, looking at me concerned. "Y/N, wake up. You're burning up!" "Ney" I rubbed my eyes and examined the room, it was daylight. The sunlight coming from the window forced me to close my eyes again. "Yes, amor... I'm here, are you feeling okay? You have a fever." "My head hurts so bad, I also feel very cold." "Oh, bebê. I think you got sick from yesterday. Let's check your temperature and get some medicine." he kissed my forehead and left the room quickly. I grabbed everything on the bed including blankets, sheets and threw them on myself. I hate being sick. Neymar came back with a thermometer and some fever medicine. It turned out I had a slightly high temperature. I took the medicine and laid back on the bed closing my eyes. "Is there anything else you need, bebê?" he said while running his hands through my hair as he sat next to me. "Can you lay down with me, Ney? And keep playing with my hair?" "Of course, amor." He did what I asked and we stayed like that on the bed. I could tell my headache went away because of the medicine, but I still felt hot. I can't remember falling asleep at some point. Neymar's POV: I woke up this morning expecting her to be awake already because she usually wakes up before me. I turned around and hugged her when I felt her hot skin. After a few calls, she didn't wake up. That's why I decided to shake her harder to wake her up and check her state just in case we need to visit the hospital. I took care of her and gave her some medicine, she fell back to sleep. I put on a movie to watch in low volume as I laid next to my girlfriend. Halfway through the movie, Y/N began moving and talking in her sleep. She was sweating a lot, I could tell she was having nightmares because of the fever. I pulled the cover of her body to see her shirt wet from sweat. I was getting worried.

"Ney...No, let me g- Neyy..." I tried to wake her up softly at first, It made me sad to her scared whether it was a dream or not. I shook her shoulder softly. "Amor, wake up. You're having a nightmare. It's okay, I'm here." "Ney-" "Y/N? Come on, bebê. Open your eyes." She wasn't responding so I shook her harder this time. She opened her eyes quickly and scanned the room, gripping my hands tight. "Ney, is he go-gone?" She asked me in a scared voice. "No one's here, meu amor. It was just a nightmare, I'm here with you. Don't worry." I kissed her forehead and wiped her sweat. I had a bottle of water on the nightstand and I wanted her to drink it. After she drank the water, she fell back asleep. After two hours or so, I checked her temperature again and thankfully it went back to normal. I decided not to wake her up and let her sleep, it was almost the evening. I left the bedroom to eat some food and I prepared a chicken soup for Y/N to feed her once she wakes up. I finished the food and made my way back to the bedroom. I laid next to my beautiful girlfriend to seemed a lot better than before. I wrapped my hands around her and fell asleep. __________________________ I woke up and turned off the alarm. Y/N woke up seconds after me, she seemed a lot better now. "Morning, amor. How are you feeling?" I kissed her lips and placed her head on my chest again. "A lot better, Ney. Thank you so much for taking care of me." "Always, bebê. I'm always here for you!" "I love you so much" "I love you too, meu amor. Come on, let's get up. I prepared some soup for you yesterday and you didn't get to eat it."

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Hi! I love your stories! This is my first time requesting so sorry if I do not explain smthn well<3 The plot: You have been with Ney for a year and you recently moved in with him and Christmas is comeing up so you two are decoratieng your apartment together, having fun and watching a movie.

Here you go, love. I apologize for the wait. Hope you enjoy it!

[mrs-santoss]

Let It Snow - Neymar Imagine

Summary:

Hi! I love your stories! This is my first time requesting so sorry if I do not explain smthn well<3 The plot: You have been with Ney for a year and you recently moved in with him and Christmas is comeing up so you two are decoratieng your apartment together, having fun and watching a movie. "Bebê, come onnn... Wake up, we will put up the Christmas tree and bake cookis and watch movies." I kept shaking Neymar trying to wake him up. He groans laying on his stomach and turns his head the other way. "Amor, five more minutes please..." "Ney, you said that three times already. Come on.." I say to him and he turns his head to look at me. "Okay, come here first I want to hug you" He pulls the blanket up for me to join him. As soon as I lay next to him, he wraps his arms around me and closes his eyes again. "Yes, just like this.." "Noooo, Neymar, get up.." I realize his trick on getting me into bed to sleep and stand up quickly. "Ughh, okay, okay. I'm up!" he finally gave up.

I made my way back to the living room, continuing to decorate the tree. Neymar joined me, now dressed in our matching Christmas pyjamas. I gave him a kiss and handed him a box of ornaments. We decorated the whole tree and it was time to put the star on top. Neymar lifts me up and I place it. "It looks amazing, amor. Doesn't it?" I looked at him and smiled. "Yes, bebê. It looks so pretty."

I grabbed his hand and dragged him slowly to the kitchen, showing him all the ingredients that were already prepared on the table for us to make cookies. "And, nowww.... We will bake some cookies, we can get creative with shapes." "Great. I will make some tree shaped cookies." We made the cookies and put them in the oven. As soon as I closed the oven door and turned around to face Neymar, I felt flour on my face. Neymar was throwing flour at me. "Oh, you will regret this a lot, Neymar JR." "Make me regret it then." I grabbed a handful of flour and chased him around the kitchen island. I finally caught him and threw the flour on his face. We had a good laugh and decided to end the fight. We shared a kiss and grabbed some wipes to clean our faces. When we cleaned ourselves, the cookies were already done. I grabbed a cute plate and put the cookies on it. Neymar snapped a photo and posted it on his Instagram story, tagging me. I felt my phone buzzing on the kitchen counter, probably from the photo he posted, people share those really quickly. Neymar went to prepare the Elf movie in the living room and I joined him after bringing all the food. We had our baked cookies, hot chocolate and pop corn. I sat next to Neymar, laying my head on his chest. Halfway throughout the movie, I heard light snores coming from Neymar. I looked up to see him fast asleep, with his head hanging back on the couch. His cute sleeping face made my heart warm. I slowly got up and turned off the tv. I grabbed another blanket from the bedroom and sat back to my previous position next to my sleeping boyfriend. I threw the blanket on top of us.

The atmosphere was amazing. The Christmas lights from the tree were illuminating the living room. I felt sleep overtaking me. I whispered something to Neymar even though I was sure he couldn't hear me. "I love you, Ney." "I love you too, amor." He mumbled slowly and kissed my head.

[mrs-santoss]

Now it's available on Wattpad, too!

I decied to post the "Love at First Sight" series on Wattpad, too. Enjoy! ❤️

Find it Here!

[mrs-santoss]

Hello!! May I request a scenario where the reader is an athlete (volleyball player if you may<3) and she's in the Brazilian national team and she has an important match and and she was super duper nervous but she wasn't expecting to see neymar (her bf) watching her from the crowdand encouraging her(?), so his presence calmed her down(they won't he match)? Only if you can please!! <33

Here you go, hun. Sorry for the wait, I hope you like it.

[mrs-santoss]

My Biggest Fan - Neymar Imagine

Summary: Hello!! May I request a scenario where the reader is an athlete (volleyball player if you may<3) and she's in the Brazilian national team and she has an important match and and she was super duper nervous but she wasn't expecting to see neymar (her bf) watching her from the crowdand encouraging her(?), so his presence calmed her down(they won't he match)? Only if you can please!! <33

Neymar's POV: "Amor, there seems to be a flight delay, I'm not sure I will make it at the beginning of the game." I told Y/N softly on the phone. She has a very important game tonight and I was supposed to be there for her. "Oh... that's okay, Ney. Don't worry." I could tell she was upset, she gets extremely nervous about these important games. "I'm sorry, amor. I should've booked an earlier flight, but I had so much to do here, I will be there as soon as I can, okay?" "Okay, amor. No worries... I love you" "I love you too, Y/N. Don't stress about it, amor, just focus on the game, forget about everything else." I was trying to do my best to motivate her through the phone. "I have to go, amor. The bus is about to leave right now. I'll talk to you as soon as I can, okay?" "Okay, bebê. I love you so much, I'm your biggest fan, remember that!" "I love you too, Ney. Yes, I will" I hung up the phone and cursed. I was so mad about not being there. We got a notified that we need to board the plane in thirty minutes. Maybe I can make it. __________________________________

Y/N's POV: We arrived at the stadium after twenty minutes. We had another thirty minutes before we start the game. We step on the field and I immediately try to spot Neymar even though there's a big chance he's not here yet. I couldn't find him and I gave up, disappointed. I go to stand in my position near the net and I suddenly hear a voice. "Amor, I'm hereee!" I look up to see Neymar waving at me and smiling. He made it. I walk up to him near the chairs and se steps down to hug me. He wraps his arms around me and the crowd is cheering on us. "You made it, Ney. Thank you, amor!" "Of course, bebê. You can do it, just keep calm and enjoy it, I love you." He kissed my lips softly and gave me a squeeze on the shoulder, it was time for me to leave. "I love you too, my biggest fan." The game started and everything went great. I felt everyone's support, especially Neymar's, that motivated me through the game. I had a small injury while jumping to save the ball, but I wasn't anything too serious. I could tell Ney was concerned, but I showed him I was okay. After the game, Neymar waited for me outside the door of the changing room. After I was ready I met him at the door with the biggest smile on my face. I jumped in his arms and he spun me around kissing me. "Hey, Y/N. Can I have an autograph?" "You can have more than that, since you're my biggest fan." I winked at him, smirking.

[mrs-santoss]

Coudl you write a story where neymar and the reader have a toxic relationship? Tysm<3

Here you go, love. Enjoy!