๐ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ฒ/๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ, ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฑ๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ, ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐๐๐ฐ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐๐ข๐ฆ๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ, ๐. ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐๐ซ๐
Our first meeting? He stood me up.
Our second chance encounter? I told him exactly what I thought of him.
Our third? It came with a bet (he lost) and an understanding that weโre stuck with one another.
It doesnโt matter that heโs Alexander HardyโBritish soccer star extraordinaire, world-famous in every way, and a certified sex symbol. We come from two different worlds and live in two different realities. But all we need is one month.
The bet: Help him rehab his reputation to the media and the masses, and in exchange, heโll help my soccer academy and the underprivileged kids who idolize him.
That doesnโt mean I have to like him. Not his delicious accent, his sexy smirk or those storm cloud gray eyes. Not his incredibly fit body or his sinfully dirty mouth. Not even the way he shows up day after day for the kids or the way he looks at me like he wants to devour me.
He looks at time spent in my world as a penance, while I look at it as a way to leverage his star power to help my academy survive.
But as the days turn to weeks, it seems weโre not as different as I once thought. The man who cares about no one, has fixed his sights on me. With his time at my academy up and his obligations back home calling, do we have a lucky shot of working out?
Athlete, Bad Boy/Good Girl, British Hero, Close Proximity, Millionaire, Playboy, Soccer, Sports
02/13/2025