For the first time I felt like I did a mistake coming here. I knew Neymar wanted us to be official but for me it wasn't that easy. I already got a lot of hate because I was a high fashion model and people were jealous,I didn't exactly need more.
People now knee who I was and that Layla was Neymar's daughter. The paparazzi will follow every move we make and this is not the life that I want.
It was already evening. Rafaella put Layla to sleep and I assume she fell asleep with her.
"Amor,what's wrong?" I heard Neymar asking as he wrapped his strong arms around my waist.
"Nothing!" I mumbled. "Will you stop lying and tell me the truth? what's up with you?" he asked and I groaned a little.
"Did you really had to kiss me after the game?" "Meu Deus,that's what it is about? seriously? You're my girlfriend,the mom of my child and I can't kiss you?" he snapped and got up.
"It's just that....I didn't want people to know about us.The media will know everything we'll doing and I don't like that!" I said calm.
He came closer and hugged me. I felt safe in his arms....I felt home.
"Oh,I didn't tell you the good news! The representer of Givenchy called me this morning and asked me if I want to be in their next campaign. I of course accepted and met her today to give me more details....and I have to fly to Milan next week." I explained and he had a blank expression.
I was confused first until he spoke.
"Why do you have to do this? I give you the best conditions,the best life,I give you whatever you want and you still want more?" he asked.
I was shocked at what he just said. "Neymar it's not about lifestyle it's about other things. I don't like to live on your money,I want to have my own money.And after that,it's about my dream come true. oh,and I'm going to take Layla with me!" I said and got up to go to sleep.
He grabbed my arm and turn me around to face him. "You're not taking her anywhere!" Neymar said through his teeth.
I was freaking mad at how stupid he acted right now. "We talk about this tomorrow!" I answered while going to our bedroom.
I hoped Rafa didn't hear our conversation, cause I couldn't handle more question.
As I got in bed all my thoughts were on order. I was wondering if my relationship with Neymar will actually work.
In this time he entered the room and I pretended I was asleep. He got in bed,wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me into him and whispered. "I know you're not sleeping!"
I shivered at his voice and then at his lips touching my skin but I managed to keep myself calm.
