Carnival Of Lust(Ronaldo sequel)

Chapter 9- And the clock starts..

Dang! The demand for this chapter was huge! I'm glad you like this (: But I am sorry, this is probably a bad chapter but it has some action in it. I promise that it will get better. The next chapter will actually have more action so this is kind of like a filler. I'm so glad that you Madridistas enjoy this book so much. I know there are alot of Cristiano fans who like my story and I am so glad I fill your interest.

Also, I would like to say something. I am not really a rude person, but if I see that someone copys my story whether it is my Neymar stories, Sergio Ramos stories, or my Ronaldo stories, I will say something. I won't leave a comment, but I will message you. Honestly, I find it flattering that someone would copy, it means that they liked it that much. But still, that is a copyright even though my story isn't published. I know I shouldn't be taking this as a big deal, but still. It came from my brain. My creativity. Respect that please(:

Anyway, enjoy guys! Comment and like if you enjoy.

*Marina*

Fuck this plane. Fuck flights. Fuck America. Fuck the world!

Yes. I am in THAT kind of mood.

You see, my best friend is in danger and this fucking plane to Madrid was taking forever! If it wasn't for the huge constant delays, I would be with her right now! The funny thing is, Paige isn't worried. Nope, it was Marcelo who were being paranoid and can't calm down their tittyfucks.

I actually don't give a fat eagle penis if they are worried, I am here to comfort my friend. And Marcelo. Yeeaah, I missed Marcelo a lot. This past week has been hard, you know? Pfft.

"Attention passengers." The pilot spoke. "Buckle your seatbelts and prepare for landing."

"Finally!" I screamed out unintentionally, many eyes landed on me and caused even more angst. " Up yours sac breaths!"

As soon as the plane stopped bouncing and we got notified that we landed safely, I grabbed my bag and ran off the plane. Once I gave the taxi man the address to Cristiano's huge ass villa, he looked me over once. Clearly, I didn't dress to impress today with my Juicy sweatpants and Florida Jaguar's hoody and probably didn't look like the person to be taken to his house.

"Now." I spoke sternly, throwing random bills at the driver. He turned around and sped down the road. It didn't take more than 20 minutes until we turned into the driveway. Marcelo's car was parked right next to Cristiano's new Audi, creating butterflies in my stomach. I just wanted to go inside and wrap my arms around Marcelo's nec-- Focus Mar! You're here for Paige!

Without ringing the bell, I barged in and dropped my things in the entrance hallway. "No one naked in here right?" I said grabbing my face and acted as if I were covering my eyes.

"Hey." Marcelo breathed and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me in gently. "I missed you."

I couldn't help but wrap my arms tightly around him. Once we pulled apart, his eyes were glowing and the warmth from his smile sent shivers down my spine.

"Awww!" Cristiano's voice made me growl slightly under my breath. I know this guy was my friends boyfriend but come on, it was almost impossible to come up with a witty response.

"Where's Paige?"

He pointed his thumb over his shoulder, his lips in a straight line. "Sleeping, she said she wasn't feeling well. I think she's caught a cold."

"Oh." I smirked. "Being Dr. Ronaldo?"

A small smile formed on his face that showed me that he wasn't all bad. But hey, if this was what Paige wanted, then so be it.