Neymar got out of the car and banges on the front door of his father house, better yet the house he bought.
"WHO'S BANGING ON MY DOOR?"
"YOUR SON YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!"
"Neymar? What the hell is wrong with you?" He asked opening the door.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" He said backing him into his own house, peering down at him.
"Neymar what in god's name is your fucking problem?"
"YOU ARE! ALL OF THIS FOR SOME SHITTY BRAND I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT!"
"Neymar, I don't know what you're talking about."
Neymar waved for me to get out of the car and I walked over. I was met with a slight scowl from his dad.
"Back with her I see." He groaned.
"That's the fucking problem with you! I am a grown fucking man, I am aloud to be with the woman I love."
"This has been your dream life for years, YEARS NEYMAR! And you're ruining for some ugly, dirty, whore?"
"Shut the fuck up dad. You are an idiot. I have my dream life but it's nothing to me without her, the media don't care about our relationship...matter a fact THEY LOVE HER! So stop sounding like such an idiot."
"I don't want you with her."
"I don't care what you want, leave us alone, and apologize to your little minions."
"No. You two are done."
"You're funny, I'm marrying this woman. Now leave us be, unless you wanna tell me what the actual problem is."
"The actual problem is she's clearly a gold digger." I couldn't help but laugh when he said that.
"What the fuck are you laughing at?"
"You dumbass." That made Ney laugh.
"Bye dickhead, don't bother us anymore or I'll call the cops."
"FIne. Whatever."
He grabbed my hand and we walked out of his dad house. He untensed his muscles as he climbed into the car.
"You want Chinese food?" I asked.
"Mhm. I don't know any good places thooooughhhh..."
"Perks of not being a rich pretty boy, I know good food spots."
"What does that have to do with being a rich pretty boy?"
"So you don't deny it?"
"Well, I am pretty hot, and pretty rich soooo."
"Whatever diva."
"You remember what happened last time you said something like that right?" He smirked devilishly.
"I'll stop please I promise!"
"Mhm. Now let's go home and we can get take out Chinese cause I really don't feel like driving any longer."
"Agreed."
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RomansaJayla just wanted to do her job as a hiring agent and live life, until a famous ex of hers is reintroduced to her life. Will his poisonous words coax her back into there lost love? Or was he really in the past?
