His Maid (a Neymar Jr fanfic)

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LILIANA'S POV 💫

I leant my head against Neymar's shoulder, hoping he wouldn't take it in the wrong way. His breathing quickened beneath me, his shoulders softly rising, with the smooth, seductive voice of Shakira carry us away. This was surreal. A few weeks ago I had been fired from my only job as a shitty waitress, and now here I was sitting next to a world famous footballer, listening to a world famous pop star singing.

A sound suddenly emerged from Neymar, and he took his arm away from my shoulders to take his phone out of his pocket. I turned towards him, in time to see his shoulders tense and mouth set in a straight line.

"I need to take this," He said, his voice slightly gruff. "I'll be back."

I nodded, and Neymar left quickly, making his way out of the patio doors.
I wondered who was calling him, then quickly banished that thought; it was none of my business. Instead, I turned my head to face Shakira.

Another song began, and I found myself smiling as the familiar melody began. I got off the stage, walking over to the crowd and stood near the edge, my nerves getting the better of me.

Antonella, Messi's wife, spotted me and beckoned me over. I smiled gratefully at her and soon lost myself in the music.

NEYMAR'S POV⚽️

I left the room with my phone pressed to my ear, the memory of Liliana's head still imprinted on my shoulder, her lovely smell still present.

"Neymar.." Bruna cooed into the phone, and I held the phone away from my ear.

"What do you want?" I spat out. I had no time for her games; I wanted to get back inside and be with Liliana. I didn't even know why I was still with Bruna. Her management practically forced me into dating her to help improve her image and bring her fame. At first I agreed since she was hot and seemed decent, but as her true personality came to light, I found myself being repulsed by even her smallest actions.

"The media think we're over. You need to start showing more affection to me, Neymar! Is there someone else? I bet she's not as pretty as me."

I bit back a groan. "There is someone else. She is twice the woman you will ever be, Bruna. Don't call me ever again. I'll send over your belongings tomorrow. We're done." With that, I switched my phone off and stared off into the surroundings.

I exhaled loudly, feeling a whole lot lighter now that Bruna was out of my life.

I didn't know what it was about Liliana that was causing me to slowly start liking her. Perhaps it was the way she was towards Davi, the way her hair fell into her eyes as she bent to carry him and cradle him close. Or maybe it was the way she spoke to me, full of confidence yet still shy, or it could've been simply the fact that there was something about her that called to me.

I re-entered the room as a new man, without the weight of a vindictive, power-hungry female on my shoulders.

My eyes immediately sought out her. She stood in the middle of the crowd, a small smile playing on her lips as a slow ballad started to play. I stood there, entranced by her beauty, captivated by the slightest movements and itching to hold her.

I made my way towards her and exhaled as she smiled at me. I beckoned her closer and put my arms around her waist, as all other couples in the room had begun to sway to the music.

My eyes never left hers this whole time as we moved slowly, and her arms gripped my shoulders as I brought her even closer towards me.

I leant down to her neck, placing a soft kiss on her smooth skin that had me aching for more.

"Did I tell you how beautiful you looked tonight?" I murmured in her ear.

She seemed at a loss for words, her lips slightly parted, and I took the opportunity to gaze at the fullness. Just as I leant my head forward, wanting -no, needing- to feel her lips against mine, she pulled away and ran out of the room.

My eyes widened as I realised how forward I'd been, and I felt a shot of relief as no one had witnessed this.

Liliana had ran out of the room, onto the balcony, and before I could stop myself I chased her.

I found her leaning against the railing, her hair softly being blown by the breeze. I stood next to her.

"I'm sorry," I said quietly. I didn't want to push her into anything; hell, I didn't even know if she liked me back.

"I didn't mean to push you into anything, it's just you looked so beautiful under the lights and I- I just wanted to... I broke it off with Bruna. I mean, I like you, Liliana, a-and it's totally okay if you-"

I was cut off by the soft feel of her lips against mine. I gasped at the sudden feel of fire in my veins, and was shocked further when I realised it was an amazing feeling, one I'd never felt before. Her lips tasted wonderful, her soft breaths blowing into my mouth, and I swear I had never felt anything like this before-

She pulled away from me. My lips felt cold without hers, and I turned to find her staring at me.

"I like you too." She whispered, and then I wrapped my arms around her body, pulling her closer, my gaze fixe on her lips as she stared back at mine-

And then the sound of clapping erupted from behind us, and we turned to find my team mates standing there with grins splitting their faces in half as they cheered.

"About fuckiñg time! You have no idea how much he went on about you, Liliana, I swear I feel like I know you already." Alves chuckled, and I felt the scowl on my face disappear as Liliana let out a small giggle.

I grabbed onto her hand, the feeling causing tiny sparks to ignite deep within me, and led her back into the room.

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