When we landed in San Francisco, Dean gave me his hoodie to wrap around my waist so that my period story would look plausible - it ruined my outfit completely though, but whatever. We arrived at the hotel and while the players had to get ready for their first training session, me, the President and our Head of Finance were going to meet with Barca's President and some of the board members who travelled with him. It was customary to have dinner with the opponent's top management ahead of a big game.
But while I was applying my last touches of make-up, I got a call from an unknown number. "Agnelli?" I replied automatically. "Hello, good evening, here's Eva Gonzalez, I'm Mr Laporta's assistant" a woman on the other side of the line said and I raised my eyebrows. "What can I do for you?" I asked. "I'm very sorry, Miss Agnelli, but we have to cancel the dinner, half of our squad is down with a virus and we don't know who else caught it" she said and I rolled my eyes. How the hell did they manage this now?
"Yeah, of course, no problem, I wish everyone a speedy recovery" I replied politely. "Um... We also should think about... cancelling the game - I don't think we're ready and we wouldn't want to risk being contagious" she said and now my face fell even more. "You're absolutely right, I will text you the number of someone from our organisation staff, please get in contact with them about the details" I said and took a deep breath. This summer tour didn't kick off as I had expected.
But since I was already dressed and dolled up, I decided to head downstairs to the hotel bar - maybe I'd find some good-looking business man who would buy me drinks as I wasn't allowed to do so myself over here.
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I made my way upstairs to the rooftop terrace, which had quite the nice view over San Francisco and then sat down at the bar's counter. "A Lemon Soda please" I told the barkeeper and he nodded. Then, I turned around and checked out the other people here sitting at tables. My eyes stopped when I saw a very handsome guy in what probably were his mid-thirties. He was sporting a well-groomed three-day stubble and a suit with shiny black loafers - he looked exactly like the guys my uncle did business with and who I'd encounter on those merger dinners. Always the same face, always the same attitude.
I seemed to have caught his eye too, and when the waiter passed, he stopped him to say something and I turned back around, knowing my plan had worked. And indeed, not even two minutes later, a Moscow Mule was placed in front of me wordlessly by the barkeeper. This was a five-star hotel, of course no one would risk angering a customer by asking for their age. I was on my second drink now, and in the corner of my eye, I could see that man standing up from his table and walking towards me.
I smirked back down into my glass and when I felt a male figure standing next to me I looked up, however finding someone else than expected there. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I hissed at Kenan, who was smugly leaning onto the counter. "I could ask you the same, shouldn't you be at a dinner?" he asked and crossed his arms in front of his chest. "It's none of your business, however it is my business why one of my players is up past his curfew at a bar?!" I hissed back.
"Is there a problem here?" the guy who had been buying me drinks now inserted himself into our conversation, which must have looked tense to any outsider. "No, but you might have one when I tell the police that you've been buying an underage girl alcohol" Kenan replied and took a step closer to this guy. Oh my gosh, please let me find a shovel to dig myself a hole into the ground in which I can disappear in. "Wh-what? I- I didn't know, bro- sorry if that's your girlfr-" the guy stammered and took a few steps back. "Yeah, we'll be going now anyways" Kenan said and grabbed my arm while pushing past this guy.
"What the hell are you doing? Let me go!" I almost shouted as Kenan was dragging me inside to the lift. "You shouldn't be drinking" he just replied and pushed me inside the lift when it arrived. "Trust me, I can handle the alcohol, I've been drinking red wine at Sunday lunches since I was 6" I replied angrily. "Congratulations" he replied, seemingly unimpressed.
"Wait a minute, how do you know on which floor I am?!" I exclaimed. Was this dude a creepy fucking stalker?! "I rode upstairs with Alessandra from the social media team after training and she told me that all of staff and management is staying on that floor" he replied. "Oh, I bet Alessandra from the social media team is definitely interested in a late night visit from you then" I scoffed and rolled my eyes, at which he laughed amusedly. The audacity of this guy.
"Maybe, but rest assured, I'm not interested" he chuckled. "I couldn't care less" I scoffed. "Maybe you care about knowing that I actually have a crush on... you!" he said with an amused look on his face and I slapped his shoulder.
The lift finally dinged and I stormed outside, him obviously following behind. "Stop making fun of me" I huffed and turned around abruptly, him almost bumping into me. "What were you doing on the roof?" I asked him. "Couldn't sleep - jet lag. And when I can't sleep, I like to get some fresh air and... look at the stars" he replied, sounding shy, like he had to admit a crime when speaking the last part. "Then I saw you at the bar and that slimy guy eyeing you like you were raw meat and... yeah" he continued. "Oh" I replied and nodded before turning around again and walking to my room.
"Why weren't you at your fancy Barca dinner?" he now asked me. "Because those idiots have all gotten a virus and your game tomorrow will be cancelled too" I huffed, currently not really caring about the hierarchy and if I should have told him that beforehand. "Damn, you should have told me, I could have taken you out" he chuckled amusedly and I rolled my eyes. Did this guy really think every girl fell to his feet, overly in love with him?
"I can take care of myself, you know?" I asked him, almost justifying myself when I stood at my door. "I'm sure you can, but I bet you also like the feeling of knowing you're being looked after" he replied, looking straight into my eyes as if he was staring into the depths of my soul. A part in me was drawn to him, but my common sense was way stronger - what the hell was I thinking?!
"You should go to sleep" I told him and he grinned, taking a step back - which meant that an inappropriate comment was coming, I already knew his mannerisms. "I will - and I'll dream of you" he replied and shot me a wink before turning around and walking back to the lift.
I wanted to scream at how angry I was that he thought he could play me like that, I was his boss, what the hell was he thinking?
