I could finally get out of the press conference after they came and forced me to go and answer some questions. I was finally free to go after Mary and talk to her.
As I arrived at my car and was about to get in, another car’s lights brightened from the other side of the parking lot and then turned off just in a second. Then someone came out of the car. I couldn’t see who that person was clearly at first because the lights made my eyes hurt but when they adjusted back to normal again, I saw who he was. Huntzbergur.-Good Evening Golden Boy.
+What the hell are you doing in here?
-Just came by for a friendly visit.
He said it with an evil smirk on his face.
+To whom?
-Well, you of course my man.
I turned around and ignored him.
-I came to warn you!
I stopped.
-Do not go after that girl.I turned back to him with a dead look on my face.
+Who said that I am going after someone?
-Oh come on man, I thought that I already told you that I have people here working for me. You must’ve really underestimated what I am capable of.
I couldn’t think of anyone. Everyone at the club hated that guy.
+Why do you care about that?-Oh I don’t give a shit about that girl. I just want to make her pay for taking what is not hers.
+OMG, are you still talking about that job?-It was not just a job she took from me. She took my reputation, my status, and my connections that I worked my butt off to gain.
+You ruined all of that yourself before Mary took your job. It has nothing to do with her.
-No, but I could have my job back if she hadn’t shown up.
This man is un-freaking-believable! I wanted to punch him where it counts but time was ticking and I had to get to Mary.
+I don’t give a shit about your crazinessI said as I was about to sit in my car.
-Do you care about her?
I stopped and gave him a death stare.
-Ah, so you do.I closed the door and stood next to it.
+What do you want?
-For you to never go near her again.
+Or what?
-Or she will lose her reputation, her name, and maybe even her life.
+You nasty piece of shit.I said as I approached him and took his collar.
+What do you want from her?He smirked.
-I want her to lose what is precious to her. I’ve seen the way she looks at you… and I think I’m right.
Suddenly the only image that crossed my mind was her beautiful smile. She was the reason that I could feel peace in my chaotic life. I didn’t want to let her go. But if losing her meant saving her, I had no choice.
-You don’t want to fight with me Kylian. Trust me.
I hesitated…I didn’t want Mary to get hurt.
+If I ever see you near her again, you won’t live to see the light of the next day.
-Deal.
I let go of his collar as he grinned at me. I was fighting myself so hard to not punch him in the face. So I walked back to my car and left. I didn’t know where I wanted to go or what to do anymore. I felt that a part of me just died.
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Love on the Field - Kylian Mbappe
Roman d'amourA love story between a famouse foothballer and a foreign nerdy girl who just started to work in her dream job in a foothball club but apparently it is not as dreamy as she expected it to be. 🔷Your votes are appropriated🤗 🔷Requests are open✨