A female who struggles with many battles of emotions against a person of the opposite gender who is known as the famous player of Real Madrid Marco Asensio.
"Ronaldo"I said my voice laced with the sudden impact,my posture felt numb with stupor.
"Aria?"he asked his eye sight,whether it was betraying him or not.
He opened his mouth but no words were able to vocalize there way out of his throat more like strangled in a tied knot.
His eyes averted from mine to the petite figure of Aoife,the surge of protectiveness was quite overwhelming I placed my hand into hers gripping to it tightly not wanting her grasp to leave mine and vanish and into thin air.
I felt my heart beat accelerated bumping into its abnormal pulsation,I turned around hearing a voice few steps away calling Ronaldo,it explained everything that have happened causing my body to fall into an even regulations of a pattern.
"Ronaldo,Jr.."he trailed off,the male my heart longed for five years is standing barely few steps far in reach but my intentions were arguing against my willing body.
The smile turned into a scrunch of confusion with various emotions swirling into those brown orbs,that I've melt for as the first time just by a single glance from him.
"A-Aria?"Marco's voice sounded strangled, clearing his throat he blinked away the thoughts,the memories everything clouded his hooded eyes filled with lust beyond desires.
"Aria"he stated now more straightened,he looked straight ahead the emotions that were clouding his eyes were long gone into the battle fields of silence peace.
"Momma"I shook my head tears brimming into my eyelids,warning that they may slip down my face causing the emotions to draw attention;unwanted attention.
Blinking away tears I swallowed the lump weakly looking at my daughter:Aoife.
"Momma?"asked Marco astonished with mockery laced into his tone.
Aoife placed her folded arms sassily against her chest,tapping her foot impatiently as she spoke with a tone of diva like conductivity.
"Yes,This-"she said pointing towards me with her perfectly polished nails of her index finger.
"Is my Momma do you have a problem with it Mr.i don't know your name" She said a hand now rested on her hip,I wanted to scold her for such a behavior in public she would not act like that towards people who are older than her.
Marco looked shocked but smirked his eyes twinkled with pride,I looked at Ronaldo for the second time taking his appearance completely in I said,"Aoife here liked to bring Cristiano Jr a gift for his birthday"smiling,more like forcing a smile a lady snickered with a clique of ladies dressed in fancy clothing of the richest brands in the whole shops of countries fabulously.
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She was whispering something,while a glass of flute champagne sipping on it with her red lips reminding me of the copra,i looked down insecurity getting my ropes tugging on them i sighed looking at Aoife who rolled her eyes at Marco but batted her eyelashes at Ronaldo innocently.
Handing the gift to the butler who stood taking the gifts brought for the masters son 7 th birthday.
"Come in"Ronaldo managed to utter through the waves of daze he was going through.
I shook my head,but then reminded myself that I can't act childish and think of my child;I'm a mother with responsibilities a child a live which breathes and deserves to play and enjoy those colorful moments life offers us on a golden latter.
Cristiano walked me towards the clique of ladies that rolled their eyes as I got closer to them.
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Hey 👋🏼 I lost my chapter somewhere written readily to be updated, A lengthy chapter but it's OWkay😅
