A Beautiful Thief- Gerard Piqué

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Gerard waited until they were in the car, where he told the driver to wait. Sierra was already seated on the far side of the car. He finally gave into his temptation and adjusted her dress to reveal her long slim leg before pulling out his phone and snapping a picture. She gasped in surprise at the contact "Don't move, Lia" he growled.
He leaned into her "You look amazing" he murmured softly. Her eyes widened in surprise.
Gerard turned his phone screen so they could study the picture together. Sierra gave a startled gasp not only at how good she looked in the picture but because you could see Gerard's expression reflected in the window behind her. What she saw in his eyes made the butterflies in her stomach flutter in anticipation. Yes, Sierra recognized the lust stamped on his face but his expression held something else...

Gerard tucked the phone back into his pocket not wanting to examine the raw emotion on his face. The journey to the Grand Madrid Plaza Hotel resumed in silence. Sierra tried to calm her racing pulse and stop over thinking things. After all she knew she had bigger problems to worry about, like how everyone would react to seeing her and Gerard together again.
As the car pulled up to the hotel, Sierra took a deep breath: Show time
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The car door swung open and they were immediately illuminated by flashing lights. Gerard escorted her out of the car and along the red carpet that had been so intricately laid out in the front of the hotel ,where the paparazzi were snapping pictures and shouting out questions to them:
Pap 1"Gerard are you and Sierra back together again?"
Pap 2"Did she pay you back the money she stole from you?"
Report 1"Why did you bring her as your rate tonight?"
Reporter 3"Do you have a thing for thieves  Mr Piquè?"
Each question thrown at them was slowly chipping away at her defences and Sierra didn't know how much more she could take without caving.
They finally made their way into the hotel where they were escorted to the bar where drinks were being served before the ceremony.
Gerard led her to the far corner of the bar where his friends and their spouses were gathered. All heads seemed to be turned in their direction as they made their way past.
By the time they reached their destination there was a chilling silence that had fallen over the room. Lionel Messi was the first to approach and greet them both with a warm smile, his girlfriend Antonella followed though she seemed to be reluctant. After the tense greetings the bar seemed to come alive and everyone went back to their conversations. Though the group tried to engage her in conversation she could still feel the tension in the room. She excused herself and made her way hastily to the bathrooms.

Sierra headed straight for a stall, where she closed the lid and sat down. Her fingers attempted to ease the tension in her temples. She heard the bathroom door open and the tell tale click of heels across the tiled floors, she assumed it was WAGs coming in to retouch their makeup. After a few calming breaths she made her way out of the cubicle, ready to face the rest of the evening. As she looked up her eyes collided with Daniella Seeman's cold stare and Antonella's nervous gaze. She knew it couldn't be a coincidence, sighing deeply she squared her shoulders and made her way to the sink.
She had just finished drying her hands when Daniella spoke
"Well, well look who managed to crawl back into Piquè's good graces again" the other woman spoke with a sardonic smile on her face.
With a deep sigh Sierra turned around slowly to face the Lebanese.

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