Bria was excited but mainly nervous to meet Cristiano's girlfriend, extremely beautiful model and Bria's inspiration... Irina Shayk.
Bria just hoped the Russian wouldn't see her as some kind of threat, or competition for Cristiano's attention.
Even though she thought the footballer was very handsome, she had only just met him today, and she wasn't the type of girl; to steal someone else's boyfriend!
Cristiano's car quickly came to an hault outside what Cristiano called his house, But Bria thought it was more of an Manson than anything.
Bria nervously got out of the car, and Cristiano to the house, unknowingly to her, her hands started shaking.
Cristiano noticed this, and gave her a cheeky smile whilest taking her hands in his.
"Hey it's going to be ok, no need to worried."
His calm voice relaxed Bria a little, that behind those doors, there was going to be trouble, not just for her, for Cris as well.
Cristiano could sense her worry and gave her a small smile: with a deep breath he opened the door.
The smell of baking invaded Bria's nose, as she gave a light cough.
"Cris!"
A voice yelled, from the kitchen, making Bria cringe a little.
Cristiano gave his new found friend a small yet confident smile, and jestered towards the settee, letting her know it was alright for her to sit down if she wanted.
Suddenly another presence was noted by Bria, as she looked up, she saw the Stunning, Russian Model, Irina Shayk.
Irina was standing there. with her left hand on her hip, and her right arm, leaning up against the door frame.
Most girl-friends would be looking, staring at their lover, blanking out the total stranger in their homes....
But oh no. Irina was doing the total opposite. She was completely ignoring Cristiano, and staring at Bria, with an unreadable expression.
Cristiano couldn't help but feel slightly worried as his girl friend turned to him with a questionable look on her face.
"Cris.... Who's this?"
Bria gulped, knowing this would need some time to explain.
