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Ma chérie • Kylian Mbappe
Sometimes good things are meant to fall apart so better things can fall together. -------------------- When Emma gets a job at Psg as a marketing assistant she moves to Paris for a year. Even though she was never really into football, she knew that this job was a great opportunity for her. Leaving her family, friends and boyfriend of three years at home in England, she moves into a small apartment not far from the Parc des Princes. Her life seems perfect, she has everything one could wish for and this job is just the cherry on top. But what happens after she bumps into the mysterious Kylian Mbappé on her first day? With just one look he manages to turn Emmas life upside down. What was it about this man that caught her attention this bad? Read to find out what happens!Concluida![UNKNOWN [Luka Modrić & Bernd Leno] A Loathe Love](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/378934425-256-k204011.jpg)
UNKNOWN [Luka Modrić & Bernd Leno] A Loathe Love
~ We are like dominoes. I fall for you, you fall for another. 'Life is not a football match, but some of us always got a penalty.' BLURB: But I don't know why still I have a little sympathy towards the one hurt me most. I stood against all the wounds, all the odds. I could smile only for the attempt I took to save my breathe. Maybe it could be the chapter with the summary of my life. I always told myself, under responsibility I had done every bit. Sometimes, life was holding me with a thin rope, sometimes it kicked me harshly. I did stand and walk. I did dive and swim. And I learned swimming after diving in his ocean. Full of mysterious substances, wild sharks. I was saving my attempt to take chances. I survived. But at the end, I can say. I never wanted to cross the sea and reach to the shore. What was never meant for me, I would never ask for it. Nor did I need. I might pass the time, inferencing how the shore look like. From far away, eyes could capture the daintiness. I felt the wind of tranquility. I closed my eyes and perceived the provision. I wonder the subsequent inquiry. If I hear a melody, I would return the echo without anticipation. The waves were the utmost reliance to me. The loyalty shows subtle empathy. The shore is beautifully decorated. I just know who has been there. ---- Do u want to see a new ship?! It's your Luka Modric with Bernd Leno ^^
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