Secret lovers Brooklyn Beckham Fanfic

Secret lovers Brooklyn Beckham Fanfic

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What will happen when Brooklyn bumps into Maria in a club? Will they become soul-mates or will something keep them from seeing each other? Will they need hide their relationship and become secret lovers? Brooklyn Beckam Hello my name is Maria and I am 19 years old. I have tanned skin, brown eyes and dirty blond hair. Normal height for a girl and I am from Denmark, but moved to Dubai when I was six and have lived there for my whole life. I recently moved to London (6 months ago) and I love it here. Hey so I think you all know about me. Yes I am the Brooklyn Beckham. I'm 21 years old. I still live with my parents but I was moved into another part of the house so it is just me on that side of the house. My best friend jack Ramsey also lives in my part of the house, we have 5 rooms but 2 of them have a living room, kitchen, bedroom, and bathroom. So I live in one of them and jack lives in the other one. I play football for arensal and I'm loving it. And yes I do have a girlfriend her name is Megan Ramsey, it was a forced relationship but I am happy. I love her to death, she is the best. There's only one way for you to find out!
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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