Coocoo coocoo--My alarm blared right next to my ears as I then quickly got up--My body was weary from the practice yesterday as I then blindly reached for it--I cursed under my breath as I struggled to shut the damn thing off.
Then I did. I stretched out my arms and quickly got a hold off my Phone--My eyes skimming through the 1000th notification--Yes, it was my birthday, a very special one indeed.
I then quickly got up--Rushing to the washroom, I freshened up--Soon I wore my jersey--As I smiled profoundly. seeming to be pleased by my appearance I stepped out.
My eyes then darted to my phone again--My lips curled in a smile as I then quickly punched in my husband's number--He still hadn't returned from his business trip.
I gritted my lips--As I waited and waited. Though there was nothing. The phone then went into voicemail. I sighed--Then smiled and left him a message.
Soon I stepped in to my garage--My eyes roamed over the armada of cars before me--The glass, shiny, sleek. The metallic smile of the cars seemed to fuel my pride. --Because from sports cars to whatnot--I had it all.
I clicked my fingers to a car on the right
My chauffeur Mert's steps--Practiced, poised as he opened the door for me.
I went in and settled--My eyes were glued to the phone as I scrolled through the pictures--"Happy birthday" guess whose birthday it is? There was my name in bold words--Aylin Yildiz, num:38, Striker.
This was my clubs post--I smiled and gave it a like as my eyes darted outside. Soon, we will win the championship, my hands then clenched
--"I will make it happen"
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Hey there! it's Aylin Yildiz--The young rising star of Türkiye---And the epitome of women's soccer.
Born in 1987, in the rural outskirts--Of the city of Ankara. My life seemed perfect--Not more than now. Though --It was peaceful and no cameras were pushed against my face--I lived not having to worry about My parents both got into a fatal accident...
I didn't even have time to cry--As I then Read more to find out how my lavish-Perfect little lifestyle turned out to be nothing more than a dream.
If you are still here reading my story--Make sure to give it a like! anything helps--Though, you know me...I don't really need one--It's the author that's urging me to. Gosh! she is no fun!
Well anyways, back to my story.
As soon as I stepped out of my vehicle--Reporters swarmed in like flies--Camera's clashing against one another as people pushed in--Desperate to get the perfect shot--Of my nose? pfft...
The man who had the camera right up to my nose quickly pulled it back to himself--As he then rubbed the back of his head.
I let out a chuckle as I then heard millions of flashes go at once.
Their eyes were widened as some took no risk of letting go of the shutter button--My smile then wore off--Seeing the discomfort in my face--my bodyguard stepped in--Thank goodness he did.
His raven hair and muscular frame seemed to intimidate the press--As he then ushered me to leave.
I quickly nodded and slipped off.
Soon--I was in the locker room--I breathed in a sigh, as my gaze darted to my locker--Taking a hold of it, I was about to open it--Just then--BOO!
I was startled as I lost my balance and fell into the seat beside me as I glanced up at the person furiously--It was Mia and of course it was Mia.
The new transfer for U.S Mia was a bubbly outgoing character--Someone who seemed carefree and dares to tickle even a sleeping dragon's tail.
Mia! I growled at her, as I then stood up--My arms crossing over my chest--Y-You--I scared you?
Shaking her head-she laughed as the tension soon melted--As I found myself laughing with her--Her laughter was infectious. No could've avoided that.
We then soon discussed about the upcoming championship as we headed out to the field--As the fresh scene of grass grazed my nose--I quickly then let out a sneeze.
(Sneezes*) Excuse me...I murmured, rubbing at my eyes. Allergies.
Just then--A deep, husky voice emerged from behind me--"There is no pollen here"
We quickly turned around as my eyes locked onto a pair of striking green eyes--As he stared at me back again--My eyes shamelessly roamed his frame--He wore a black hoody that hugged to his body--His Viney hands clutched at a black camera--As I heard the low, dreamy whisper of Mia--My gosh. That my girl is a man...
I gasped in embarrassment as I quickly stepped on her foot--As she shrieked in pain.
Ouch! why did you do that for? she asked in mock betrayal.
I smiled and didn't utter a word to her as I turned my gaze to him--Extending out my hands--Hey there! I'm--He held out his arms, as his lips curled--Sending a shiver through my spine.
"You don't need to introduce yourself--Mrs. Aylin Yildiz"
My heart did a weird flop as I felt unable to answer.
Mia sensing the awkwardness she quickly stepped in--Clutching my hands as she then dragged me away.
The guys stared at us dumbfounded--Then he gave a smile--My heart melted.
Mia then glanced at face--As she then finally let go of me--AYLIN? WHATS WRONG WITH YOU? she asked me. Rubbing her temple-- He is the new camera man!
I let out a chuckle as I then ran a hand through my ponytail--I don't know... maybe, lack of attention from my own husband made me like this?
Mia's lips curled sympathetically as she then grazed my shoulder--Forget him, we have a match to practice for.
Soon we were greeted by my other teammates: The defender: Alexandra from Spain and goalkeeper, Anna from Germany.
Aylin...coach's sick, many aren't here, murmured Alexandra, disappointedly.
Mia nudged her--"Chillax, it's just a day" I smiled at the both of them as-we then started to pass the ball back and forth.
sweat slicked through my back--I quickly rubbed at my temple.
The sun seemed to be daunting--As we then rested.
Our chest rose and fell rapidly as we sat under the shade of the bench. Few seconds passed.
So...Anna gazed at the all of us--Her eyes mischievous--Then her gaze settled on mine, tell me now, Aylin, you just got married and everything--My face fell to the ground as I struggled to keep my composure.
She then continued--So, how is your life going? she asked curiously.
Alexandra sensing my discomfort--Her hands reached out to my shoulder--Aylin are you okay? she asked. I nodded in reassurance.
Then the silence was palpable--As a pang of guilt went through Anna.
Soon we got up and went straight to our locker--My hands Shakey as I held out a fresh pair of my clothes--Then my phone--I glanced at it--There were messages from him--My husband.
My eyes glinted as Mia then leaned in closer to my--I then narrowed my eyes at her--Okay, you don't have to kill me with your look's Mrs., she held out both her hands dramatically.
I let out a low chuckle--Returning to the message Infront of me, I quickly then tapped on it--My hands were Shakey as I did.
The message read: I will be arriving at the Istanbul airport by 8: pm.
My eyes then faltered--That's it? did he wanted me to pick him up? I banged my head internally at the thoughts then I typed it.
Then pressing the phone against my chest, I waited-(Ding)-I almost jolted as I quickly read the message: "No need, I had it taken care off"
I sighed and rolled my eyes--Fine, if that's what he wanted.
I then stepped out--Quickly reaching my car--Mert shut the door without command as he then sat on the driver seat.
Gosh I hate him...I gritted my lips as I then suppressed the urge to jump out.
Though--Something seemed to pool through my mind. As I then felt my eyelid's weighing on me--As sleep captured me.
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Aylin... a breath across my neck as I then felt a strong pair of arms hold my waist--My heart raced as I then felt his teeth sinking into the shell of my ear.
I let out a Shakey breath as my eyes urged for me to turn--I did and it knocked the breath out of my lungs. It was the camera guy--His veiny hands seeming to clutch my brunette hair--As his ever-striking gaze settled on me.
Green like a serpent.
I then let out a gasp as he then leaned in closer--burying his face in the crooked of my neck as he nuzzled on my flesh.
Y-You, I breathed , what are you...
Shush* he murmured--Isn't this what you wanted? a caring man? he smirked at me triumphantly as he watched me struggle under his gaze.
Then--Mrs. Aylin...? Mert's voice came in low, fearing as if he might awake the dragon in me--As he called out my name again.
My eyes then fluttered opened as I then glanced at my surroundings back and forth.
We have reached our destination--Though I was at complete oblivion.
I then stepped out the car--Rubbing my temple as did--I then quickly went into my enormous bedroom--I then flopped on to it--My nimble body sinking in beneath soft mattress.
What was that... my cheeks flushed as the episodes of the interaction between us in the dream still lingered in my mind like the tangy taste of a wine.
The way he had held me and his voice reduced to nothing but a whisper--As if it was meant to be heard only by me...
I then clasped a pillow and let out a screeching yell--Though soon, sleep captured me once again.