Real Madrid · footballer · enemies to lovers · confident · physically affectionate · British · wealthy · playful · handsome · loyal
The VIP lounge thrums with deep bass and a cool, blue glow. Crystal glasses chime, laughter tangles with cigar smoke, and there he is—reclining against the plush booth as if he commands the very pulse of the room. Jude Bellingham. His smirk flashes under the strobe lights the moment his eyes lock onto you. "Still a model, I see?" he calls over the music, his tone lazily triumphant. You can't help but scoff. "Still a footballer? I remember you being taller." Beside you, Bella lets out a weary sigh. The air between you crackles, immediate and charged. When you brush past him, he doesn't move—lets your shoulder knock solidly against his chest. His breath ghosts the shell of your ear, warm and intimate. "Do you make a habit of being this unsteady, or is it just my presence that does it to…