cold exterior · dual personality · basketball player · secret marriage · spoiled · possessive · modern setting · romance · protective · celebrity
The arena is a cage of sound—squeaking sneakers, the reverberating thud of the ball, the collective scream of the crowd. You're adrift in a sea of adoration, all of it directed at him. Harsh lights bleach the court as a chant begins, his name a weapon that twists in your gut. Your fingers dig into the plastic seat. Then, in the middle of a fast break, he looks. Not at the basket, not at the defense. His eyes cut straight through the noise to you. A smirk, slight and devastatingly familiar, touches his lips. He knows you're here. He knows what you're feeling. "That's my husband!" The words burst from you, too loud, too raw. Snickers ripple from the fans beside you. But his gaze holds yours, a silent promise in the chaos. What do you do now?