#trr au cordonian wags

[msjr0119]

Cordonian Wags

Part 27

In a world full of Professional footballers and their demanding wives- can their football team nicknamed the ‘Cordonian Apples’ succeed? An American female physiotherapist joins the club. Will this cause issues with the footballers wives?

*This series is based on The Royal Romance characters who belong to Pixelberry - AU Plot switch. Other characters belong to me.*

Please do not read if you are under the age of 18. If you do you are consenting that you are over this age. If any of the below warnings affect you, please don’t continue to read.

Warnings: Mention of; sex scandal, drug scandal, prostitution, adultery, death, adultery, murder (past tense). Swearing 🤬

A/N: The first part of this chapter follows on from the previous chapter. Then there is a flash forward (six months). The chapters following on from this one will show certain characters POV’s from the last six months.

Previously: The team all try to piece together the events in Paphos from all those years ago. Drake believes that he has fathered a child after a one night stand after viewing the DNA results- but it’s not as everything seems. Catch up here.

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The morning after, everybody arrived at the stadium to prepare for the days match. All feeling the need to cover up the slight hangovers that they had occurred was proving to a difficult task. Adding to their headaches, was the scandal that Drake Walker had caused. A situation that as a group- they was determined to fix. Quickly.

Drake arrived onto the pitch first, needing any excuse to escape his own house. Having another woman stay there made him feel like he was cheating on Riley. Even if she had made it pretty clear that they couldn’t be together. There was an internal battle going off in his mind. How was he was going to inform her about the news that he had received the previous night? Of course he didn’t want the press to find out prior to her, she didn’t deserve that. But then he was wondering how she would react once she knew. Would she completely ghost him? Who knows.

****

The previous night once she had arrived back at Bastien’s, Riley stayed up the majority of the night researching the Paphos break on google. As a previous WAG herself she knew that events such as these would have been published by the paparazzi. There was no escaping or hiding from them. Her research showed photos of the men arriving at the clubs, hiding their identities as best as they could. But the last article that she stumbled across was based back in Cordonia- or so she believed. The majority of it involved what the Wags were up to whilst their men were away on the ‘lads holiday’ celebrating. Olivia had been for brunch with; Hana, Penelope and Savannah one of the day’s. However, what really caught Riley’s attention was a mystery woman in a nightclub with Madeleine- in Paphos. The two woman were snapped for the majority of the night and seemed pretty close- who was this woman, Riley wondered? If she was a close friend, why wasn’t Madeleine with her the majority of the time now? Zooming into the photo her eyes widened. Amy Amaranth. The name rang a bell for some reason but she couldn’t pin point as to why. It had rattled through her mind all night. Upon her arrival - she noticed Olivier and suddenly a lightbulb struck. Memories flooding back in an instant.

“Hey....” Sounding panic stricken, Olivier looked at her concerned.

“Bonjour belle. Que se passe-t-il?” Hello beautiful. What is the matter? Luckily Riley knew French, not fluently but enough to hold a basic conversation out.

“Amy Amaranth....” Riley didn’t need to elaborate, the look of horror was now painted across the Frenchman’s face.

“That’s a blast from the past...” Olivier hated the woman with a passion - as did most of the footballers. Those that had the sense to not become bewitched by her beauty.

“Sneak away with me for a bit? I need you to help refresh my memory, Olivier.” Nodding, he dropped the ball immediately before making their way off of the pitch. Swiftly.

****

It was half time. The Apples were beating their opponents- currently they were on a winning streak. Which made Bertrand especially proud. Riley made a beeline for Drake knowing that they only had a short amount of time before the second half kicked off.

“Congratulations, Walker.” Riley had noticed after the two goals that he had scored, he would look in her direction- smile. Then have the need to continue playing with a limited celebration.

“Thanks, Brooks..” Unable to make eye contact with her, he concentrated on wiping his boots.

“How are you?”

“As good as I can be. What about you?”

“Listen, Drake.... there’s something I need to tell you...” Ignoring his prior question, she felt the need to just get to the point.

“Don’t bother, I have an inkling about what it is...” Drake put his boots back on, avoiding looking at his ex girlfriend- he stood up and made his way towards the door. Not really wanting this conversation to continue.

“You do?” Riley questioned, hoping that they were both on the same wavelength. If Drake already knew what she needed to inform him about, it would make the whole situation a lot simpler.

“You’ve begun to see, Berger. Hence why you didn’t want to fight for us.”

“I’m not a slut, Drake!”

“Really? You slept with me when I had a girlfriend. You snuck off with him before. What was it? A quick fuck in the changing rooms? Wishing him good luck?”

“No! About us.... How dare you! It takes two to tango!”

“I don’t want to hear it, Ri. I wanted to marry you. Then you ditch me at the first sign of trouble..”

“Myself and Olivier are friends. We have been for many years. Nothing more, nothing less. You know what? It’s a good job that you never got down on one knee because if I’m so much of a ‘slut’ you’d have regretted it. Don’t bother even talking to me until you can say sorry. I can apologise for apparently ditching you- I wanted for you to have the opportunity to get to know your potential child. You wanted kids. I couldn’t give you that. Why am I even arguing with you? I needed to tell you something important, but you know what- fuck you. When it all ends in tears don’t come crawling back to me.” Barging past him, she decided to not look back. If Drake Walker didn’t want to acknowledge anything that she needed to tell him- there would be no way back for the two of them.

“Ri, wait!”

“Leave her. Drake, what the fuck is up with you?” Liam snapped towards his teammate after overhearing the raised voices. As Riley left, she shook her head and provided a deflated expression. Olivier had explained to Liam about Amy just before the match had officially begun. He was determined to help his friends out- but now was unsure as to how to do that.

“Would you leave Liv if you was in my situation? No, I didn’t think so. The blonde bimbo arrived yesterday with her bags packed. I’m stuck with her. I’ve lost Riley for good even without that outburst.”

“Drake, nobody knows about my true relationship with Olivia. We seem like the ‘Posh and Becks’ of Cordonia. But we have an open relationship. You and Riley are different -that is true love, fate. People are fucking with you both for revenge. Next time she tries to explain something to you, listen to her. Trust me. Trust her.”

****

Later on that evening, it was like mission impossible avoiding the paparazzi for Liam and Riley. Meeting in secret, Olivier then joined them in a secluded location. Out of the way of prying eyes. Using a rental car, there would be no reason for anybody to follow them. They had one aim- to warn Drake about Amy. The objective, go to the cabin to do this. Debating whether or not to just blurt the information out? Talk in a civil manner? Would Amy still be there too? Whatever was to happen, it needed to be done.

“So you two, did you both prefer it in the UK or here?” Liam asked breaking the silence surrounding the car journey.

“Neither, by the sounds of it Cordonia is as bad as Manchester for the drama. I’m glad I wasn’t here when Xavier was, I’d have killed him for all of what he put you through, Ri. But enough about us, Liam what about you? Would you ever move clubs?”

“Never say never. But at the moment I’m content where I am.”

Shortly after the brief drive, they arrived at Drake’s cabin- but remained in the car for a bit. Rehearsing what exactly they was going to say, creating different scenarios. After a while, they agreed to just be spontaneous. Riley and Olivier walked to the front door, or rather dragged themselves there. Both feeling slightly nervous about seeing the devil again after all of these years. Knocking quietly, they waited.

Drake, please can we talk?... I’m sorry about before, but there’s something you need to know....Drake, I know her. We know her. She’s not what she seems.....Amy can be sweet but she’s a psycho.

Shit. I’ve forgotten what to say.

Hearing the door creak open, Riley’s thoughts were cut short. Initial shock to begin with made her body stiffen and her brain turn to mush- not having the ability to function. That was until she witnessed the woman’s cocky smirk.

“Oh it seems we have the wrong address, Olivier. I must have amnesia- I believed that this home belonged to Drake Walker...”

“Have we been transported back to Manchester in the tardis, Riley? Bonjour, Amy - long time no see. How is your bit on the side, Aleksandr Chernyshevsky? Last I heard from him, he was playing for Arsenal. So why are you here? How is little Jenson?”

“Aleksandr must be missing his son. His son who you accused so many of the premier league players for fathering, Jenson. Including Xavier. My Xavier.”

“How nice to see you both. Again. If I was you, I’d leave now. You think that the last few months or in your case Riley- years, have been a nightmare. If you both carry on interfering it will go from bad to worse...” There was a slight distance between Riley and Olivier- but as Amy threatened this he could sense that his friend was about to do something that she could regret.

“You bit-“ Preventing Riley from continuing

“Leave her. Don’t be silly. You know how her mind works. She’s poison.”

“Oh, Olivier - you do make me laugh. Anyone would think with your words that I’m a snake.” Standing infront of Riley- the footballer had wished that it was Drake who had answered the door.

“Riley, it’s not nice to swear or shout. So...Shhh, Drake is putting his son to bed remember. Goodnight to you both.” Slamming the door behind her, she hoped that Drake hadn’t been earwigging. Sitting comfortable on the sofa, Drake finally came downstairs- pouring himself a drink before joining her.

“He’s fast asleep. This is the last night though, Amy. If that’s your real name.”

“Of course it is. I mean, people call me Amz for short. Why would you even suggest that? You saw the paperwork with both of our details on it.” Drake thought long and hard about the paperwork- to begin with the only information he was interested in was viewing the fathers details. After the initial shock, he had studied it as if it was part of some crime evidence. Something just wasn’t ‘adding up’ - especially with what the young boy had mentioned to him during the bedtime story whilst in a daze.

Mommy is lying about the name. I want to go home.

“I did indeed see the paperwork. Some things just don’t add up- that’s all. Maybe I’m just paranoid?”

“Well, don’t be. I know that you are still heartbroken over, Rachel....” Purposely mentioning the wrong name, she had hoped that this little ‘mistake’ would help with her plan succeeding.

“It’s, Riley! And I don’t want to talk about her with you when you don’t know her...” That’s what you think.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you....” Providing him with an ‘over the top’ hug, she hoped that being affectionate could be the key to his heart. “But I’m always here if you need to talk. We have a son together. Nothing more. Unless you wanted more that is. I’ll leave you to it.”

“Amy... wait!” Pausing for a moment, he knew to trust his own mind. “Do you want a drink with me?” A drunk mind always speaks the truth.

****

After leaving Drakes, Riley felt like a failure - the men could sense that in the morbidly silent car ride home. Both trying to begin any conversation to get her to respond, with no luck. Olivier had even brought up a story that had always made her laugh. It included how she had tortured him when wasn’t completing his physio correctly. Listening to Spice Girls on a loop.

“Ri, just leave it. Drake isn’t that stupid. He will soon find out the truth. We will bring this bitch down.” Liam said in a determined tone of voice, Olivier agreeing as they arrived at the Rys’s mansion.

“How long will it take us to do that though, Liam?” In all honesty he didn’t know the answer- but felt the need to remain positive for everyone that was involved.

“We’ve all managed between us all to cover up two murders. I promise you, once the truth is out regarding this child - the club will not have anymore scandals. We will remain the best team in Cordonia- and redeem any past mistakes. We’re all in this together.”

“As much as I like Leo...you’d make the better captain, Liam. Thank you for all your help.” Gently kissing him on the cheek, Liam held her tight for a while.

****

Six months later...

Prison time for Apples player? Can his year become any worse than it’s already been? I’m surprised he is still being chosen to play.

Sex scandal- one of the brunette beauties is apparently pregnant? Who is she pregnant with? She seems to be making her way through the team.

Divorce rumours for one of the Apples ‘golden couples’!

Drug scandal and prostitutes!

Match fixing?

Secret relationship uncovered!

Apples player disappears! Where is he? Why has he gone? What are the Apples going to do now?

Ex WAG dies mysteriously. The third person linked to the team. Who’s next on the ‘hit list’?

What does all of this mean for the Apples? They’ve had a rough six months between them all ever since the love child scandal with Walker. A few of the players are playing in the World Cup friendly between Cordonia and France tonight- I wouldn’t place any money on Cordonia winning which has the majority of the Apples players. It would go down the gutter like the club is.

Bertrand slammed the laptop screen down. Almost smashing it. It was bad enough having the commentators criticism during matches. But now every social media platform was joining in at any opportunity. His team wasn’t the only team to have scandals. In his mind he described it all as ‘tragic’ and ‘unlucky���. For some reason the paparazzi were just attracted to them. Like a bad smell. Focusing his gaze onto his young son, he hoped that Bartie would avoid the footballer lifestyle in the future.

No more scandals. No more shit. Think positive, Bertrand! We’ve had enough of that. No wonder I’m prematurely turning grey. Tonight is going to be a good night.

“Bertrand, are you okay?”

“I’m dandy, Sav. Is the babysitter here?”

“Yes.” Studying her husbands tense body, she really wished that he would and could retire early. The stress that he had was causing issues not only with the team but with his marriage. “You need to calm down, my love. Riley is the same. You’re both panicking but neither of you are involved with the national team. It’s a day off for the two of you.”

“No, but my reputation is. My players who have all caused scandals are playing- minus one because he’s gone awol. Your brother should have done a disappearing act instead! All of this shit happened after his love child scandal. He’s a lia-“ Hearing the familiar voice call for his wife- Bertrand prevented his vicious tongue from continuing. Taking a deep breath- he lead his wife downstairs, where they were greeted by a smiley face. An expression that was cleverly hiding/masking a fusion of mixed feelings.

“Hello, Riley. Sorry to have kept you waiting.”

“I was just going to wait in the car, but I’m desperate for the toilet. May I use it, please?”

“Well I’m not going to allow you to ruin my floor am I? I can order a taxi so you don’t have to drive.”

“Bertrand, I’m fine driving. I’m not drinking and you both know why. So I may as well do it. I’ll be two minutes.” Bertrand began pacing the room, Riley’s ‘two minutes’ seemed to last a lifetime. Eventually she joined the Beaumont’s before making their way towards her car. Riley completely oblivious to the tension between the married couple during the drive spoke positively about the upcoming match. All Bertrand could think about was which person would cause the next possible scandal.

****

Euphoria echoed around the stadium in central Cordonia. Even with all of the scandals, there was still that slight support from ‘die hard fans’.

In the tunnel, players from both sides were psyching themselves up- it was only a friendly but the French side apart from Olivier were providing snide remarks to their opponents.

“Bonne Chance! Just ignore my brothers. Ce sont des trous.” Olivier said to Drake - hoping that the match would end a draw and finish in a civil manner. Tonight he was playing piggy in the middle- wanting to stay loyal to his national team as well as his current team.

“Whatever, Berger!”

“What he means, is good luck to you too - Olivier. Isn’t that right, Drake?”

“Merci, Captain! I’ll catch up with you after the match...” Watching the French team make their way towards the pitch, Drake turned to his friend as soon as Olivier was out of view.

“Rys! I can speak for myself. I can say what I want. I’d have thought that out of everybody I could trust you to defend me. Not belittle me. These last few months you’ve been practically non existent to me.”

“I’m sorry about that. I’ve been busy dealing with my own shit. Your issues have been self inflicted. Now grow some balls and don’t fuck this match up. Be civil with everyone- including Olivier. He’s done nothing wrong to you. I’m relying on you tonight and so is Bradshaw. You need to redeem yourself. You’ve been given this opportunity to play tonight by our manager- unlike Bertrand who’s kept you benched all of these months.”

“Don’t you think that I feel shit about myself as it is without that wanker punishing me? He may be my brother in law but I hate him. I’ve lost everything. Everyone. I needed you L-“ Before Drake could continue, Maxwell came bounding over. Hyper as always.

“Guys... quick question before we go on to the pitch... Why is Olivier wearing blue and out there with the French team? He’s one of us.”

“Because he’s fucking French you absolute dipstick!” Drake snapped towards a confused Maxwell. Eventually he laughed at himself. At his own stupidity. As Drake was still scowling, and rolling his eyes - Maxwell decided to defend himself. Which was something that he rarely did. “Hey! Don’t take your shit out on me. I forgot. Jesus, Drake. You know I’m not the brightest person. It’s not my fault that you’ve messed your life up. No wonder, Riley doesn’t talk to you anymore. I’m beginning to think about doing the same if you continue to talk to me like I’m a piece of shit!”

“For your information, Beaumont.... Ri has spoken to me. A lot more than any of you have!”

“Oh, really?” Drake gulped as Maxwell asked this in a sarcastic manner. Knowing full well that he was lying with his previous statement regarding Riley- he wished that it was true. That she would talk to him more often. At this moment in time, receiving the odd text from her was better than nothing. Baby steps, he kept reminding himself.

“Yes, she came to visit me in the cell. I didn’t ask her to- but she did. She still loves me, I know deep down that she does.” The two men looked at each other not knowing what to say. Not needing a reason to cause Drake to possibly ‘rage’ again. Maxwell knew that he was already a target for Drake’s mouth to sprout abuse towards- so decided to inform his friend about some home truths.

“When you was arrested... well... she may have come to visit you. To talk to you. But that’s all it was, Drake. Since then, Riley has dealt with a lot. She’s having a good life now- actually dating again. We only know because Savannah let it slip when she was drunk.” Remaining silent, not knowing how to respond- many questions were now floating throughout Drake’s mind. Forcing himself onto the pitch, he looked up into the crowd and immediately spotted Savannah and Riley whispering in each other’s ears. Laughing. Smiling. He couldn’t remember the last time that he had witnessed Riley looking so cheerful. Thinking back to the last words that she had physically spoken to him - he now knew that he needed to get his act together. If not only for his sake, but for everybody.

Forget about the past. Bertrand has tried to sort your shit out. I don’t know if he has succeeded or not. But for now, you need to publicly apologise to the fans as well as the man that you could have potentially killed.

[xxrainbow-princessxx]

Mama knows best - Leo x Isabella, Alessandra & Natalia, m!Blaine, m!Alexei

Very short story - my TRR AU x Foreign Affairs mash up

Royalty moves in small circles and Isabella and Leo are questioning why their daughters have a sudden interest in attending Vancross ... there’s maybe 2 swear words overall so read at your warning

Approx 1,150 words

This is the first story I’ve written in a while

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Isabella’s dark chocolate brown eyes slowly raised from the book she was reading, interrupted by the giggling of her two Eighteen year old daughters wagging a booklet and piece of paper in front of her, “Mama!” Alessandra grinned, “Vancross is doing an open day... can we go?!” followed by her sister immediately begging, “Please!?!” for added effect. The Laurentian Queen’s brow furrowed as she hesitantly took the documents from the Princesses who were almost giddy with anticipation. “Please mama...” Natalia clasped her hands together excitedly, “I think it would be really good for us... you know, future leadership and for the Kingdom!” Isabella wasn’t convinced, her almond eyes narrowed ever so slightly with doubt, “I’ll think about it... I’ll need speak with...” but before she could finish her sentence, Alessandra interrupted, “We already told Papa... he and Uncle Liam think it’s a great idea!” the Laurentian Crown Princess beamed. “Did they now?” Isabella’s left brow raised slightly in question, “I’ll take a look...” Something was definitely off with this picture and Isabella was ready to find out what.

“Jimena?” Isabella called to her Lady in Waiting as the Princesses merrily skipped out the door, waiting for them to leave as she continued quietly, “Can you find out all about this ‘Open Day’ and who is currently enrolled at Vancross for me before we entertain this...” Jimena began to laugh, “They want to go to the Vancross Institute?! Is that not where King Felipe threatened to send you when he found out you were spending a little too much time with a particular Crown Prince...” Isabella’s lips began to curl upwards, “Exactly... so why the hell do those two girls want to go to a diplomacy boarding school that is ran like a military camp? I doubt the reputation has changed much...” Jimena nodded, “I’ll make a few calls...” Isabella sighed heavily as she began to shake her head as she picked up her book once again, “What are those girls up to?”

Jimena returned with her findings a few hours later just before the Royal family sat down to dinner. “So mama...” Natalia spoke the ice on the Vancross subject, “Do you think Sasha and I can go? I mean...” she began to smile, “I’m sure we’ll learn something from the experience!” but Isabella didn’t speak as she picked up her knife and fork, her eyes rolling to the left as Leo chimed in replying to his daughters, “Don’t push your luck just yet... but it doesn’t sound like a terrible idea...” Rolling with it, Isabella began to giggle to herself, “Possibly not... after all it is a three day intensive course, there wouldn’t be much time to socialise...” Natalia nudged Alessandra under the table giddily as the Crown Princess pitched in, “Yeah... we think it would be good for both of us to have more of an understanding...”

“Uh... huh... An understanding of what exactly?” Isabella quizzed the twins carefully, “Forging political alliances, the fragility of diplomacy or decisive decision making and interpretation?” Both of them looked a little nervous but nodded, “Yes mama... all of that and Princess Dionne goes there - so we already know someone...” Isabella’s lips began to curl upwards as she turned to her husband with a mischievous smile and a subtle wink, “Well then... that’s great news, I was more concerned you’d want to be there because of Blaine Hayes and Alexei Vukoja...” watching the Princesses blush ever so slightly. Leo began to clench his jaw finally realising what the girls were up to as their mother continued, “I’m sure your father recalls the First sons of Ardona and Esherstein memorably from the last Eastern and Central European bloc gala we hosted...”

Leo’s eyes narrowed at the mention of the gala, remembering all too well watching the First Son of Ardona leaning against the ballroom wall as he flirted with Natalia brazenly in front of him and telling Leo that his mom still had the hots for the Rys brothers whilst drinking her fathers supply of Lythikos wine. “Over my dead body!” Leo exclaimed, “You’ll not be going anywhere if they are in attendance!” The girls expressions dropped immediately, both pouting and protesting, “That’s not fair!” trying their hardest to make their parents see it from their perspective, “Security will be everywhere, there’s curfews...” Natalia looked over her shoulder towards Javier who guarded the door, “Javier, please tell them the security detail will be fine?!” but Isabella stepped in quickly with a smile, “It’s fine mi querida... I’m sure...” she looked back toward Leo as she placed her hand gently on her daughters arm before returning her warm chocolate brown eyed gaze, “We can let you go... I’ve already made the arrangements...”

Leo’s brow furrowed immediately at the thought, listening to his daughters squealing with delight, “Sasha... Lia...Nico...” he barked nonchalantly, “I would like a word with your mother please... in private...” All three quietly pushed out their chairs, finding solace in the family room as Leo glared at the petite brunette, “What the fuck Bella?!” The Laurentian King growled, “They’re not going!” The more Leo’s face reddened with anger, the more Isabella couldn’t help herself laughing, “Do you honestly think I am that stupid...” she began to grin, “You and Liam shouldn’t have told them it would be a good idea before you spoke to me about it!” Leo quietened down, “I didn’t know it was somewhere for Royal and entitled brats to get together! Why did you tell them they could go?!” Isabella’s almond shaped eyes narrowed as she smiled, “Because... after speaking with the headmistress and a small donation, turns out that during the Open Day - the current students will be taken ‘off campus’ suddenly for a few days... so you tell me...” the Laurentian Queen grinned as she picked up her wine glass, “Is that a decent enough punishment that they may actually learn something?”

Leo sucked in his cheeks as he lifted his own glass, clinking it against Isabella’s, “Touché...” he began to chuckle, “Education’s important...” the former Cordonian Crown’s Prince’s sea green eyes flashed a dark forest green, “... and I’m sure those boys will be pretty disappointed that they’ll be unintentionally stood up...” The Laurentian Queen’s long dark eyelashes fluttered as she took a sip of her wine, her eyes locking onto her husband’s, “People will learn not to underestimate me...” Leo slowly began to grin as he rested his finger under the petite brunette’s chin, delicately tilting it upwards towards him, his voice low and gravelly, “I never do kitten...” As Leo gently placed his lips against Isabella, the Laurentian Queen giggled softly, “They forget we were young once... do you remember our sneaking around?” The Sandy haired Cordonian stared into his wife’s eyes longingly, becoming lost as his attention was drawn to the small specks of honey and caramel that flickered in the light, “...but there’s a difference beautiful...” Leo quietly spoke, “...You were always meant to be mine...”

[msjr0119]

Sneak Peek Sunday

Thanks for the tag @cordonianroyalty and @thecordoniandiaries 👍🏼, as many of you already know I’ve been on a semi hiatus but have a few things nearly ready to post. Below is just a few of those snippets 😊

*****

Cordonian Wags

Book: The Royal Romance A/U

Zooming into the photo her eyes widened. Amy Amaranth. The name rang a bell for some reason but she couldn’t pin point why. It had rattled her mind all night, upon her arrival - she noticed Olivier and suddenly a lightbulb struck.

“Hey....” Sounding panic stricken, Olivier looked her concerned.

“Bonjour belle. Que se passe-t-il?” Hello beautiful. What is the matter? Luckily Riley knew French, not fluently but enough to hold a conversation out.

“Amy Amaranth....” Riley didn’t require to say anything else, the look of horror was now painted across the Frenchman’s face.

“That’s a blast from the past...”

“Sneak away with me for a bit? I need you to refresh my memory, Olivier.”

*****

The American Adventure

Book: The Royal Romance (part canon with a few twists/ part A/U)

Warnings: Mention of abuse.

“I think that you and I need to talk young Walker... over the years, the injuries... they weren’t accidents either?” Remaining silent, Drake concentrated looking at the crack on the floor. As if he was hypnotised.

“Drake! Answer me! I promised your father that I would look after you. If you don’t tell me I can’t help you.”

“No they weren’t accidents, Bastien. I lied. I’m sorry.” Kneeling down, he looked into Drakes eyes- reassuring him that he would be there always. “Who did all of this to you, son. Tell me.” Drake removed his shirt, Bastien gasped as he could visibly see markings. “The Ki-the King did this....”

Drake explained how every time he stood paralysed with fear, attempting for his body not to tremble as it would result in more abuse. “He was embarrassed.... that he had to take myself and Savannah in. Every time I avoided doing noble things he would shout at me, saying I was lucky that I had him ... asking why I was ungrateful. Why I couldn’t act noble like Sav?” Explaining all this felt like relief in some way. That he didn’t have to hide the abuse from everybody. The ‘sulky’ attitude that he had helped cover the true facts up. Describing how the King would have bloodshot eyes, as well as the thick saliva that formed around his mouth as he spat towards him. Once he was in this rage, Drake just responded with a gesture such as shaking or nodding his head or one worded answers- fearing what would occur if he said or did anything wrong.

“He threatened to put me up for adoption if I didn’t abide by his rules. There are blanks, half of the time I don’t remember things. But he just acts all normal as if nothing has happened. I want to leave Cordonia as soon as I can, Bast. But what would people think?”

“Don’t you worry about it. You have me. I will not allow him to hurt you again. Do you understand me? Go back with the others. I need to go and see someone.” Drake brushed past Bastien, knowing that he was about to re-enter the cabin and be questioned by everybody. Keep up with the fall lie. “Oh Drake, I think that Andy appreciates you for defending his daughter. But she can look after herself. Trust me. She’s stronger than she looks.”

“How do you know?”

“Instinct. Just like instinct tells me that you wouldn’t defend any girl. I know how young men’s minds work. That girl punched Nate back. I wouldn’t worry about him anymore, she’s got your back. See you later, son.”

*****

A Proposal

A/N: This has been in my drafts since January, I never posted it- just because I’ve been so busy with other things.

Book: The Royal Romance

Pairings: Liam x Riley, Maxwell x Riley

Liam poured himself a scotch in his quarters, ever since his unexpected introduction with her- for some reason he couldn’t stop thinking about everything regarding the mystery lady. Inviting Drake and Maxwell over, he needed a distraction. A big one at that.

“Li? Are you okay?” Drake asked the moment he set foot in the room. Usually Liam wouldn’t send out an SOS, he would just get on with things. As a future king would do.

“Yes, I’m sorry for disturbing you both. The whole situation regarding Leo’s abdication- it’s just not fully sunk in yet. I don’t know if I will cope with the social season- I don’t want that.” Pausing, Drake chewed on the inside of his cheek- not really knowing how to respond. All of their life they had assumed that all the responsibility would revolve around Leo. The eldest prince. The rightful future monarch. “I met someone today......” Liam continued, both of his friends gazes focused onto him- both noticing the sudden sparkle surrounding his baby blues.

“A little birdie told me that you met Riley today...” Maxwell interrupted, whilst scoffing his face with a box of an unknown delicacy to the two men stood near him.

“Who?”

“Riley Brooks. Liam’s new ‘personal assistant’. She’s awesome. A bit boring when she’s at work, but she’s very motivated- she delivers her work to the highest standard. You’ll be fine with her by your side, you can trust her with anything.”

“And how do you know her, Beaumont?”

“She worked for us, but then we got into a bit of money trouble. Don’t ask. Bertrand will kill me if you both knew. Anyway.... I promised that I’d find her a new job as we had to let all of our staff go. I had to grovel with the King to give her a chance. That wasn’t a pretty sight, I’m surprised that I’m still walking to be honest- he looked as if he was going to kill me. Once your social season ends she will probably go back to New York. I will miss her.”

“Maxwell, tell me everything about her. I’d like to know.”

“Erm... what exactly do you want to know, Liam?”

****

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Cordonian Wags

Part 26

In a world full of Professional footballers and their demanding wives- can their football team nicknamed the ‘Cordonian Apples’ succeed? An American female physiotherapist joins the club. Will this cause issues with the footballers wives?

*This series is based on The Royal Romance characters who belong to Pixelberry - AU Plot switch*

Please do not read if you are under the age of 18. If you do you are consenting that you are over this age. If any of the below warnings affect you, please don’t continue to read.

Warnings: Swearing, mention of cancer treatment, mention of a one night stand, mention of drugs (past tense), jealousy, mention of infertility.

A/N: Another filler chapter 😊, sorry for being so useless - the last chapter was posted in May 😮

Previously: Riley received her results, her and Drake became closer again. That was until a ‘boys night’ out where a stranger informed Drake that he had fathered her son many years ago. Catch up here.

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****

“I can’t. You see... we have a son together....” The woman provided crocodile tears unknown the men. Drake froze- in shock. There were so many thoughts running through his mind; embarrassment that he couldn’t remember that weekend. What the hell did this mean for him and Riley? Then he believed that she was faking it for a story- to gain money.

“You’re lying! Leave us alone.” Believing that his ignorance would make the woman disappear, he was wrong. She remained stood next to him refusing to leave.

“Drakeeeeee....” Maxwell prolonged his name in a whiny tone, as his drunk mind thought back to that weekend.

“For fuck sake, Max... what?”

“The morning after you know what.... there was a woman leaving your room. But she was brunette...” Doubting himself after realising that this woman was blonde, his drunk mind couldn’t function anymore- even if he tried.

“I change my hair colour all of the time.” She interrupted as she shrugged her shoulders defending herself. Clicking on to her photo album, she showed Drake a picture of the young boy.

“He looks like his daddy doesn’t he?”

“This is something that you’d fucking do. Riley is going to be heartbroken.” Liam whispered to Leo.

“Just because she has a picture of a kid, it doesn’t mean that it’s Drakes. We better get back to warn Riley....” Before Leo could continue, their phones all beeped in unison. Fuck.

“Listen, if you are being sincere I want a DNA test. Now I’m going home, to spend time with my girlfriend. If the kid is mine, then I will pay for him.”

“Don’t you want to get to know him?” Sounding sincere, the other men in a way were glad that it wasn’t them stuck in this situation. Without each other knowing they were all wondering how Riley would react. They knew that Drake was determined to keep his relationship with Riley- but how would he do that now?

“No, not yet anyway. I need to see my girlfriend.”

“That’s if she’s still your girlfriend. Here’s my number. Text me yours and we will discuss anything and everything.” Snatching the napkin away with the number on it, he didn’t care what his teammates had planned for the remainder of the evening.

****

In the taxi on the way back, there was silence- unlike the others who had sobered up quickly due to the shock, Maxwell was still drunk. Pissing in a bottle in the back seat, carefully aiming it before they got fined.

“So congratulations baby daddy. Actually it’s not a baby... it’s a kid... ah you know what I mean.”

“Shut the fuck up Maxwell!” Everybody jumped in reaction to Drake’s tone of voice. “The one person I wanted so desperately to have a child with I can’t. I fucking asked her to marry me before her operation. But she fell asleep so I never mentioned it again. I’ve only just won her trust back, I was planning to propose to her properly- especially now we’ve had this positive news about her condition. I had everything fucking planned out. Do you think she would accept the situation if he is my son?” The Rys’s just shrugged their shoulders, deep down they knew that Riley most likely wouldn’t accept it to begin with- especially as the mother of the child was still around. Dropping Maxwell off first, they were relieved that he wasn’t part of their company anymore.

The two brothers, decided to go into Bastien’s for extra support- they had a feeling that they was about to either enter a battlefield or a situation that would be similar to being in a morgue.

****

Bastien opened the door after hearing the taxi pull up, he was stuck in the middle. He was close to Drake, but Riley was his niece- therefore it would be hard for him to ‘pick a side’.

“Drake... it’s not a good idea for you to be here.”

“Bast... please...” Riley walked over, the men could tell that she was beyond upset.

“Ri, talk to me please....” Closing her eyes, she didn’t make eye contact with any of them- instead just walked to the corner of the room. Drake followed her, hoping that she would talk to him. Even just look at him.

“I don’t remember that weekend. Christ, I don’t even remember her for that matter. We won the league and went to Paphos to celebrate. I remember the flight there and back. A few bars. That is it.”

“It doesn’t matter.” Sighing, she didn’t want this conversation to last any longer than it needed. “What’s done is done, Drake.”

“I love you. I want us to be together. If it is my kid. It doesn’t change anything between us. He’s around six years old. It was before we even got together. I was single. Please, Ri...”

“But it does...” Finally making eye contact with him, a single tear crept out of the corner of her eye. “You potentially have a child, a child that has missed out years with his father..I love you, Drake. There won’t be a day that will go by without me loving you. But you and I.... that cannot happen at the moment.”

“Ri....”

“Please just let me finish...” Drake nodded, if anything he knew what the conversation was leading to. And it was breaking his heart. “You need to be a father to your child. You might even grow close to it’s Mother. I’m sorry, but I want - I need you to focus on the child.”

“I will focus on him. If he is my son. It’s probably bullshit, Riley. But we can still be together. Please. Don’t split up with me... I’m begging you...” Kissing him slowly, this was her way in saying goodbye. “I think you should go.”

“No! I’m not leaving. Not without you anyway. When you was going in for your operation, I asked you to marry me. But you fell asleep. I want you to be my wife. The mother of my children. My life.”

“Don’t make this any harder... just be a father. Something that you’ve always wanted. Something that I can never give you. I love you, always.” Walking away, the men suggested that he left her alone. Even if it killed him. They knew how much he loved her, and that the two of them both would require some time to get their heads around the situation. Going upstairs he packed his bags, feeling heartbroken that he was going home alone. Again. Ambling downstairs, he wiped the tears- not wanting to gain attention to himself. If the rumour was true, it was self infliction.

“I’m sure she will come around, son. Just give her time. It’s just shit after shit, but you’ve both pulled through in the past.”

“Why us though? Look after her for me Bast..”

Before leaving, he wanted to try one last attempt at persuading her to change her mind.

“Ri.. it might not be my child. If he is, I will provide for him. As I want to provide for you. I’m going to leave. I hope that you’ll come home at some point, the ring that is on the side in your room. It’s yours. Even if you don’t want to talk to me ever again, no one will ever replace the love I have for you...” Leo and Liam provided her with a soft smile, before hugging her and escorting Drake away. Holding the tears back, Bastien held on to her tightly reassuring her that everything was going to get better. Nodding in agreement to everything that he said, she then made her way to her bedroom. Seeing the velvet box on the dressing table- she opened it. Her heart instantly sunk.

I don’t want to give my Grandmother’s ring to anyone but you. You mean the world to me, I love you unconditionally. I hope that you will talk to me when you’re ready. X

****

A couple of days after, Drake text the mystery woman. Not that he wanted to. He needed to. The sooner the paternity results of the child came back, the sooner he could work out his life plan.

“Thank you for communicating with me. Your home is beautiful...”

“So, I need that test done as soon as possible. Then we can work out what we are going to do depending on the results.” The woman silently began to panic. “Of course. I’ve got the swab in my bag. Results can take days if you want it to be quick.”

“Great. I’ll do it now then.” A few minutes later, Drake handed her the swab back.

“I need to go to training. Once the results come back, contact me.”

“I will do. My names Amy by the way.”

“Talk to you soon, Amy.”

****

Riley joined Bastien downstairs, the last few days she had kept herself to herself. The ring was still where Drake had left it. All she could think about was him. The possibility that they could have been engaged. The possibility that she would be a step mother. If Luis was still alive, she believed that Drake would step into the step father role- no problem. Could she do it too in these circumstances? All these what ifs didn’t matter, now- not until the child’s paternity was disclosed. The night that she was with the girls, Madeleine and Kiara had both text her- at the time she believed it was suspicious. Just the two of them causing trouble. That was until she looked on Twitter.

NEWS JUST IN- A few of the Apples players attended the Applewood Bar just now when it was disclosed that striker Drake Walker has a secret love child. There is evidence which we will publish soon. What does this mean for Walkers relationship with Riley Brooks? They are on and off like a light switch - The Trend

“Coffee?” Bastien asked her. He was relieved that she had finally come out of her hovel. “I can skip training, as far as I’m aware they are all okay. It’s highly unlikely that they will pick up an injury- I’m sure Bertrand and Leo won’t mind. We can go for lunch?”

“It’ll be just your luck that one of them accidentally breaks something and neither of us are there. We can go for something to eat after if you’d like?”

“Sounds great. I’ll see you later, sweetheart.”

****

Riley arrived at the cafe, meeting her arch enemies not that she wanted to. She would much prefer to be in Timbuktu or stuck on a deserted island. Taking a deep breath she immediately saw the two of them providing fake smiles.

“Bonjour, Riley.” Bonjour home wrecker bitch, was what Kiara really intended on saying.

“It’s good to see you, Riley. I believed that you’d be in hiding after the hideous comments that The Trend has previously made about you.” Riley thought about the last few days worth of tweets regarding her. Deep down she believed that the British press were cruel towards her- now she realised that no matter where in the world a ‘celebrity’ would be the press would psychotic vultures.

“Us Americans are made of steel ladies. Nothing can break us. So why did you want to see me?” Why am I here? They’ve probably set a trap up for me.

“We just wanted to make sure that you are coping with everything. That weekend in Paphos, the men were all wasted, they will have all had one night stands. Leo cheated on me, and they wonder why I turned into a bitch? I’m surprised it was Drake who managed to get someone pregnant that weekend.” No you’ve always been a bitch, and always will be. Wait! How does she know where and when this woman became pregnant? No information has been disclosed about this.

“Surprising huh. You never know Madeleine, there could be more kids knocking about...” Deciding to keep her enemies close, she decided to play nice as this whole situation was suspicious.

“Wouldn’t surprise me. You better warn your sister.” Kiara suggested in a serious manner.

“It would deserve her right though wouldn’t it? Look how karma bit me in the ass. I’m sorry, Kiara. Every couple has arguments and fights right? And I stole your man, it serves me totally right.” The two women looked at each other with a confused expression. Wondering why Riley was on their side?

“Well this kid looks like Drake, there’s no doubt about it. Let’s hope that he can afford six years worth of child maintenance..” How does she know what this child looks like?

“He better score some more goals then, hadn’t he ladies? Erm, I really need to get off. Maybe we can be friends? Do this again? I’m sorry for everything in the past, but I’m hoping that we can be friends. I’m not really part of the team- I’m just the physio. The three of us are outsiders, so we can arrange our own ladies nights? Have fun as the three singletons?” Riley didn’t wait for the two of them to elaborate, her jaw and cheeks were beginning to ache with all the fake smiles. “Here, have a few drinks on me as an apology. We will arrange something real soon. I promise.” Leaving the table, she let out a sigh of relief that she could escape.

“See I told you we would get her on our side, Ki. As a newcomer, these girls just think about getting laid with the footballers. They don’t think of the consequences. I’d have thought that she would have known out of everybody though- due to her previously being a Wag herself. Karma really does happen- eventually.” Raising the glass of champagne, she smirked towards her best friend. “Cheers, Kiara.”

****

Arriving at the stadium, she knew that everyone was going to be shocked with her presence. Luckily they were all still in the changing room, walking on to the field she tied her hair in a high pony tail and put her tracksuit on. Hearing the stampede appear a few minutes later, she turned around to face them all smiling at each and everyone - including Drake. She wasn’t going to ignore him totally. Bastien and the Rys’s immediately ran over to her.

“What the fuck are you doing here? If you’re coming back to work there’s no need for me to be here...” Winking at her, she knew that when she was ready to return full time, that Bastien would stick around. As extra support.

“I need to tell you all something....I’ve just met up with Madeleine and Kiara...”

“WHY THE FUCK HAVE YOU MET UP WITH THEM?” Leo snapped that loud, that his voice echoed around the stadium- causing everybody to stare at the group. All wondering why their captains positive attitude had suddenly changed.

“That night, they text me about the woman and Drake before The Trend tweeted about it. Then they asked to meet up...”

“So that’s why you was up and about this morning..”

“Precisely... anyway... I met them, and they were talking about Drakes situation- Madeleine knew about information that hasn’t yet been published. She knew exactly how old the kid was- Drake knew because she told him about Paphos. Madeleine told me where and when this woman apparently conceived.”

“She’s right, Nothing has been said on any social media about the full details as of yet. How does Madeleine know?” Liam confirmed. They all looked at each other, then focused their gaze onto Drake who was doing kick ups- keeping himself busy. “I’m meeting them again at some point...” Riley broke the silence, if not she would just be staring at Drake at day- she missed him immensely.

“No you’re not!”

“Yes I am, Leo. If they are behind this, Drake deserves to know...”

“At least wait until the tests come back, he was saying before that she went to his house to do the swab. It might not even be his. If they are involved, it could just be a fake story...” Liam suggested before elaborating. “At least take Olivia with you when you meet them. Or Hana. I’d avoid Lindsey just because she’s in a relationship with Leo.”

“Are you two going to do some work today?” Bertrand interrupting scowling, his two main players would rather be like gossiping old women in his mind. Not taking their job seriously.

“Sorry, Bertrand. It was my fault. They are both yours now.”

“Very well, get on the pitch you two.... It’s good to see you back, Riley. You’re looking well. Are you okay to be working though?”

“Of course I am, I’ll take it slow. It’ll be like a phased return. Don’t worry.” Patting her on the back, he left them. Riley and Bastien made their way off of the pitch, but someone pulled her to the side.

“Bonjour, stranger!”

“Hey, Olivier.” Picking her up, he held her tightly before placing her back on to the ground. Once upon a time, they were close friends. When Xavier had accused her of having an affair with him, she ghosted him- for her own safety. Drake noticed how close they were, jealousy raged throughout his body. Seeing her from a distance, he wished that it was he that was with her. However, would allow her to come to him first. Not wanting to give her any excuse to avoid him even more.

“How are you doing? I’m sorry about everything. Xavier, mainly. If I’d have known, I’d have.. we’d have....” Placing her finger on to his lips, she didn’t want to talk about the past- instead it was her aim to focus on the present and future.

“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it. Please don’t break anything this time though... you’re a very bad patient!”

“I’ll try not to. I wouldn’t be playing again if it wasn’t for you. I’m forever grateful. So, Merci.”

“I’d be a rubbish physio if I’d let you all injure yourselves and not be able to play again.”

“You’re the best. Maybe we could go out for a drink or something at some point? A little catch up?” Rubbing his neck, he was nervous suggesting this. He had always believed that she was beautiful but didn’t want to break the ‘friend zone’ rules. Not only that, he didn’t want Drake to attempt to break one of his limbs as she was his girl first.

“Sure, let me know when and where.” Kissing her on the cheek, he suggested that she decided on when they would meet up. Drake had enough of watching the interaction between the two of them, storming off of the pitch he headed towards the changing room. Riley followed him, not knowing what to expect.

“Hey.. what are you doing?”

“I needed to use the restroom.” Lying, he didn’t want to inform her about the truth. How heartbroken he was, how jealous he was seeing her smile and laugh with his new team mate.

“Okay, I’ll leave you to it.”

“Riley......”

“Yeah?”

“Nothing, it doesn’t matter. Look after yourself...” I love you.

“Drake... I....” I love you “I will. You too.”

****

A week after training, the majority of the main team minus Drake met up at Liam’s. In secret- making sure that the paparazzi wasn’t aware.

“Is this a belated celebratory party for Riley then?” Slinging his shoulder over her, he wanted a good excuse to party as always.

“No, Maxwell. Listen it’s about this whole thing regarding Drake. What happened in Paphos?”

“It was pretty much like the hangover. Except we didn’t end up with a tiger in the hotel room... imagine if we did.” Not taking the conversation seriously, Maxwell was now imagining the team hungover in some hotel room with a tiger. Laughing to himself, he was thinking about going to Vegas next time.

“Well I can remember bits, I remember having a different woman each night.” Lindsey sighed at her boyfriends truthfulness as she shook her head. “Hey, I’m not like that anymore. I vaguely remember Drake pushing women away. All he cared about was what whiskey he was drinking. Unlike us, he was never interested in flirting with women. Jeeze, when he got with Kiara- Maxwell asked her out on behalf of him.”

“But Drake did have a brunette come out of his room....” Maxwell knew that this was a fact, even if he was still intoxicated the following morning- so needed to repeat himself about it.

“Where was Drake?” Riley asked, hoping to get straight to the point.

“Asleep in the bath, wearing his boxers- covered in vomit...which is unlike him. Because, ya know- he can drink anyone under the table.. maybe it was those pills I popped in to our first drinks that made us all the way we was.” Shrugging his shoulder, he jumped as the brothers both shouted in unison.

“You did what?”

“It doesn’t matter...” Riley said not having the time for full details- all she wanted to know was the specific details of that weekend, ones that involved Drake. “So...Drake was passed out in the bath. Can a man fuck a woman if they are that drunk?” Everybody turned to face Leo, if anyone knew the answer to that it would be him.

“Hey! Why are you all looking at me to answer that question?”

“Because I know I can’t, big brother. I’d say that you’re the most experienced one to answer this question. Once I’m drunk I struggle to cum so don’t bother.”

“That is true, but you make up for it.” Olivia winked.

“I’d probably attempt it, but no I probably wouldn’t be able to do it - especially if I was drugged!” Scowling towards Maxwell, as he mentioned the drugs- Maxwell just shrugged as if it was something and nothing.

“So did anyone contact any of you? Expecting for it to be more than a holiday fling?” The men looked at each other and shook their heads.

“So are we in agreement that this woman could be lying? To sell a story or something?”

“If Madeleine and Kiara are involved- it could be anything from selling a story, to getting revenge on the club. Next time you meet them, I’m coming with you, Riley. So is, Hana.”

“Am I?” Hana began to panic, not really wanting to get involved in this type of drama.

“Yes, you are! Penelope I know you’d come up with some lame excuse so I’ll accept your rejection now. And Savannah, you’d just fuck the whole plan up. Sorry not sorry.”

“Liv! I’m not that bad! I want my brother to be happy. Again. With Riley.” Providing Riley with a soft smile, deep down she knew that it was Riley’s and Drakes relationship that was on the line- but she hoped that they could fight for their love.

“Olivia! I have children to look after. I can talk to Kiara. If you need me to. Myself and Zeke haven’t spoken to her much but we haven’t totally shut her out of our life.”

“Personally I don’t think that my sister would be involved. She would know that we would completely disown her. Then she would have nobody.” Zeke elaborated, as much as he hated Kiara for her past actions he would keep peace to get to the bottom of this mess if Kiara was the mastermind behind it all.

“If the child is miraculously his, would you get back with him, Ri? He misses you so much. We can all tell.” Everybody waited impatiently for an answer. In a way wishing that Maxwell wouldn’t bring up such an insensitive question.

“I miss him too. But if the child is his, he needs to focus on him first. Then maybe in the future, we could reunite... so if plan A fails- I’ve got a plan B up my sleeve.” Leaving the sentence at that, they all wondered what Riley was planning. They continued to drink for a few hours even though they shouldn’t - but Bertrand was doing it too. To pass time they all talked mainly about; the upcoming matches, the possibility of having a new chairman to replace Constantine, the need for a new manager or at least a head coach if Bertrand was to become a full time manager.

“Right, see you all at the match tomorrow.” Liam thanked everybody for their company, before escorting each and every one of them out of his mansion.

****

Drake had text everyone wondering what they was up to. Unlike them all, especially Maxwell. No one had responded. He knew that he shouldn’t drink the night before match day - but he felt so alone. Hearing a knock at the door, he had hoped it was one of his friends- just for a bit of company. Or even Riley.

“Oh... it’s you.” Not sounding very enthusiastic about his surprise visitor at such a time, he now regretted opening the door.

“Hi, sorry to drop by. But the results came back today. I’ve brought your son, Luis to meet you.” My son. Fuck. Luis? Riley would never get back with me now.

“Tonight is not an appropriate time to meet him. I need to rest for the match tomorrow.”

“Rest? Why is there a whiskey in your hand then?” Fuck. “Come on honey, this is your daddy.” The child looked up at his mother- he seemed hesitant, Drake assumed he was just shy. Amy barged her way through the door with two bags. Much to Drake’s disgust.

“Care to explain to me as to why you are practically moving in to my house without asking?”

“I’m not moving in, I just thought that we could stay a few days.... So you can get to know him better.”

“Show me the paperwork...” smirking, she handed it to him in an instant. She could sense the disappointment creep up onto his face- but she didn’t care one bit.

“You can stay for one night. I’ll go and make a bed up for him. You can sleep on the couch!” Agreeing, she knew this was step one. Eventually, Drake may even fall for her- or so she had hoped. Otherwise she would be a dead woman.

“Mommy why did you call me Luis, my name is Jenson? I want to see Daddy. My real Daddy.” Crouching down to the young child, she placed her finger across her lips whilst whispering ‘shhh’.

“Just play along darling. Your aunt has promised to get you anything that you want if you just lie. Do it for Aunt Maddy.”

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Cordonian Wags

Part 24

In a world full of Professional footballers and their demanding wives- can their football team nicknamed the ‘Cordonian Apples’ succeed? An American female physiotherapist joins the club. Will this cause issues with the footballers wives?

Book: The Royal Romance (A/U plot switch)

*Majority of the characters belong to Pixelberry*

Please do not read if under the age of 18. If you do, you are consenting that you are over this age. If any of the trigger warnings below affect you, please do not continuing reading the chapter! 😊

Warnings: Swearing, mention of cancer, mention of sex, mention of domestic abuse (past tense).

A/N: I feel like this is a filler chapter, and some of you may hate Riley in this 🤷‍♀️. As always there’s drama 🤦🏻‍♀️

Word Count: 2100ish

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*****

Fuck.

Running out of the bathroom, Riley knew exactly who it was- and she wasn’t going to stop until she confronted the woman.

“What are you doing here?”

“Oh, Riley. I do feel for you. Honestly I do. But I hope that you don’t fight this.”

“Take that back Kiara! What are you doing here anyway?” Drake snapped towards his ex.

“I’m paying my respect to my lover, who was murdered if you’ve forgotten. Both myself and Madeleine are here. Then I saw you run off Drake- I wanted to make sure that you was okay.” Moving closer towards him, she reached her arm out towards him- hoping to comfort him. However he dodged it, instead wrapping his arms around Riley’s waist.

“No, I’m not okay- but that is none of your concern. Don’t tell anyone what you overheard...”

“Drake.. I know how much Riley means to you. But I’m here still. I can heal you.” Fuck she said something similar in my dream.

“I’m still here you know! You never deserved someone like Drake!”

“Maybe not, but people change. As I said, I hope that you don’t fight this. I’m still here- and I’ll always be here. Along with your ex husbands money.. we can have a great future, Drake. Don’t worry I’ll keep your little secret, won’t be long until the press find out though...” Walking away with a smirk, Riley didn’t trust her one bit- Kiara would do anything and everything to ruin their relationship.

And that’s it- full time! Well done to the Apples, what a fantastic match.

“Shall we head up upstairs? I’ll quickly change before they all go to the changing room. I’ll meet you up there.” Riley just nodded, knowing that going upstairs was about to be like entering a battlefield.

*****

Arriving upstairs, there were the usual familiar faces- the other WAGS. Then there was Kiara and Madeleine smirking, as if neither had done anything wrong in the past. They shouldn’t be there. They had no right to be there. They were ex partners. Not part of the ‘team’ anymore. Joining Olivia at the bar, Riley ordered a double whiskey. Ever since her cancer diagnosis she had avoided alcohol- but due to her run in with Kiara prior she needed it for Dutch courage.

“Woah, slow down.. what’s the matter with you?” Olivia asked, looking at her concerned. Ordering another, she really didn’t care what anyone thought anymore.

“Kiara and Madeleine are here. Kiara knows something about me. She’s not going to stop.”

“What does she know? Just ignore them. They’ll soon be booted out of here.”

“It doesn’t matter....”

“I killed your husband for you, if there’s something on your mind you can talk to me...”

“Kiara wants Drake back. That’s all.” Partially lying, she didn’t want to disclose the other reasoning as to why she was upset with Kiara’s presence in the room.

“Well Kiara can go and fuck herself with a baguette. He’s yours, he’s smitten with you. Don’t ever allow that French talking moron to steal him from you.” But one day I’m not going to be here, Riley thought to herself. Feeling familiar arms go around her waist, she was going to cherish every moment with Drake from now on.

*****

Bertrand provided a short speech regarding the deaths of Constantine and Xavier. Even though deep down he didn’t want to as he was aware of their true personalities he felt the need to. To prove to the press that the club were fully ‘heartbroken’ about the news. Clearing his throat he quickly changed the subject, the club had some positive news to share.

“Before the chairman passed away, he was in the process of signing two new players to join our club. Since his passing, I completed these contracts with the support of; the head of recruitment, head of performance and analysis as well as the chief scout. I am pleased to announce that the two men who will be joining us will be arriving tomorrow. You may all know one of them, Neville Vancouver....”

“Who’s neville Vancouver?” Riley whispered in Leo’s ear.

“Trust me, you don’t want to know. He thinks he’s better than the rest of us. We played against his team last year, he has some beef with Drake. We don’t know why. He is always determined to break Drakes leg. I think it’s because Drake doesn’t have family who played professional football prior to him.”

“He sounds a snobby arsehole...” Leo high fived her. If his father wasn’t already dead, he potentially would be now. This news would never go down well with the team.

“The second player hasn’t played for Cordonian team before, so it’s a big change for him. I hope that you all make him feel welcome. Riley, you may know him....” Riley’s eyes widened, panic started running through he veins- wondering why she would know him.

“His name is Olivier Berger...”

“Fuck!” Not knowing how loudly that word slipped out, she soon had an audience as Bertrand continued talking about the mans career.

“Fuck?” Drake and Leo questioned her.

“Olivier played alongside Xavier in Manchester....”

“So why is that bad?”

“He’s the reason Xavier ....” Feeling like she couldn’t breathe, flashbacks from her past soon entered her mind.

“He’s one of the reasons that arsehole hurt my sister! Riley helped him recover from an injury and Olivier was forever grateful for her saving his career. That was all. Nothing more but Xavier became jealous.” Without fully elaborating, the gentlemen knew exactly what Lindsey was referring to. The abuse that Riley had received due to Xavier’s jealousy.

“Well it’ll be nice for him to have a friendly face when he arrives.” Drake said in a positive manner. Encouraging her not to worry about it.

“To end this speech, I’d just like to thank you all for putting in so much effort in today’s match. Even with the little disturbance from you Walker. Carry on putting one hundred per cent.....” Bertrand paused his speech as his phone began ringing along with a few notifications. Declining the call he read the notifications- his eyes widened before locking eyes with Riley. Suddenly an echo of gasps surrounded the room.

“Riley?” Bertrand managed to croak out, leading all eyes to land in her direction. Drake could feel Riley’s grip become tighter. Liam and Leo pulled her in for a tight hug, now she knew what was happening. Drake left her side. Not that he wanted to. Storming towards Kiara and Madeleine, they both fluttered their eyelashes towards him.

“Drake I’m so sorry to read about this...” Madeleine expressed in a fake sorrowful tone of voice before smirking.

“How could you do this Kiara?” Kiara pulled him to the side.

“I didn’t. I may have in a way threatened to do it but I would never do that. She’s dying anyway, so I just needed to be patient to win you back.”

“You and I were the only people who knew. So do explain to me how the press know the minute you found out?” Focusing her gaze towards her friend, Madeleine raised her drink into the air whilst winking. This was all the proof Drake needed. Somehow the witch knew. And exposed it. Still not trusting Kiara’s words, he decided to turn his anger towards the blonde. Kiara grabbed his arm, forcing him to face her. Caressing his cheek, she provided him with a soft smile as he tried to force his body away from her. Pulling him closer to her, she placed her lips on to his- keeping a tight grip on him.

“I love you, Drake. I’m always going to be here. I wouldn’t hurt you again.” Drake stood still, in shock that she would pull a stunt like this.

“Riley! Wait!” Pushing Kiara off of him, he saw all of his team mates run after Riley as the door slammed shut.

“Get the fuck out of my life, Kiara!”

*****

Drake kept calling and texting Riley but there was no answer. From his point of view he knew that she was in shock as the Rhys held her tight. Wishing it was him instead. Wishing that he had stayed comforting her rather than demanding the truth from his ex. Instead Kiara forced a kiss up on his lips, and Madeleine was back with her cunning plans. Causing trouble as she always did.

Arriving home, he hoped that she was there. That hope soon disappeared. Heading straight to her apartment, he had the press following his every move. No luck there either. Trying each of his team mates houses, no one had seen or heard from her.

Riley Brooks the Apples physio, loses her ‘ex’ husband. Now according to an anonymous source there is talk of a cancer scare? Is there trouble in paradise, as Drake Walker has been spotted driving around Cordonia- we assume searching for his girlfriend? More news to follow....

Entering the cabin alone, he was worried for her welfare and state of mind. He kept trying to contract her, losing his mind. He hoped that she would return on her own accord.

Please let me know that you are okay. Please come home. I love you so much x

*****

“He’s gone. You can come out now.”

“Thank you for covering for me.”

“He’s going to be losing his mind! Explain to us everything. Now!”

“Yes, I have cancer. I’m having an operation in a couple of weeks time. I didn’t want to worry anyone...so I didn’t want it to become public knowledge until after the op. Kiara overheard us discuss it. She’s the one that went to the press....” Breaking down in tears, her two friends comforted her as best as they could.

“And then he kissed her...” Barely speaking the words out- she felt as if her world had come crashing down in an instant.

“He wouldn’t kiss her on his own accord. It seemed like it was forced.”

“He’s a man, why couldn’t he push her away? If he loved me, he would have stayed with me. Stayed away from her.”

The two of them looked concerned at each other, Drake was a man who couldn’t defend himself against Kiara’s abuse for years. If a stranger looked at her, she looked innocent and sweet- possibly gave the impression of being the doting girlfriend. But she wasn’t.

“You need to talk to him. Let him know that you’re safe at least.”

“I will do. At some point. I promise. I won’t be a burden for you both.”

*****

Two weeks later, Riley was at hospital preparing for her operation. She had stayed at her friends house, but refused to see Drake. Speaking to him on the phone, the conversations hit a dead end- he had insisted on coming to see her just to make sure that she was okay. However, she refused. Just saying that she will see him after her operation. In those two weeks, he kept himself to himself- whilst trying to hunt Madeleine down. To question her about her actions, to ask what benefitted her from doing this.

Arriving at the hospital, he demanded to know where Riley was- Lindsey had text him confirming that she was having the operation today.

“Mr Walker, you can’t see her just yet. I’ll let her know that you are here when she comes out of recovery.”

“That’s not good enough! Please... I just need to see her. Even if it’s for a minute.” Unlike Leo, he didn’t like to use his money for bribery- but in this situation, anything was worth a try.

“Right this way, Mr Walker.” Following the receptionist, she introduced him to the theatre nurse in charge. Knowing that they were going against hospital policies and procedures- the nurse led Drake into the room.

“What are you doing here?” Wondering why the staff would allow him to enter the room, whilst she laid down having her cannula inserted.

“I told you that I was going to be here every step...I’m going to hold your hand until you fall asleep, and I’m going to be here when you wake up.”

“Ki... Kia.. Kiara...” Seeing the anaesthetic quickly work its magic, he knew he had to be quick with his words.

“She forced that kiss upon me... I love you, Riley. We are going to get through this together- we are soulmates, you came in to my life for a reason. We are going to have a baby once this is over. I’m going to continue to play, to provide for the two of us...Madeleine was the one that went to the press, I assume anyway. Please don’t shut me out. I know that you’re upset, we didn’t plan for it to come out the way it did. But I’m here, always.”

“Dr.. Drake...” Forcing his hand off of hers, she may be half asleep but her brain was still fully functioning for the moment. Forcing her hand back into his, he kissed it softly. Letting it linger there.

“Marry me Riley...”

[msjr0119]

WIP

So I’ve been slightly drunk for the last 24hours - not like me one bit 😉... Hope everyone has had a brilliant day 😘🎄🍸

I’ve even been ‘forced’ to do a new series and Drake x Kiara one shot 😭 - @dangerouseggseagleartisan took advantage of my drunk mind good job I love you so much girl 🤣 Here’s what I’m working on at the minute...

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End Game

Series Request of Riley x Liam based around the song End Game - Taylor Swift ft Future and Ed Sheeran - where Liam is jealous of Riley and Drake spending time together and questions her because he thinks something is going on with them, but nothing is, and he feels he has a right to be jealous even though he’s engaged to Maddy 🙄 ⬇️moodboard by the fabulous @dangerouseggseagleartisan 🥰

*****

Cordonian Wags

“What is it?” Riley looked into his eyes, they provided hope. She couldn’t tell him the truth not yet. The future. He is planning our future even after what has happened.

“Erm, the nurse has just advised me to not have sex for a few weeks. That’s all.”

“Ri, I don’t care about sex. Just having you in my life, when we are ninety with a football team of grandkids... that is all I want.” Ninety. Grandkids. Shit. I’m going to break his heart.

“Me too, I’m a bit tired. Why don’t you go and see the others? I bet you are all tired due to rushing here. I’m fine.”

“Okay. I’ll grab a coffee, then I’m not leaving your side.” Kissing her on the forehead, the nurse walked back in as he stood up to leave. Making sure none of her friends were close by, she knew the staff had an inkling regarding the tests they did upon her arrival, and was eager for answers.

“So? Can you explain any more about what we spoke about last night?”

“Miss Brooks, after the examination it does look as if the results will show positive......” Riley felt as if her whole world had come crashing down.

******

One Temptation

Leo picked Riley up with Olivia. Feeling like a gooseberry, she did however feel grateful for them escorting her to the charity event.

“You look amazing Ri. Are you sure you want to go? I can use some lame excuse.” Riley smiled at Leo, taking a deep breath- she nodded her head.

Arriving at the venue, Liam’s eyes widened seeing the trio make their entrance- his gaze mainly focusing on Riley.

“Riley you look beautiful as always. I’ll get you a drink- follow me.” Riley hesitated, Leo noticed her reaction. Even though he was now in a relationship with Olivia, he still deeply cared for Riley and always would do- he would even defend her over his own flesh and blood.

“Oh little brother, you can buy us a drink too if you are feeling generous.”

“I’d appreciate a word alone with Riley if you don’t mind.”

“It’s fine Leo. Enjoy your night with Olivia.”

“If he hurts you or anything, ring me.” Leo whispered, knowing how his brothers personality had changed since Riley had returned to New York. Knowing that Drake hadn’t been invited to the event made her feel like a traitor. Hoping that Liam would just accept friendship and her support for his company was going to be hard to convince him.

“I’m glad you decided to come.” Accepting the drink off him, he noticed her hesitantly drink it.

“Well you did bribe me! I’m not doing this for you. I worked for this company- no matter what happened between us in the past I will support the company.”

“In the past? What about the other night?”

“You took advantage of me. Seeing my bosses eyes light up wafting your wallet around- of course she would agree to your arrangement. I don’t know who you are anymore Liam, money and power has changed you.”

“I’m still me.”

“No you’re not. If you ever loved me, you’d let me go. Let me live my life. Yet you believe you know what’s best for me.”

“Drake isn’t the one for you. You didn’t even know what he did for a living until the baby shower. I can look after you, Alice adores you- all she talks about is you. We can be that family that you always wanted. You can work for me, have your old job back. Please Ri.”

“No. I’m content at the strip club, when arseholes like you don’t come in. I’m going to tell Drake what happened that night, if he doesn’t want anything to do with me - fair enough. If he does, then I am going to go on a date with him as planned. I had a family and I let my child down. Do not try and tell me what I want Liam or what is best for me.”

“We had sex!”

“It meant nothing to me Liam. I was forced into it by you and Rita. Excuse me, I’m going to find Maxwell. Please do not follow me.”

******

The Greatest Show

“Amber, it’s so nice to finally meet you. You are a very hard woman to find.”

“Who are you?”

“I am a private detective. A friend of yours from New York is very concerned about your whereabouts. As far as I can see, you are doing just fine and this has been a waste a time.”

“Who is this friend? What is your name?” Assuming it was Daniel Who was concerned about her- she felt guilty not communicating with him before throwing her SIM card away. Beginning to panic, Bastien placed a comforting arm on her shoulder- providing reassurance that she was safe.

“Brett is worried about you. My name is Nazario. Damien Nazario.”

[msjr0119]

Cordonian Wags

Part 23

In a world full of Professional footballers and their demanding wives- can their football team nicknamed the ‘Cordonian Apples’ succeed? An American female physiotherapist joins the club. Will this cause issues with the footballers wives?

*This series is based on The Royal Romance characters who belong to Pixelberry - AU Plot switch*

Warnings: Swearing, heartache, smut.

A/N: Wow nearly three months on hiatus- sorrrryyy! But it’s back🙌🏼. To refresh your memories click here. Thanks Paigey for reading snippets as always 😘

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*****

Constantine Rhys the chairman of the Apples has been murdered in his own home. Reports initially suggested a knife had been involved in the attack. A neighbour said they had heard someone yell “I’m going to kill you” during an argument prior to the death of Mr Rhys. More news to follow.

Everyone gathered at Liam’s house the morning after the breaking news- neither brother showed any shock, both just nodded their heads whenever Xavier or Constantine’s names were mentioned. Neither giving two shits about the deaths. Feeling guilty that they hadn’t spoken to their step mother, they still felt anger towards the secret that she had kept along with their father. As far as they were both concerned; their friends were their family.

Drake had been over affectionate with Riley ever since his nightmare from the previous night- asking her if she was okay every so often. Too often for her liking. “I’m fine, Drake. At this moment in time I’m still, Riley. I want to keep it that way- Riley the teams physio, your girlfriend, nothings wrong with me as far as every one else is concerned okay?” Her eyes pleaded with him to keep her secret for now, at least until she knew what the future held for her.

“I just... I need to know that you’re okay. I’m sorry. Do you want to go out for dinner later? My treat. Or we could just have a takeaway at the cabin? Watch a movie?”

“Let’s go back. Every second spent with you is going to be precious.” Holding her in his embrace, he couldn’t believe how strong she had been since her ordeal. Knowing that deep down, under the facade she was possibly breaking down in secret- masking her true feelings.

“Hey, Riley. Are you okay?” Liam and Leo interrupted the two of them, each providing her with a soft smile.

“Yes, I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be fine?” She asked in a paranoid, defensive manner.

“To put it bluntly, you got beaten up- Olivia killed your husband infront of you. Now our father, your ex father in law has been murdered.” Liam stated the facts, not wanting to remind her of the horror that she had gone through- but rather to remind her that she had support from everyone.

“And you’re asking me if I’m okay? As you said Liam, your father was murdered as well as your half brother.”

“He deserved it. He was never a father to us. It’s people like him who give the word ‘father’ a bad name. Then there’s men that can’t conceive a child with their partner, who would make fantastic father’s...” Riley’s face faulted as Leo said this on behalf of him and Liam. Knowing that he was just referring to men in general- in the back of her mind that would be Drake. The guilt that she carried, knowing potentially that she wouldn’t be able to give him the family that he had dreamt about.

“You know what, after you mentioned all about it again- I have become slightly upset about it. I’m just going to get some fresh air.” Drake was about to follow her, but she insisted that he stayed. Watching her walk out- he knew why she had suddenly become emotional. He did too. But he was able to hide it better, needing to so no one knew about her condition.

Taking some deep breaths outside, the tranquility outside was more peaceful than the morbid atmosphere inside the mansion.

“Hey!”

“What do you want Rhys?”

“Listen, my father and my half brother treat you like absolute shit. You didn’t deserve it. You are one of the most incredible women that I know. You deserve everything. I know Drake will give you that, he’s lucky to have you. As you are him. I know at the beginning he cheated on Kiara with you. He’s not that type, but he knew that you was worth it.”

“I still feel awful about that. I didn’t want to be referred to as a home wrecker.”

“Darling, that so called relationship was a train wreck. You helped Drake realise that he was worth more. I have a confession, and I don’t want anyone knowing- not even Drake. I feel like I can only confide in you....” Riley looked at him with a perplexed expression, not knowing what this confession included. Having to keep something from Drake would be hard, as they had promised to be open with each other.

“I killed my father.”

*****

Drake and Riley arrived back the cabin, Riley was still thinking about those words ‘I killed my father’. There was now two funerals that she was going to have to attend, two funerals in which the deceased was murdered by one of her friends. Feeling that she was to blame for their deaths, it added guilt that would carry on through her mind until she too passed away. Ever since that conversation outside, she had managed to keep a stoic expression in front of Drake, of course she wanted to tell him. It killed her. But she had hoped that once the funeral was out of the way and the press had something else to write about, that the person would inform everyone.

“It’s good to be home.” She said to Drake as they walked through the door.

“I’m glad that you’re referring my home as your home...”

“Wherever you are, that is my home. For however long that may be.”

“Why don’t you go and have a soak in the bath, I’ll order a takeaway and find a movie to watch.”

“Sounds good, don’t choose a horror though...”

“Why not? That’s the only type of film where you snuggle into me.” He winked at her, knowing her preferences he knew what type of film to look for. Watching her walk to the bathroom, he ran to his room- remembering Bastien’s words as well as the outcome of his nightmare, he knew the sooner he asked the longer they would have together if the worse scenario occurred at her hospital appointment.

“Look after your girl, my niece. Have you still got your grandmothers ring?”

“Of course I have. Why?”

“When the times right, make sure you have it on you son.”

Hearing a knock at the door, it was as if the takeaway had a telepathic thought- he had just placed the order and they was there.

“Leo? Linz? What are you doing here? Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, I text Riley five minutes ago- wondering what you guys were up to and she said that you was just watching a film and ordering food. We brought wineee.” Lindsey waved the bottle of wine in front of his face, whilst wearing a big grin. Are you fucking kidding me?

“Erm. I actually wanted some alone time with my girlfriend... no offence.”

“Yeah and you can do once we leave.” Leo said with a smirk as he barged his way through the door. Riley had finished her bath and was shocked that her sister and Leo was there making themselves at home.

“Drake, I didn’t think they’d actually come. I was just being polite. Shit. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry. It was just a takeaway and a movie...” Sighing, he knew that he would have another opportunity to propose- it wasn’t the end of the world.

*****

The day after, Drake woke up before Riley- mainly due to his mind working overtime about how to propose to her. The next match was in two days, tomorrow was her hospital appointment with the results of the tests that were done in New York.

“Hey, what’s up?” Fluttering her eyes open, her vision was blurred but she could tell he was tense.

“Nothing...” laying next to her, he kissed her bare skin delicately- savouring each touch.

“I love you.”

“I love you too...” Just having him lay at the side of her made her feel turned on by every touch that he made. She knew he was too, as she could feel his rising erection grazing against her arse cheeks. Trying to act stubborn, as she always did- she didn’t want to give into temptation. Even though this was extremely hard for her to resist. “You know... it’s rude to point little Walker?”

“He can’t help it. This is what you do to him...”

Moving his hands lower he caressed the outer walls of her already wet folds. “How does it feel baby?”

“So, good.” She barely whimpered. She was desperate to make love to him, even though the hospital had advised that she waited a while. But she knew her body, and would risk it all. “Please, don’t stop Drake.” Turning around to face him, she lift one leg over his- giving him that extra access. He was intoxicating, she craved him at all costs.

“Are you sure?” Nodding, he placed his fingers onto her clit- beginning to move in slow circular motions. With his spare hand he reached up to her breast. Rolling her nipple back and forth between his fingers and tugging on her breast, he thrust up up against her repeatedly as Riley threw her head back- little moans escaping from her lips. Laying her on to her back, he separated her legs as he kissed her inner thighs- before plunging his tongue deep inside of her, the long slow licks made her body tremble instantly. Unable to hold in the orgasms that she was screaming, he made it impossible as he began to use his fingers to help increase her pleasure. One finger was inserted and was soon immediately followed by a second, then a third. His fingers actions begin slow but delved deep- as they curved they knew how to hit that special sensitive spot.

“Dr-Drake... please.... I need you...”

Holding her tightly, he slowly entered her- feeling her walls responding to him with pulsing motions tightening around his shaft. He brought his face down and kissed her deeply, as he looked at her in awe. His lips were soft- his tongue became demanding as he increased his speed gradually. Feeling that familiar rush of happiness building up inside of her every time that they had sex, she was grateful that they took that risk in becoming official- despite her being doubtful to begin with. Their bodies continued to rock in sync, as if they were made for one another. “Drake?”

“Am I hurting you?” Slowing his movements down but keeping at a steady pace, no matter how much he was enjoying it- he didn’t want to hurt her. “No. God. No. I just... you’ve been my rock. Yeah, you was a jerk when I first came here. If I can’t give you what you want in life, I want you to find it somewhere else.” Fuck Riley, just think positive. Slamming into her hard, he didn’t mean to- kissing her gently, he would be lost without her in his life. He didn’t know how he would cope. “I’ve already got what I want in life. A beautiful, gorgeous strong woman- who loves me for being me.” Continuing his movements, he wanted to blurt out those four words- but it was an inappropriate time. “You are my world, I am grateful to have found you. Until you, I didn’t understand the meaning of love. This here, is OUR home. Just the two of us. You’re my family. Any last words to say? Because this man is dying to cum, and you’re distracting me...”

“You and I. Sorry, I love you... thank you again for being my rock...” Drake kissed her softly on the lips, believing that he shouldn’t take all the glory- she too had been his rock. Saving him from a loveless relationship. In the back of his mind, he had wished that Bastien had of made more of an effort with introducing them to the Brooks throughout the past, rather than the odd occasion. Maybe he would have been the one to propose to her back then, it would have saved them both from this heartache. Closing her eyes, her final orgasm shuddered throughout her body- sending waves of pleasure. Feeling his body tense, she felt his cock slam deep into her one last time as he spilled his warm load inside. Both their breathing was hard- in unison, pulling out of her he fell onto the soft mattress next to her. Laying her head onto his chest, his breaths were coming in slight gasps as sweat ran off his forehead. Looking at her, he smiled. Happy that she was in his arms.

“Are you okay?” He asked as he played with her newly formed disheveled hair.

“Yes, thank you for being you.” Will you marry me... marry me... I love you please marry me.. I can’t do it without the ring. Damn she’s like superglued to me. I could ask her, then get out of bed for the ring. No, she deserves a decent proposal- she’s worth so much more than a shit one. Fuck, I just want to marry this girl- make her officially mine.

“Ri.... I want to ask you something...Will you....”

“Will I?”

“Will you love me forever? Do you need me? Will you never leave me? Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life?” Phew, thank god for Meatloaf.

“You’re a good singer, but you’ve definitely killed that song... yes I’ll love you forever; I need you all the time, I’m never leaving you, I hope to make you happy for the rest of your life.”

“It’s been stuck in my head for a few days...you can’t beat a bit of Meatloaf. I love you, baby. Fancy a walk?”

“I prefer riding...”

“I don’t think you should be riding a horse, it was risky having sex...”

“I meant riding your cock.” Rolling on to him, she smirked seductively at him as he shook his head. Biting her lip, she knew it turned him on immediately- and she soon felt him confirming this fact, feeling his cock rise once again in such a short time. “Any pain or injury inflicted is totally my fault, Mr Walker. I’ll take all the blame....”

*****

Arriving at the hospital, it was the day for the results. They had both decided to get a taxi, and wear disguises to hide from the press. Waiting nervously in the waiting room, she had an inkling about the results- she knew that due to her discussion with the nurse in New York.

“Miss Brooks?” Drake held her hand tightly, promising to never let go and to be with her through ever step. The consultant gestured for the two of them to sit down- her heart began to beat incredibly fast, almost feeling like it was about to jump out of her chest. Drake rubbed her leg as he noticed it shaking, placing his other arm around her waist.

“Miss Brooks, we have your results back from the tests that were completed in New York... I am so sorry.....”

Riley closed her eyes, feeling like her world had come crashing down in an instant. Feeling Drake hold on to her tightly, her mind wasn’t functioning as she overheard Drake and the consultants conversation echo.

It is indeed, cervical cancer...

Did you catch it early enough?

Cervical, I can’t have children. I can’t give Drake what he wants. It doesn’t matter if it was caught early or not.

Yes, it’s in the early stages. There are many routes to go from here...

Can we keep this information quiet from the press. We haven’t told our families about it yet. Can I pay for her to go private with the best specialist- wherever that may be?

Riley slowly opened her eyes, there was only one thing on her mind.

“I can’t have children...” The words just slipped out of her mouth, she wasn’t wanting to elaborate on the treatment options- that didn’t matter to her.

“Miss Brooks, it is unlikely that you will be able to conceive... however...”

“However?” Drake asked, having that bit slight of hope that there could be a possibility of them having a family in the future.

“There are many different routes. Chemotherapy and radiotherapy will affect the womb- meaning that it would be impossible to be become pregnant, and it could cause early menopause. If you chose this route, there is an option to freeze your eggs to provide for a surrogate. Or you could use a surrogate, or adopt?”

“That wouldn’t be my baby. I wouldn’t be able carry it- to have moments such as feeling it kick for the first time. Drake wouldn’t feel his baby kick in me. It’s not the same...” Seeing Riley’s bottom lip tremble, the consultant stood up and knelt down by Riley’s side providing her with a box of tissues.

“Those aren’t the only routes. There are other treatment plans in which you will be able to conceive naturally. A biopsy known as LLETZ, is where we remove the tissue. Depending on how much of a sample is removed could cause the pregnancy to have risks such as a premature birth. There is also another treatment known as radical trachelectomy. Again, there are risks such as premature birth or possible miscarriage- the baby would usually have to be born via a c-section.”

“See baby, there are options.” Riley looked at Drake who smiled at her, with hope in his eyes.

“The last option... what does that include?” The consultant informed them that she would need to have a procedure under general anaesthetic and stay in hospital for a few days. The press are going to have a field day, great.

“I’ll provide you with all the leaflets with advise on every treatment. Take it home, read through it together- once you have made a decision ring my secretary and we can start the ball rolling.”

*****

It was match day, Drake couldn’t concentrate. Over the last few days, he had plenty of opportunities to propose, but they had been disturbed or he had chickened out. Shaking, he really didn’t want to play- he knew his mind would be on Riley’s results that she had received the previous day. Noticing Drake not being his usual self, Riley sat next to him, in the dressing room- he had kept her secret from everyone because he respected her wishes. But it was killing him. He knew they both needed support from their family and friends to get through it.

“Come on Walker, where’s that infamous cocky smirk? Make me proud baby. Before I potentially die I want to see you outshine the Rhys’s.” Winking at him, he gave her a stern look. “What?” She asked innocently, not knowing what the issue was.

“Don’t talk like that Ri, we’ve already agreed that you aren’t going anywhere.”

“Not yet....We need to make lots of memories together. Go on, get on the pitch. Score a goal- I’ll give you a kiss. Score a brace- I’ll give you handjob. Score a hat-trick - I’ll give you a blowjob.”

“What if I don’t score Miss Brooks?”

“Then.... you’ll get nothing at all. I’m joking. I’ll give you all three, because I’m a number one girlfriend. Break a leg, not literally though! I love you, Drake.”

“I love you too Riley, more than you’ll ever know.” Carry on making me proud, she whispered in his ear- this positivity from her made him want to work hard on the pitch. Knowing that she was acting strong, she needed him to do the same.

*****

Welcome to the first match of the month on this bright sunny day in Cordonia. With the sad news regarding the chairman Mr Rhys as well as the teams manager Mr Lopez, prior to the match there will be a two minute silence.

I am positive that the Rhys brothers will be determined to win on behalf of their brother and father that they have lost recently.

I’m not even sure that they are too bothered regarding the sudden deaths. Neither Liam nor Leo have made a statement regarding them, and have kept themselves out of the spotlight. We're ten minutes away from kick-off and the stadium is filling up nicely.

“What’s up with you, Walker?” Leo noticed that Drake was in a trance. “Don’t tell me that you’re nervous?”

“Like fuck I am. I’ll run circles around you captain.”

“You can talk to me you know. If something’s on your mind. We all have secrets.”

“It’s fine, Leo. I just want to get this match done- then celebrate the win with my beautiful girl.” Patting him on the shoulder, he was pleased that Drake had finally found happiness.

And we’re off. Leo Rhys is always usually on everybody's radar. I know that other top clubs are interested in stealing him. He moves the ball around well, he's got a little bit of aggression as well as he passes his opponents.

Leo Rhys passes the ball to Liam Rhys- he shoots. Ahh. It's a wonderful save but also a wonderful play from the Apples.

There's nothing that the keeper can do about this one as Walker spins around on the edge of the penalty area before dispatching a powerful, low finish into the net. It came after another flowing move with Leo Rhys providing the assist. The Apples take a well deserved lead.

Leo ran up to Drake congratulating him as the rest of the players did. Riley and Bastien stood up cheering.

Isn’t that sweet, Riley Brooks blowing her boyfriend a kiss. It is unknown as to why she isn’t working today, maybe she is poorly?

I didn’t notice- if he carries on playing the way he has done in this short amount of time, he will deserve more than that. If there is anything up with the physio- I hope she makes a speedy recovery.

This is already turning into a nightmare for the away side, the Rhys’ and Walker are all over the opposition. Is Walker about to score a brace? Yes he is! Doubling his side's lead- he’s on fire today! This time it was Liam Rhys who assisted the goal. Apples 2-0.

We are nearly at half time, the away side have been poor. They’ve had one shot- their defending is terrible today. One minute left, before the half time whistle. Can they increase their lead.... oh... yes. I think they are... Leo and Liam Rhys are passing the ball, they see Walker. Is it a ... HE SCORES! Hat-trick for Walker. What a first half, the crowds cheers are echoing throughout the stadium. Maybe the away side should give up now? And that’s it. Half time.

The team headed towards the tunnels, Riley ran up to Drake before he entered- catching her, their lips crashed onto each other’s in a deep passionate kiss.

“I’m so fucking proud of you, right now.”

“Well I did get bribed... it’s team work. I can’t wait to get you home and celebrate with you. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Mr ‘hat-trick’ Walker.”

*****

Second half is about to start, I believe that this has been an easy three points- I can’t see the away team coming back from this.

No, neither can I. We are two minutes in, and the Rhys’ have had a few opportunities already.

The losing team have just won their first corner. The game is 75 minutes in.

Not knowing why, Drake glanced towards the dugout- hoping to see Riley continue smiling at him, knowing that he was making her proud. Instead, he saw her run through the tunnel, holding onto her stomach. Fuck.

As if the Apples need anymore drama within the club- it looks as though Walker is arguing with his manager.

It’s such a shame that such a good match has come to this- I wonder what the argument is about? Walker has played well, but I’ve seen that he hasn’t been on the ball this half- get it?

Good pun- yes, even though he’s scored a hat trick his eyes have been scrutinising elsewhere around the stadium.

“Get back on the pitch, Walker!” Bertrand snapped towards Drake, he hated being stern towards him as he was his brother in law- but for some reason he was jeopardising the game.

“No!”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me Bertrand. Riley’s not well.... I saw her run off...she needs me.”

“She’s probably just being sick. This match is important... is she pregnant?”

“No! And Riley is more important to me than a stupid match....”

“Tell me what’s up with her, then we can determine what is more important!” She’s got cancer you fucking moron.

“Just take me off, I’ve done enough in this match....” Bertrand grabbed Drake by the collar- his grip was tight, not knowing what had got into him- he witnessed the team walk over attempting to calm the situation down.

“Get the fuck off of me Bertrand! I quit!”

“Walker! Back on the pitch now!”

“Fuck you!” Bertrand panicked, not knowing what to do or say. They had just signed an eighteen year old from Madrid, giving the kid an opportunity to play and replace Drake was his only option.

*****

“Ri?” Hearing his voice, and studs storm through the toilet door- she wondered why and how he was there. “Are you okay? I saw you run off.”

“Yeah, I just had a bit of stomach ache. Shouldn’t you be on the pitch?” Rubbing her stomach, he hoped that this slight gesture would take away a bit of pain.

“I’ve quit.”

“What?”

“Bertrand told me to get back on the pitch, but you mean so much more to me. I can quit now and live happily ever after. With you. Wherever you want to go.”

“You’ve quit?” Not quite believing what he had said, she needed to confirm that she had heard him correctly.

“I said it in anger, but honestly- I’m getting old anyway..”

“You’re in your twenties. You’re fit..” Removing his top, he smirked at her as flexed his pecs in a confident manner.

“I know I am, that’s why you love me.”

“I meant ‘fit’ as in healthy.. Drake you can’t quit, because of me...what are you going to do if this treatment doesn’t work- and I become ill. You’ll have nothing.”

“As long as I have you, I don’t care what I do with my life. Let’s get out of here, go home. You have cancer and you are going to fight it....” Kissing her on her forehead, he held her tightly- knowing that the two of them were going to get through this together.

“You have cancer?” Breaking away from Drake’s embrace, she turned to the direction of the voice- seeing the door shut she believed that they were alone as did Drake. Fuck.

[msjr0119]

Belated WIP/Six sentence Sunday (it’s Sunday in the Uk 🇬🇧)

Thanks for the tag on Wednesday @loveellamae

I’ve been very quiet recently due to personal issues, but I’ve tried catching up with all my series, so are posting the bits that I’ve done below. Thank you to everyone who has asked how I’m doing - love you all 💕

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*****

Cordonian Wags (can’t believe I haven’t posted since December 😱)

The Apples do not need anymore drama within the club- it looks as though Walker is arguing with his manager.

It’s such a shame that such a good match has come to this- I wonder what the argument is about? Walker has played well, but I’ve seen that he hasn’t been on the ball- get it?

Good pun- yes, even though he’s scored a hat trick his eyes have been scrutinising elsewhere around the stadium.

“Get back on the pitch, Walker!” Bertrand snapped towards Drake, he hated being stern towards him as he was his brother in law- but for some reason he was jeopardising the game.

“No!”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me Bertrand. Riley’s not well.... I saw her run off...she needs me.”

“She’s just been sick. This match is important... is she pregnant?”

“No! And Riley is more important to me than a stupid match....”

“Tell me what’s up with her, then we can determine what is more important!” She’s got cancer you fucking moron.

“Just take me off, I’ve done enough in this match....” Bertrand grabbed Drake by the collar- his grip was tight, not knowing what had got into him- he witnessed the team walk over attempting to calm the situation down.

“Get the fuck off of me Bertrand! I quit!”

******

One Temptation

Drake pressed the button in the elevator, taking him up to the highest floor. Walking towards the desk, the receptionist looked Drake up and down- wondering who he was and what his intentions were.

“I’m here to see Mr Rhys. Before you ask, no- I haven’t got an appointment.”

“Name?”

“Just tell him his worse nightmare is paying him a visit..” Panic was written across the woman’s face, leaning closer towards her desk- her hand hovered over the security button. “Just tell him, it’s Drake.”

Hello Mr Rhys, you have a visitor. His name is Drake.

Hanging up, she explained that Liam would be with them momentarily. Sitting down on the leather chair, Drake was unsure how Liam would react to seeing him- would he throw him out? Would he play mind games?

“Drake. It’s nice to see you.” Not. “Follow me into my office.” Drake followed his instructions, as the two men walked into the room. Liam poured them both a drink, however Drake politely rejected. Not knowing if Liam could have potentially added poison to it as revenge.

“What can I do for you? I never thought I’d see the day that you’d pay me a visit voluntarily.”

“Trust me, I don’t want to be here. I despise you. Have you seen or heard from Riley?”

“No. Why would I hear from her? She wanted to send me to prison for raping her.” Hearing that word, Drake grit his teeth- knowing that Liam was still in denial with his past actions.

“Well you did do that. Listen, you probably know her better than any of us. We need your help. She ran away, she left me in Texas.” Liam laughed in Drakes face, just picturing Riley riding off into the sunset wearing a cowboy hat.

“What did you do?” He asked Drake, assuming he was the reasoning behind her disappearance- from past experience he should know how her mind ticked. She did the same when he hurt her.

“I did nothing, my mom and aunt Leona spoke to her. Then she went cold towards me, and was gone. Do you know anywhere that she could have gone?” Liam now knew the reasoning behind her departure- he was the reason why. Instead of acting like a dick, he felt empathy towards everyone who was looking for her- guilt for his past actions.

“Bianca, this is Liam Rhys- a friend of Drakes.” Bianca recognised the name immediately- clearing her throat, she provided a fake posh accent.

“Hello, Sir. How may I help?”

“Has Drake arrived in Texas yet? His flatmate was just wondering but he’s broken his phone.”

“No, not yet. I assume he should be here shortly. I’ll get him to ring you once he arrives.”

“Okay, thank you Mrs Walker. I hope the prostitute he is in a relationship with doesn’t ruin your families reputation. Have a good day.”

******

Hold my girl

Freya stormed out of the ballroom, not knowing why. Both her and Drake had confessed their feelings towards each other in New York, they had both agreed to a long distance relationship. So, to see him so close to the mystery woman was like a stab to the heart.

What am I even doing here? She muttered to herself.

“Freya!” Ignoring him, she ran off to her room- not looking back as she wiped her tears. Liam has suggested going to speak to her instead along with Maxwell for moral support, whilst drake took the time to ‘chill out’ before he put his foot in his mouth again.

“Blossom?” Maxwell said softly, as the two men waited for her to answer the door. “Lady Freya, we just want to make sure that you are okay?”

Opening the door, the two of them had sorrow in their eyes- both pulling her towards them for a group hug.

“I’m sorry. Liam, stop calling me lady please. I’m not in your court anymore. I’m just an American nurse now. Not a suitor, or a Duchess, or a Cordonian.”

“Frey, you are a Cordonian even if not officially- you’re a Beaumont, always will be. That woman...”

“Don’t Max... I don’t want to hear it. I thought we had something good- was all the words he said to me a lie? Did he use me for sex? I don’t know what to think. It was Drake who suggested the long distance thing- insisting it would work because he loves me. Maybe he should have just stayed as a jerk!” The two men knew that Drake wouldn’t hurt her, Maxwell soon had a smile appear on his face- a mischievous look, that look made Liam’s mind work overtime, wondering what the lord was thinking.

“Freya, grab some things and meet me in my room. Slumber party time, Beaumont’s only- sorry, Liam. No invite for you.”

“I’m busy anyway, no need for an apology. Goodnight Freya, I’ll see you tomorrow.” Kissing her on the cheek, Maxwell mimicked the king’s actions before following him out of the room.

A couple of hours had passed, and there was no sign of Freya. Maxwell just assumed that she had fallen asleep- walking out of his room towards hers, he noticed her door was slightly ajar.

“Frey?” Scrutinising the room, his heart sunk as realisation hit him like a ton of bricks.

She’s gone.

*****

Return to New York

Liam shouted for the guard to allow his visitors into his study- turning to face them he was shocked as to why the familiar person was here, and not with Riley.

“Daniel. It’s nice to see you again.” Is he here visiting? Like on a vacation? These questions were soon knocked out of mind as he heard the tiny patter of footsteps enter the room. Libby? Lydia? Lily? Fuck what’s her name again? What’s she doing here?

“I wish I could say the same, your Majesty. I’m sorry to disturb you. Do you know where Riley is? I can’t seem to get in touch with her.”

“I’m not sure of her exact location, but I have an inkling of where that might be. I don’t mean to sound rude, but why is she here? Shouldn’t she be with her father?” Daniel sighed, not knowing how to explain the reason for the impromptu visit. Asking the guard to escort the young girl out- he didn’t want to upset her anymore than she was already.

“Lissy, she lost her father. When Riley ditched him at the wedding- he became drunk, he got into his car.... he had a crash, and didn’t survive. He was upset, humiliated that Riley couldn’t talk to him herself. Lissy has no one, she’s going to go into care if Riley....”

“If Riley what?” Liam interrupted, he had an inkling about what Daniel was going to say- but really hoped that he was incorrect.

*****

We Belong

My dearest Evie, I’m so sorry for all the pain I caused you. I always loved you, I was stupid to let a diamond like you go- all for the sake of nothing. I had hoped in time that you’d forgive me, I killed the man who tried to rape you- the man who you would cry in your sleep about. Stupidly I believed once you knew my true identity that we could get back together. I was part of a troupe, going against the crown- Bianca and Anton had reasons. I didn’t. I was just in it for the money- the money that I would have used to shower you with gifts, to pay for your dream wedding that we imagined. I didn’t mean to stab you, Bianca pushed you into me- id never hurt you again. I still don’t know if you survived or not, no one will inform me. I was an idiot. I can’t live without you knowing that it was always you- if you survived, I hope you find true happiness. Happiness that you deserve. Liam is in danger, Anton goes by a fake name known as Justin. He is Riley’s press secretary. I need you to tell someone, to protect my old friend and his family. I’m so sorry for everything I’ve done. But now I’ve told you this, I have no choice but to end my life. Toby xo

*****

The Greatest Show

“Ri?” Amber questioned, assuming she was hallucinating- seeing her friend stood in front of her. Liam held onto Riley’s waist, looking adorably towards her.

“Surprise!” Riley shouted enthusiastically, waving her hands in the air.

“I’m confused, what the hell are you doing here? Why are you so close together? Liam have you forgotten about Olivia?”

“I’ve no got amnesia, Amber. Olivia has been in a relationship with Leo, behind my back. I’m no angel, as I fell in love with Riley whilst I was supposed to be courting Liv.” Amber was trying to allow this information to sink in, trying to figure out what exactly was going to occur due to the burden being her friend.

“Well I’m happy to see you Ri, lets hope you don’t get stabbed...” Riley’s eyes widened, but Liam laughed knowing exactly what she was referring to- or who.

“I’ll see you both tomorrow? I’ve got one tall, dark, handsome commoner waiting for me...” Making her way out of the room, she quickly turned to the two of them. “Oh Ri, thanks for bringing Jackson- I’ve missed him so much, and he’s missed his Mom like you said on the note.” Before Riley could react, Amber had shot out of the door. But I didn’t bring Jackson.

Exiting the room, Amber couldn’t wait to get back to Drake- mainly to explain the new court gossip to him. Feeling arms go around her waist, she smiled- turning around, that smile soon disappeared in a flash.

“Thought you’d escape me, did you?

*****

Hold on (follow up)

“Brooks....” Feeling like this was a waste of time, Drake decided that the best option was to walk away, as she wasn’t responding. Jackson placed a hand onto his father’s shoulder, suggesting that Drake should leave. Listening to his son’s advise, he left in a swift motion- frustrated that he couldn’t persuade her to come out of her hovel and just talk.

“Aunt Ri?” Jackson said softly as he knocked on the door. Riley knew she was being stubborn whenever a visitor would knock on the door- but for some reason she could never ignore her children, or her friends children.

“Jackson.” Smiling at his auntie, he pulled her in for a hug. “What can I do for you?”

“Have a walk? Or just a little talk with me? We all miss you, and want to help you through it. Dad just wants to grieve with you. You could help each other?”

“You’re only twenty one Jackson, you should be out with your friends- enjoying life. Don’t take a minute for granted. Loving each day as if it’s your last.” Listening to her words, he knew what she was referring to. His heart sunk, the usual poised Queen stood in front of him absolutely broken. “I miss him so much Jackson, and I miss your mom too. Each day that goes by, doesn’t get any easier. I need to be strong for Ayah, Louis and Ellie but truth be told- they are so much stronger than I am.”

[msjr0119]

Cordonian Wags

Part 19

In a world full of Professional footballers and their demanding wives- can their football team nicknamed the ‘Cordonian Apples’ succeed? An American female physiotherapist joins the club. Will this cause issues with the footballers wives?

Warnings: Swearing, Driley smut, Death

*This series is based on The Royal Romance characters who belong to Pixelberry - AU Plot switch*

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******

Riley and Drake had spent the night wrapped up in each other- after hours of unprotected sex, they had a quick power nap before starting their day. This baby making was tiring.

Meeting up with Lindsey, Riley was nervous to inform her sister of her future plans with Drake. I’m an adult, I can make my own choices- I deserve happiness. Surely she will be happy that I’m happy with Drake and our future family?

Arriving at the restaurant, Lindsey had pre ordered a champagne brunch- she was smiling like the Cheshire Cat when she greeted her younger sister. Riley had decided to avoid alcohol and certain foods to help her have a chance at conceiving quickly.

“Why do you look so happy? Surely you should be upset about leaving Leo tomorrow?”

“Oh Riley. I’m not returning to New York. Leo has bought us a house and has asked me to move in....”

“What about Mom and Dads house? Have you even considered that?” Riley knew she sounded selfish, she should be happy for her sister- but for some reason she couldn’t figure out why she wasn’t.

“Yes, it’s up for sale.” Lindsey retrieved her phone out of her bag, showing Riley the advert. Tears ran down her face, before she forced the phone out of her view.

“Like hell it is! You are not selling our family home because you fancy getting your fanny wet!”

“Ri, Mom and Dad won’t mind. We will have all those special memories. It’s time to move on.”

“No. I won’t let you sell it.” Sounding like a spoilt brat, the waiters looked at the two women concerned.

“What other option do I have? Pay for it when it’s empty? You were the one who ran away to begin with.” Feeling guilty Lindsey was correct with what she had said. However, Riley did that to better herself, gain a career. Not forseeing what her bleak future in the UK would look like.

“I’ll have it. Sign it over to me.”

“What?” Lindsey knew Riley loved that house, but believed that Riley would want to stay in Cordonia for a lifetime- especially now she had met someone who loved her.

“You heard me Linz. I’ll move back to New York, I’ll keep it. Myself and Drake are trying for a baby. It’ll be good to bring the baby up in the home that I was brought up in.”

“No you are not trying for baby! Are you insane?”

“You know what Linz. Fuck you. Get the house off the market and put it in my name. You don’t have to control my life anymore. You sound like Xavier, I am a grown up.” Standing up from her chair, she abruptly left the building- not looking back.

*****

Drake headed over to Savannah and Bertrand’s. The couple were shocked when Drake had offered to take his nephew out for the day without any prompt required.

“So what’s with the doting uncle all of a sudden? I’m not complaining though.” Drake picked up Bartie, and slung the toddlers bag over his shoulder.

“Myself and Riley had a heart to heart yesterday. We are going to try to start a family.” He told his sister, unable to wipe the smile off his face. Savannah’s jaw was agape, deep down she was happy for her brother. She hadn’t seen him act like he did around a woman before, but she believed that he would have considered all options before jumping straight into something that was such an important life decision.

“I like Riley, I do. But my god are you both crazy? A baby isn’t just for Christmas.”

“That phrase is used for dogs Sav.” Drake responded sarcastically, not in the mood for a debate regarding his life.

“You know what I mean Drake. You have both had poor relationships, aren’t you rushing into it?”

“Like you can talk? This is my life. She isn’t Kiara. I can see a future with her, I can see me marrying her- having children. Teaching them what dad taught us.”

“Drake that’s really sweet. But I do think you need to think about it. Xavier is still around, and Kiara could turn up at any given point.”

“Whatever Sav. I’ll bring him back for tea time.” Leaving his sisters home, he couldn’t believe the hypocrisy of his sister. He was a grown man, and if Riley made him happy he had believed out of everyone that his sister would support him the most.

******

Meeting Drake at the cabin, her breath caught as she saw him playing with Bartie, watching the view in front of her- she was going to ignore Lindsey’s advise. Yes she had become a home wrecker when she had first arrived- he was still in a relationship with Kiara- but she didn’t deserve him. They both deserved happiness. Noticing her presence, he smiled at his girl.

“Hey! Come and join us.”

“Hey Bartie.” Bartie immediately ditched his uncle for Riley, jumping into her arms he snuggled into her embrace.

“I think he prefers his auntie to his uncle. Don’t worry I’m not offended.” Auntie. Shit. I will be his auntie.

“Or maybe he’s just had enough fun with you. He looks tired. What have you done to him?”

“Yeah, I’ll put him down in a bit. Nothing much, just been trying to teach him to become a great footballer like his sexy uncle. How was lunch?”

“Horrendous.” Sighing, she had hoped that Lindsey would have contacted her to apologise. Riley believed that she should have made the first move in fixing her relationship with her sister- but her stubborn mind refused to do it .

“Why?”

“Linz said we shouldn’t try for a baby. Then informed me that she’s put our childhood family home on the market. I asked her to sign it over to me.”

“Savannah said the same to me regarding the baby. But it’s our life not theirs. I’m with you every step of the way. I’ve got enough savings to retire early and live a happy life with you and our children.” Sitting behind her, he held her and Bartie protectively.

“Children?” She questioned, leaning her head on him.

“Well yeah, if everything goes to plan I’d like two - you’re part of two and so am I.”

“Excuse me Constantine is ringing me. I’ll be right back.” Drake stood up and carried Bartie to the bedroom, making him comfy- he wondered why the chairman would be ringing her. Answering the phone, she was hoping for good news for her- bad news for Drake.

Good afternoon, I’ve spoken to Bastien. If you want to commute from New York to Cordonia you’re more than welcome to as long as you come back for every match. Bastien will cover you for training, and will Skype you with any injury updates. Are you sure you want to do this Riley?

Yes Sir. I can’t let my parents house go. They worked so hard for it.

Couldn’t you just rent it out?

I wouldn’t trust anyone in it apart from myself or Lindsey. I’d like to thank you for giving me this opportunity this season but I will not be renewing my contract once it’s up.

I’ll be sad to see you, but that’s fine Riley. It’ll be held open if you change your mind. Have a good day. Keep in touch.

Hanging up, she was in a daze, not knowing how to break the news to Drake. Wondering how he would react. Would he end their relationship? Would he offer to go with her? “Hey, what did he want?”

“Drake, sit down. There’s something I need to tell you.”

*****

Constantine called Xavier and immediately ordered him to arrive at his office as soon as possible. Xavier has kept himself to himself after his ‘stunt’ with Drake.

“Come in.” Constantine bellowed.

“What’s the issue? I’m not due in today?” Sitting down, he wondered what the urgency was. Xavier was aware of the upcoming match being postponed, but his father could have called him regarding this matter.

“Have you got your passport on you?” Looking at his father confused, he wasn’t sure how much medication he was on due to his attack- wondering if this was affecting his random comments.

“Why?”

“Your ex wife, will be staying in New York Monday to Friday, and will be coming to Cordonia for match days. This is a way to win her back. But you have to promise that you will never hurt her again. Because it will be my neck on the line by all the team, knowing that I’m going behind all of their backs.”

“Why is she doing that? Has she split up with Walker?” A slight bit of hope had crossed his mind, hope that she had realised that Drake wasn’t her true love after all.

“Something about their family home? No she hasn’t split up with him as far as I’m aware, but you could win her back. This is a great opportunity for you both to rekindle. Bertrand can stand in whilst you are there with her. She is leaving tomorrow, but if you go the day after it won’t look suspicious. The match this weekend has been postponed as you know, so she will have nine days in New York on her own.” Both smirking at each other, Xavier was grateful for his father’s cunning plan. Appreciating him thinking about him, he gave him a hug- before walking out of the office.

Riley baby. I’m sorry for what I’ve done, but I’m getting you back. I’ll propose to you again, we can have a small ceremony on a beach somewhere- try again for another child. I promise I’ll be a better man, a better husband. I’ll change my ways. Please give me another chance! Xavier said to himself, getting in his car- he needed to get home quickly, book flights, pack and prove he could be the man that she once fell in love with.

*****

The day after Drake drove Riley to the airport, he was going to miss her immensely. Reality still hadn’t sunk in that she would be in New York during the week- neither wanted to split up, so until the end of the season they were going to give a long distance relationship a shot. She had promised that she would come back for more than the weekend sometimes or that Drake could join her. It was time. The time they both knew would come sooner or later but dreaded. Saying goodbye at the airport to the only person that both of them cared for, to the only person that they had both truly loved. How could they do that if they both feel like they have lost a part of them? In this short time, those times where they would just talk and make each other laugh. When they had both forgotten how to live, both lost faith in future relationships - they were drawn together by fate. In their past relationships they felt as if the world was falling apart around them and had accepted that that was now their life.

“I’m going to miss you so much. I hate Leo, and I hate Lindsey. But I understand why you couldn’t let your family home go.” Holding her tightly, he didn’t want to let go.

“Our family home now. I love you Drake Walker. I’ll FaceTime you when I land.”

“I love you too Riley Brooks. Safe flight. I’ve packed you an extra gift.” Opening her bag, she wished he had warned her before pulling the gift out. Smirking, he couldn’t help but laugh at her expression.

“Not as good as the real thing. But when I come back it’ll be worth the wait having you inside me...”

“Go before you miss your flight. I love you so much.”

*****

Riley arrived in New York, making her way over to her childhood home- she felt content, the sentimental feeling had taken over immediately even if she was missing her friends and Drake. FaceTiming Drake immediately, her heart sunk seeing his face.

“Hey baby. You look beautiful even if jet lagged.” Raising her eyebrows up, she knew he was lying to make her feel better. She knew she looked like shit as she felt it.

“You look so handsome! I miss you already. What are you doing?”

“Thinking about you.” Guiding his phone towards the bulge in his pants, he returned the phone to face. “What do you think? You make me this hard, even when you’re not with me.”

“I think you should get him out and show me. Tell me what you think about when you stroke yourself.” Following her instructions, he began to stroke his length- imagining it was her hands there instead. “You’re so big baby, are you thinking about me?”

“I always think about you when I masturbate. You’re my baby girl. I wouldn’t think about anything but you.”

“You’re making me so wet, I always think about your fingers and tongue pleasuring me.”

“Get the dildo out, I want to see you use it. ”

“What do you want to do to me Drake?” She questioned in a seductive manner, whilst stripping off her clothes- leaving her lacy underwear on show for him.

“I’d lay you down on the bed, If there are any obstacles such as clothes I’d remove them in a heartbeat. I’d remove your lacy bra and panties. I’d give you a slight back massage whilst kissing your gorgeous body- I’d grab that sexy ass before flipping you over. My hands would rub your inner thighs, whilst kissing your neck. Hopefully you’ll be wet for me, ready to scream my name. I’ll slowly move my lips from your neck to downstairs, eating you out- licking your folds. Then I’d insert my fingers, pumping them in and out fast- hoping to satisfy my baby girl. Then I’d let you choose what position we would do so I can fuck your brains out.”

“Oh Drake. I want you now. I’m so wet. Do you want to know what I’d do to you?”

“Yes baby. I’ve got my hands around my hard cock, imagining that they are yours.”

“I’m going to slowly trace my lips over yours. Then I’m going to kiss you from your lips, to your neck, then down to your muscled chest, finally coming down to your cock. I’ll lick my lips- but I’m not going to take it straight into my mouth. I’m going to keep kissing it until you beg me for more. Once I take it in my mouth, your cock will pulsate with pleasure- taking every inch in my mouth. I’d drain every bit of cum out of your cock, and swallow- before kissing you.”

“It’s a pity my hands aren’t as good as the real thing. I’m about to cum for you baby.” Riley could see him increase his speed, biting her lip- she couldn’t contain her own moans due to the gift he bought her. Closing her eyes, she imagined Drake on top of her.

“Good baby. I’m so horny right now, I’m missing you so much. I can’t wait to be in your arms again.”

Drake was slowly finishing himself off, his hand wrapped around his hard cock- before he could respond to Riley, his door swung open - nearly taken off its hinges.

“Jesus Max! Knock!”

“Oh hey little Walker.” Maxwell stared at Drakes erection, slightly jealous at his size and girth, before waving to Riley. “Hey, Ri. Nice dildo. Where did you get it from? I keep telling Hana to get one. But she won’t, she says all she needs is me. I must invest in one- you both look slightly flustered. It must work this long distant relationship shit. I should have sent Hana with ya Ri.” Riley remained frozen, not quite believing what had happened. It was as if they were making a live porno video for Maxwell. Realising that their friend was still gawking at the pair of them, she covered her body with her clothes that she threw on the floor.

“Jesus Christ Maxwell! Drake turn me off whilst I cover myself up.”

“Do you not know how to knock? How have you got into my house?”

“We all have each other’s keys- or did you forget? Bertrand is taking over Xavier for the mean time. Apparently the arsehole has to visit his sick mother in Spain. We have an emergency meeting at B’s. Clean yourself up and get ready. Quick quick! You’ve got nice tits by the way Riley!” Maxwell winked at Drake- who just scowled at his friend.

“Ri, I’ll ring you back I’ve got to go to Bertrands.” Feeling disappointed and embarrassed, he would much prefer to stay on FaceTime with Riley.

“Why?”

“Something about Xavier having to visit his sick mother. So Bertrand is stepping in and has organised a team meeting.”

“Drake?” Looking at her eyes, he noticed them widen- providing a concerned expression.

“Yeah?”

“His mother is dead. He has no family. I was his only family until the Rhys’s.”

“What the fuck? Where the fuck is he going? Shit! Riley.... I love you. I need to go. Stay safe!”

“I love you too.” Hanging up, he didn’t want to but something was suspicious. Storming into his open kitchen, he would kill Maxwell for raiding his fridge if this wasn’t an emergency. Maxwell was scoffing his face, until he noticed the sheer panic written across Drake’s face.

“Who’s at Bertrands?”

“Well there will be us; Liam, Leo, Bertrand, Bastien- Zeke can’t make it, something to do with the girls. But he said to text him anything important. Liv is tagging along as usual- you’d think she was a player rather than a wag. Why?”

“Max, Xavier’s going to New York. Get me to Bertrand’s now. We all have to stop him.”

*****

BREAKING NEWS!

Apples manager Xavier Lopez has been pronounced dead. After a car chase, his car collided with another car, a Ferrari. Mr Lopez’s body was found with stab wounds that were the possible reasoning for his premature death. Witnesses have stated that Mr Lopez was dragged out of his car after the crash and escorted to the side of the road before the group of people from the other car ran away.

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Cordonian Wags

Part 22

In a world full of Professional footballers and their demanding wives- can their football team nicknamed the ‘Cordonian Apples’ succeed? An American female physiotherapist joins the club. Will this cause issues with the footballers wives?

*This series is based on The Royal Romance characters who belong to Pixelberry - AU Plot switch*

Warnings: Swearing, heartache, illness.

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******

“Erm. About that future we planned. There’s something I need to tell you...” Drake looked at her concerned, wondering if she was having second thoughts about all that they had planned. Deep down he knew something was fishy regarding Xavier’s ‘death’. Regretting feeling sorry for himself- drinking himself into oblivion whilst the love of his life was being hurt yet again, he would hate himself for the rest of his life.

Liam and Leo woke up surrounded by a sticky residue- scotch that had leaked from the bottle. Neither of them could remember the night before apart from Drake discussing how he was going to propose to Riley- then him crying. Liam heard his phone ringing, the noise now adding to his migraine he had occurred due to his hangover.

“Liv... where are you?”

“How drunk did you get? Did you not read my thousand text messages? I knew I shouldn’t have left you. I’m in New York!”

Thinking back he vaguely remembered her mention it. “Riley’s hurt. She’s in hospital. I’m with her, Lindsey is cleaning up my mess. Get your hungover arses to New York ASAP, bring Walker!” Shooting up, the room was spinning but hearing that Riley was hurt broke his heart.

“What do you mean she’s hurt? Lindsey is cleaning up your mess? What the fuck has happened?”

“Xavier didn’t die in that car chase, he was in New York. He hurt her. I killed him. She was bleeding. Just hurry!” Hanging up the phone, he hit Leo across leg- before pouring the remainder scotch over him.

“What the fuck Li?”

“Get up! Riley needs us! We need to get Drake. Is he still here?”

“What’s happened?” Liam explained the brief explanation that Olivia had said on the phone. “Shit!” Storming through the door of the spare room, they were relieved that Drake had stayed the night.

“Walker get up! We have a flight to catch!”

“What?”

“Liv killed Xavier! He’s hurt Riley. He was in New York as you suspected.” Drake felt as if he couldn’t breathe- he allowed her to become hurt and he wasn’t there to protect her.

“What is it?” Riley looked into his eyes, they provided hope. She couldn’t tell him the truth not yet.

“Erm, the nurse has just advised me to not have sex for a few weeks. That’s all.”

“Ri, I don’t care about sex. Just having you in my life, when we are ninety with a football team of grandkids that is all I want.” Ninety. Grandkids. Shit. I’m going to break his heart.

“Me too, I’m a bit tired. Why don’t you go and see the others?”

“Okay. I’ll grab a coffee, then I’m not leaving your side.” Kissing her on the forehead, the nurse walked back in as he stood up to leave. Making sure none of her friends were close by, she knew the staff had an inkling regarding the tests they did upon her arrival, and was eager for answers.

“So? Can you explain what we spoke about last night?”

“Miss Brooks, after the examination it does look as if the results will show positive......”

“Am I going to die?”

“It happens less often than it used to, but yes, it’s possible to die from cervical cancer- I’m not going to lie Miss Brooks. Generally speaking, the earlier cancer is diagnosed, the better the outcome. Cervical cancer tends to grow slowly. We are hoping to have caught it early, if you didn’t go through the trauma you’ve been through we may not have known for a while.”

“I had one chance at being a mother, I had that taken away from me. I’m never going to be able to be a mom am I?” Drake, I need to let him go. He doesn’t want to be my carer. Watch me die. He deserves someone who could provide him with the family he wants. The nurse opened her mouth to respond with negative news regarding fertility- until the door swung open muting their conversation immediately.

“Hey what are you doing here?” Shit I’ve been crying he’s going to worry.

“I forgot my wallet. Are you okay? Why are you crying? Do you want me to stay with you?”

“The nurse just explained that I was probably bleeding due to coming on to my period due to the stress. That’s all. No need to worry. I’m just crying because I’m on my period- women problems.” Lying she faked a laugh, knowing she needed to tell him the truth at some point.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes Drake. I love you, I always will do- please don’t ever forget how much I love you.”

“I love you too. You have made my life complete- I’m so happy fate brought us together. We’ve gone through enough drama in the past, but we have each other. Our future is looking bright. I’ve got so many plans for the two of us.” Attempting to hold the tears in, she pulled him towards her- wrapping her arms tightly around him.

*****

A few days later, everyone landed back in Cordonia- Drake took Riley to his cabin, Lindsey had offered to collect her belongings from her apartment and bring them over. Watching Riley on the flight, Drake noticed her body tremble whilst she slept. Feeling useless, he held her tight to him- hoping at some point in the future he could cure her from all the pain. Walking through the cabin, Riley always believed it had that homey atmosphere.

“I’ll run you a bath baby. Then I’ll cook us something - okay?”

“That sounds amazing Drake. Thank you so much.”

“No need to thank me Ri. I’ll do anything to make you happy. Bastien and Lindsey are due any time though.”

“Good job we can’t have sex for a few weeks then- I wouldn’t like to see their reactions if they walked in on us.” Trying to make a joke, deep down she was hurting still.

In my nightmares I am dragged by my hair out of bed after refusing sexual intercourse with my ex husband. He’s angry again. Seeing me attempt to gain help by using my phone, he throws it just as I press send- grabbing the lamp, my head forms a huge lump immediately as he smashes it against it. Holding my arms tightly, he forces my body to move- I can’t fight- I feel useless. I’m trapped in the cellar. I can’t move my hands without feeling the restriction of the straps. My head is spinning, my vision is blurry. I lay against the cold damp wall with every ounce of strength- I still can’t budge. “Be the good wife that you always was.” Forcing my legs open, he pushes his penis inside me, I can’t prevent it. I am grateful that he has blindfolded me, as I could bare to look into his eyes or direction as he completed this despicable act. My back hurts right from the base of my spine to the tail bone. Saliva is pooling in the back of my mouth- mixed with his saliva. Once he finishes he places a gag in my mouth to shut me up, I gain a slight adrenaline rush- enabling my legs to kick him, attempt to push him away from me. One punch in the ribs. One forceful punch in the stomach. I am defenceless. I am now alone. My ears can only hear silence, mixed with my heavy breathing. Self infliction most people would say. My hearts pounding ready to explode. I hope to hear signs of someone coming to help. No one. I am still alone. I am back in hell. It’s like being back in Manchester all those years ago. My personal hell. No longer is the door open for me to escape, even if I could break free from the restraints keeping me trapped. Four concrete walls are surrounding me - I am left to potentially die. “Riley! Ri! Where are you?” It sounds like my sister, is it just an hallucination? I scream for help, hoping it would be loud enough with the gag in my mouth.

*****

Riley was still in the bath when Lindsey and Bastien arrived. Drake welcomed them in and offered them a drink.

“How is she?”

“She’s still quiet. It’s going to take time to heal. How are you Lindsey?”

“Well of course it will. I’m fine, I have Leo. I’m just glad I took Olivia with me. She had a plan, and Riley understood the hint of what she was about to do. I’m just grateful that the police believed her self defence story because he could have been dangerous to all of us. Riley thinks she’s clever and strong- no one could outwit a man like him unless you are called Olivia Nevrakis.”

“What did he do to her? I keep asking but I don’t want to force it. She remains silent or changes the subject. I should have been there to protect her.” Lindsey looked at bastien for reassurance, he nodded. He knew Drake felt guilty enough.

“If I tell you, don’t tell her that I told you. Let her open up to you.” Drake nodded, not really wanting to know but he needed to know to support her. “She told us that she wasted time in the bathroom waiting for me to arrive. He checked her phone and noticed she was checking the flights. He got in bed next to her, and tried to have sex- she refused. He pulled her hair, then dragged her out of bed. She managed to grab her phone and text our neighbour for help- before he hit her across the face with a lamp. Forcing her into the cellar- he tied her up, gagged her and put a blindfold on, before he ra- ra-raped her. She tried to put up a fight, but he punched her in the ribs and stomach. I’m assuming that is why she was bleeding. But neither she nor the staff confirmed this- they just said stress brought on her period early. I’m so sorry Drake, this was not your fault. Please don’t blame yourself. He was venom. A man like him could never change.”

“Drake, she’s stubborn- she believes she’s always right with the actions that she takes. She would never blame you for what happened. You went as soon as possible. She loves you, she knows you would never hurt her. Look after your girl, my niece. Have you still got your grandmothers ring?”

“Of course I have. Why?”

“When the times right, make sure you have it on you son.” Shaking his hand, Drake was happy with the support from Bastien and Lindsey- imagining Riley as his wife made his heart flutter. Riley Walker, has a nice ring to it he thought. Riley walked in to the lounge with a towel wrapped around her body.

“Hey.” Looking still fragile and exhausted- the three of them walked over to her. Drake held her waist and kissed her on the forehead, causing the visitors to smile softly at him.

“Hey sis. I’ve brought some stuff over- I wasn’t sure how long you’d be staying.”

“Erm.. well Drake did ask me to move in. I suppose I can collect the rest of my things another day. I’ll still keep my apartment.”

“Did he now?” Lindsey smirked at Drake, wondering when he was going to ask her another certain question.

“Yes I did. Why are you smirking?”

“Ohhh no reason.” Lindsey winked at him, now knowing that moving in together was the first step towards their future. “You look tired Ri. Are you okay? Do you need me or Bastien to get you anything?”

“I’m fine Linz. I’ve got marshmallow to look after me.” Looking up towards Drake, she smirked knowing he would potentially berate her for using her nickname. Instead he shook his head, and held her closer towards him. “But Bastien, I may need you to cover the next match for me.”

“Sure of course I will.”

“Does anyone know what happened with Constantine?”

“What do you mean?”

“He set up the whole faking Xavier’s death. He planned it all.” Bastiens eyes widened, he was now furious beyond words.

“Drake keep her safe. Lindsey I will drop you off at Liam’s immediately. I’m going to have words with him, I’ll meet you in the car Linz I need to make a phone call.” Before Riley could stop him, Bastien was dialling a number and headed out of the door. “He will be calm down, don’t worry. Enjoy your night together. I love you. Text me if you need anything.” Hugging the two of them, Lindsey smiled as she left the cabin.

*****

Riley and Drake had something to eat, his mind imagined Xavier hurting her, every thought broke him. Watching her try to get dressed independently, was frustratingly upsetting.

“Let me help you. Please. You’re struggling.”

“Drake, I need to try for myself. It’s just newly bruised ribs- but they do hurt. You’re not always going to be here, so I need to do it for myself.” Ignoring her, he assisted Riley getting her dressed. As he did, he kissed her ribs and stomach- the touch felt as if it had healed immediately, that was until his lips left the area. Laying next to her in bed, she snuggled into his embrace, locking his eyes onto hers as he held her lovingly.

When he looks at me it is as if every ounce of breath is taken away from my lungs floating into the air effortlessly. Every time he kisses me it feels like the world has stopped, melted away- leaving just the two of us. Holding me for eternity in his arms I've grown so accustomed to. This is what falling in love was like, a story that I never want to end. For so long I had longed for it, to be loved and not used as a punch bag- now I couldn’t bare to lose it - lose this person that makes me feel so complete. Would I lose him if I told him the truth? I want to protect him from becoming hurt. It’s strange how you can go from someone being a complete stranger, a slight jerk to begin with - to then being completely infatuated by him and wondering how I was able to live without him. I need to be honest. The results could come back with positive news- positive news that it was mistake and not actually be cancer.

“Drake?”

“Yes?”

“Erm... I don’t know how to say this... or how you’ll react... but what if I can’t keep to our promise about our future?”

“What do you mean? I know you’re hurt Ri. But please don’t split up with me- we don’t have to rush into anything. I’m happy just having you in my arms every night.”

“What if it was for the best to split up?” She bit her lip as she averted her gaze not wanting to witness his expression.

“We take one step forward and two back. Riley please, I’m begging you. Just be honest with me. Have I done something wrong? I’ll fix it. I can’t lose you. You mean too much to me.”

“But you may lose me.” Riley felt the muscles of her chin tremble, the tears burst forth like water from the dam, spilling down her face.

“Why will I lose you?”

“The reasoning.... for why I was bleeding.... I wasn’t on my period....”

“Riley we can get through this. I will never hurt you like he did. He’s gone.” Assuming she was about to suggest the bleeding was due to Xavier raping her- his eyes pleaded with her to give them a chance and to not give up.

“It’s nothing to do with him Drake. The hospital was concerned with the bleeding. Olivia thought I was pregnant and miscarried. I honestly believed it was due to stress. They did, a smear test and a pelvic exam....” Pausing to take a deep breath, she closed her eyes as she spoke the next words.

“They think I may have cancer.... if I do... you may lose me...” Drake remained silent, feeling like a selfish jerk thinking about himself yet again. “If Xavier didn’t do what he did, I wouldn’t have known. That’s why I was crying when you walked back into my room. I’m so sorry for lying, I wanted to protect you. I don’t want to hold you back Drake, I know what we had planned but I now may not be able to give you that. I don’t want to prevent you from living your dreams Drake. I want you to be happy. I need you to be happy, if I’m not here anymore.”

Drake thought back, all the memories of how they had reached this point of their relationship.

“Nice to see you in the flesh Walker. I look forward to working with you all.”

“I was never a ‘wag’ Savannah. I hate them. I was the odd one out. Biggest mistake of my life has been marrying a footballer- no offence Drake.”

“Um.. none taken... you’re married to a footballer... you’re a physio.... anything else you need to confess?”

“Excuse me? Mr Rhys knows all about my background, my estranged husband. There’s nothing more to tell. It’s none of your business Walker. My business is to make sure that none of you dumbasses injure yourselves too much!”

“You’re going to be trouble, I can already tell! You are.. look no offence. But this place is vicious. Full of secrets. If I was you I’d get back on a plane to America pronto!”

***

Before Riley could escape, he grabbed her wrist pulling her closer to him. There was a tingling sensation spreading throughout his stomach. Standing frozen, she could hear his heartbeat rapidly increase, every second he held her. Slowly he lent down, before crashing his lips onto hers whilst inhaling her fruity fragrance. The short kiss- made him feel intoxicated, she was going to be his newest drug- one he couldn’t wait to taste again. Riley looked at him with sorrow in her eyes as she pushed him away with an almighty force. Immediately she ran away as fast as she could. Not looking back, she was hoping to just be able to sneak out of the party without anyone noticing her. She was uncontrollably shaking, regretting that she didn’t do anything to prevent the interaction that had just occurred.

***

I know you probably don’t want to hear from me- I just had to get your number from Bertrand. I can still smell you on me- I haven’t stopped thinking about that kiss. I haven’t stopped thinking about you, I’m sorry that it was impromptu- it felt right. I hope it doesn’t ruin our friendship. 😞

You need to stop thinking about it. Everyone was drunk. It was a drunk stupid moment. I shouldn’t have allowed it to happen. We will never have a friendship- for the next nine months all we have is a professional relationship. Goodnight!👋🏼

So it meant nothing to you then? Nothing at all?🤔

It meant nothing. Please don’t text me back. See you at training.⚽️

Lie to me. Lie to yourself. But there was a spark there. We need to talk about it. See you tomorrow 😘

***

“Just pretend and give me it back after training” he whispered.

“Won’t your significant other half need your credit card to go on a shopping spree?” She whispered back before using her usual tone of voice.

“Thank you. Whilst you’re here- fill this form out for me please.”

“You can’t avoid me. We need to talk.”

“As I said to you, there’s nothing to talk about. You need to go inside and get ready for training.” He removed his top, smirking at her as he discarded it on the floor.

“It’s a sunny day.. might as well get a head start before the lads arrive...” Riley couldn’t help but admire his muscled and ripped body before shaking her head and making her way towards the dressing room. He’s taken, I’m married- you are here to work Riley Brooks.

***

“Wow!”

“Shit!” Grabbing her robe, she attempted to cover her body up- assuming it was Maxwell, she didn’t really care about him seeing her dressed like this. “What do you want?”

“Ive been telling you since last night that I wanted to talk. About you know what.”

“And like I have been saying since last night- it was nothing.” Riley feeling frustrated really didn’t want to talk whilst she was still drunk. “Can I come in? If anyone wakes up and sees us?”

“No. And if anyone sees you, I’m sure you could come up with another lame excuse.” There is no us - attempting to shut the door she failed as he forced the door to stay open with his foot.

“What did you want me to say? ‘Hey Bertrand, can you give me Riley’s number because I’ve just had the most amazing kiss with her.’ “

“No, but maybe you should have just not asked for it in the first place! I’m not a home wrecker. I don’t want to be the reason for a relationship breakdown. You should have just left it be.”

“You would never be just the other woman or the reason for my relationship breakdown. I like you. And I can’t show it in front of everyone. You are beautiful and I can’t lie and say that kiss didn’t mean anything.”

Moving closer to her, she bit her bottom lip- he put his hands on around her waist keeping a slight distance. Both their heartbeats were racing ten to the dozen. She wanted to push him away- she knew it was wrong, but there was a magnet pulling them closer together. Knowing the minute he touched her again her resistance would crumble. He brushed her hair away from her shoulder, moving his head closer to hers - his body now leaned against hers. Feeling his warmth- he crashed his lips onto hers, not a soft kiss like the prior night. Instead it was passionate and demanding. Picking her up he carried her over towards the bed- hovering over her, he knew what he wanted. He wanted her. Removing her robe, he began to kiss her body.

“We are both consenting adults- I want you Riley. That kiss last night made me want you more.” His eyes full of desire, deep down she was attracted to him and wanted this too. But she didn’t want to be that woman.

“I feel guilty. I can’t help it. I promised myself to never get involved with a footballer again.”

“Don’t feel guilty. I’m not like most footballers.”

***

“I was five, I hate most people and most women. But I like you. Ri.... listen to me. This is hard for me to say, because I don’t express my feelings. Ever. But... will you go out on a date with me? I’ll spoil you like you deserve to be spoilt.”

***

“I asked you to open your eyes because I want to look in them...Every minute I spend with you. I’m falling in love with you. Riley... I need you in my life. I know you’re still married to him, but I want to take you on a second date and...”

“And what?”

“I’ll look after you. I’ll protect you. I’ll keep you safe. If you’ll have me, I’d like you to be officially my girl.”

“I think we better get some sleep and allow them to get some too... I’m falling in love with you too Drake. Can I cuddle my handsome boyfriend?”

“I’d love to cuddle my beautiful girlfriend. I’m never letting you go.”

I’m never letting her go. I made that promise.

“Ri, we will get through this. Whatever the outcome is. I want to be with you, please don’t push me away. You’re not going anywhere, you’ll most likely outlive us all. Come on let’s get some sleep. I’m always going to be here. You and me. Forever. I love you Riley Brooks.”

“I love you too Drake Walker.” Almost instantly, Riley fell asleep in Drakes arms. Kissing her on the forehead- his emotions were finally released. The tears that were held in, were now falling down his cheeks.

I can’t lose you. I hope you fight baby- we have only just found each other. I’m not ready to let go just yet. I love you.

*****

“We are here today to celebrate the life of Riley Brooks....” Drake kept his head down, remaining in silence- Liam held his friend tightly. Not knowing what to say to him without sounding patronising.

The sun shone brightly through the church windows- as if Riley was still lingering around, the ray of sunshine that she was. Everything should be as dark as the emotions surrounding the room. But the birds still sang a merry tune and the flowers she had chosen for this day still bloomed- the perfumed scent lingering around. As Drake took an unstable stroll near the front the long held back tears began to flow. He was not ashamed, he loved her dearly- regretting that he never got the chance to ask her to his wife. Now she wasnt there the light had been extinguished forever in his heart. Goodbye my darling. I will always love you. Feeling a hand on his shoulder, he was knocked out of his trance.

“Drake? I know how much Riley meant to you. But I’m here still. I can heal you.”

“No! You are not Riley! Get out of my face Kiara!”

No. I love her. I’ve lost her.

Drake woke up in a sweat, his heart jumping out of his chest. Sitting up, he wiped the sweat off his brow. Turning his head, Riley was sleeping peacefully next to him. Realising it was just a dream- a nightmare, he was now dreading what would happen if it was to become reality. Laying back down, he pulled her close to him- never wanting to let go.

“Tomorrow, I’m going to ask you to become my wife. Spend every day as if it’s our last. I love you so much Riley. I will help you fight, I will pay for private treatment. I’ll do everything and anything for you.” He was forced out of his thoughts, as there was a notification on his phone.

Fuck!

Breaking News

Constantine Rhys the chairman of the Apples has been murdered in his own home. Reports initially suggested a knife had been involved in the attack. A neighbour said they had heard someone yell “I’m going to kill you” during an argument prior to the death of Mr Rhys. More news to follow.

[msjr0119]

Cordonian Wags

Part 15- Malice

In a world full of Professional footballers and their demanding wives- can their football team nicknamed the ‘Cordonian Apples’ succeed? An American female physiotherapist joins the club. Will this cause issues with the footballers wives?

*This series is based on The Royal Romance characters who belong to Pixelberry - AU Plot switch*

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******

Lindsey-

Myself and Olivia have been socialising all day. If myself and Leo are going to elaborate on our relationship, I’ll need to get to know his sister in law. She’s a snotty wag, but deep down she is friendly if you get to know her. I wouldn’t piss her off though. I’m debating returning home to New York, the original plan was to come short term after my kid sister was an emotional wreck. And that was before all the drama with Xavier had occurred.

We have an early brunch, Olivia’s type of brunch is opulent - it had to include sparkly champagne along with appetisers, why not? They can afford this luxury.

A few hours pass by, Liam and Leo return unexpectedly early. Their faces are like thunder. Noticing Leo’s swollen hand, I dread to think what has happened at training. Leo explained what my brother in law had done. My heart sunk for Drake and Riley- I’m not sure if I’m disappointed in Leo for interfering or whether I’m proud that he can defend my sister.

Later that night, Leo is asleep. The house is quiet. I am going to use this situation to pay someone a visit- I am ready to wreck vengeance.

*****

Drake-

That bastard really hit me good and hard. If he and Kiara were in a boxing match, I honestly wouldn’t be able to predict who would be the champion. Riley was fussing over me as we were leaving the stadium. I needed to contain a slight bit of masculinity, I now know that she loves me and this is the reasoning for her caring so much. She is an angel. I would take any bit of pain to ensure that she is safe. I insisted on her staying at mine or for me to stay at hers- but she said she would see me in the morning before the match. I am going to spoil her in the morning- it’s the least she deserves. I’m excited about giving her her birthday presents. I hope she likes them.

Laying in bed, I send Riley a goodnight text- when her name appears on my phone, my heart flutters. When I asked her if she would marry I didn’t expect a response- but her answer has been lingering in my mind ever since. Maybe in the future. Maybe if that arsehole divorces her- if he loved her as he says he does he would do the right thing. Thinking about Xavier and Riley riles me up, maybe i am feeling jealous- I don’t know? But just the sight of him and Constantine makes me feel sick. They are both as bad as each other.

Getting in my truck, I need to fix this mess. I need to prevent Riley from gaining more heartbreak.

*****

Olivia-

Myself and Lindsey had become close since I had offered for her and Leo to stay with us. We live in a mansion- there’s plenty of room for strays. I had my doubts about the homewrecker sisters to begin with- I slightly felt a touch of empathy towards Kiara and Maddy but the Brooks sisters are better suitors. And that is hard for me to admit. My husband and brother in law arrive home- early. Rolling my eyes back, I wondered what trouble they had caused. After their explanation- I am so proud of them for sticking up for our misfit group of friends. I’ve never liked my father in law, and I most certainly will never like my other brother in law. How Riley is still here I don’t know? I’m ready to murder the two men- how is she not?

Myself and Liam have passionate sex later that night, I watch him fall to sleep- knowing that I had fulfilled him. Sneaking out of the house, I knew I was the only person who had the balls to express my true feelings to the bastards that hurt my family. No one messes with a Nevrakis.

*****

Riley-

I can’t help but feel guilty for my previous past decisions. My boyfriend, and my brother in laws all had my back. Drake had been through enough trauma with Kiara, and was now dealing with my estranged husband. He wanted to spend the night with me, but I just wanted to relax before the match tomorrow and my birthday. I promised to see him in the morning- a smile came across his face which made my heart flutter. Since we have become official, he always sends me a goodnight and a good morning text - the simple gestures such as these are all a girl needs to feel loved. My eyes feel heavy, but my brain won’t shut down. I need to speak to him in person, I need closure- so myself and Drake can live a happy life. I need revenge for all the hurt I have received. Getting in my car, I know where I’m going.

****

Liam-

I’m furious with my father, and with Xavier. Why would they want to hurt Riley even more than they already have? I’m glad Leo taught him a lesson, because I wasn’t ready to start beating him to a pulp. Olivia would potentially berate me for it. But if anything else occurs- I’ll be ready and waiting. Debating whether to class Constantine as my father anymore, I know that karma will haunt him eventually. To myself and Leo- he may as well be dead. He’s never really loved us- all he wanted was the fame due to our talent. I will never be a father like he is, and I most certainly would treat any family member like he has. He is despicable. He is evil. One day someone will murder him- and I won’t blame them.

*****

Madeleine -

I feel so lonely in this mansion on my own. I’ve signed the divorce papers at last- I am worth more than Leo anyway. I am going to steal everything that I am owed. He never truly loved me anyway- the feeling wasn’t mutual to begin with, but I’ve learnt to find something else to love. Someone else to love. He knows all about my flaws. He may not return my love, like Leo did. But I can easily get him into bed. I am his drug- do I feel sorry for Regina? No. I am Madeleine, I get what I want. Due to the humiliation from Leo, I am going to be stronger than ever and not accept anymore shit. If the person I love betrays me in any way- he will be going to hell.

****

Kiara-

Living with my parents is a nightmare. Self infliction some people may say. I love Drake. I regret hurting him. My fingers always seem to type Riley Lopez into google. It irritates me but I can’t help it. I see a picture of her and Drake all loved up at the forgotten falls. I’ve lost him. But I intend on getting him back - il est à moi. Some people may think I’m psycho, yes maybe I am. But there’s always been that one person who has supported me, in an odd sort of way. We have a past. A secret. That only the two of us and Drake knows about. I need to see that someone as soon as possible. I need to get my life back. Au Reviour, Riley.

*****

Leo-

They say you can choose your friends but not family. That is true. Thankfully I have Liam. The only family member I can rely on. When I first met Riley, I was attracted to her- thank goodness it didn’t go any further. She’s my sister in law, and I intend on killing my father and other brother for hurting her. I found out that Madeleine had signed our divorce papers- I’m thrilled. I can finally live a life not being the playboy- I’ve fallen hard for a girl. If I have to commit murder to protect her and her sister, I would do it in a heartbeat. Lindsey must be in the bathroom, I’m going to sneak out and have words with the people who betray any members of my family.

******

Xavier-

Those set of bastards. They should be supporting their brother and manager. I knew it would be hard to settle anywhere new, especially after my past. But I have changed. I’m going to prove everyone wrong and make amends. Walker is nothing special, Riley will still soon get bored. She thought she could run away- but now I’m back, I will prove I’m a changed man and make her fall back in love with me- ella es mía. Til death do us part. I’m going to resolve this issue, we both have a job to do. One way or another- I need to remove the burden and I know who I need to talk to about this. Heading out of my apartment, I hope that person is in.

*****

Bastien-

Those girls have been part of my family since they were born. When I had found out what had gone off at training, I knew I needed to support the two of them. The team has always had issues with affairs, drugs, any scandal you could imagine. I hope the press don’t blame Riley and Lindsey. Those two girls have a heart of gold and don’t deserve to be treated this way. They deserve every bit of happiness and I hope that Drake and Leo provide that. The tip of the ice burg for all this mess, is probably sat smirking - not giving a care about the issues surrounding him. Arsehole. He’s going to be taught a lesson tonight.

*****

Breaking News-

Constantine Rhys - The chairman of the apples has been found unconscious. Sources have suggested that his drink has been spiked, causing the black out. It is unknown if the match will go ahead tomorrow. We will let you know as soon as possible!

******

Riley drove straight over to Liam’s house, concerned about what she had seen on Twitter. Wondering if the others had heard, as Liam organised for everyone to meet there. It was 1am, usually on her birthday- she would be in bed at this time.

Walking through the doors, she received a cold reception from everyone.

“What’s up?” She asked, feeling paranoid.

“Have you been to the stadium tonight?” Bertrand had information about who had been to the stadium that day. Now Riley was here he needed to ask her. He had asked everyone else. Everyone else had been there between the hours of 9pm and 12am.

“Yes. I needed to have words with Constantine. But I didn’t make him collapse. I had left and he was fine, Bertrand. Where’s Drake?” They all looked concerned, wondering if he was the reasoning behind Constantine’s collapse due to his absence.

*****

Drake was about to leave to head up to Liam’s after the ‘emergency meeting’ text. Closing the door, Kiara was stood in front of him. The crocodile tears began to stream. Brushing past her, he didn’t want anything to do with her. She had come to his home- breaking her injunction rules. He knew if she didn’t leave he would have no option but to inform the police.

“Drake please, I need you back. I’ll marry you. We can have children. The family you always wanted.”

“NO!”

“What does she have that I don’t? You’ve known her all of two minutes. I can be like her.”

“You will never be like her. I love her, Ki. I loved you but you hurt me beyond words. Now please leave or I’m calling the police.”

“Can you see a future with her?”

“Yes. Now if you are done I need to be somewhere.”

“You know what Constantine did to me as a child. It’s messed with my head. I will be a better partner to you.” Before Drake could react, Kiara flung herself at him. Wrapping her arms around his neck- she dug her nails in- leave a little mark, Riley will leave you now.

“Get off me now! We are over!” Pushing her away, he witnessed sorrow in her eyes. Shaking his head, he got in his truck. I love Riley.

*****

No one could get in touch with Drake, they started to panic. The atmosphere in Liam’s living room was like a murder mystery ‘who done it’. All being questioned by Bertrand who was berating them all.

New sources from cctv, have shown that a few members from the Cordonian Apples team visited the stadium between the hours of nine pm and midnight. They were; Liam Rhys, Leo Rhys, Olivia Nevrakis-Rhys, Lindsey Brooks, Riley Brooks, Xavier Lopez, Drake Walker. There were also three other people, who cleverly disguised their identities. It is unknown if any of these people were involved in the chairman’s collapse.

“I know it’s not Maxwell, Hana, Zeke or Penelope. They all have alibis. Whoever it was I need to know. I don’t blame whoever did it. I can help whoever did it.” They all sat stunned in silence. Until they heard the door swing open, nearly taken off its hinges.

“Walker! Nice of you to turn up fashionably late!” Riley turned to Drake, smiling.

“Happy Birthday baby. I love you.” Placing a kiss on her cheek, she was happy to see him. All of them felt like they were in detention and Bertrand was the demon headmaster.

“Thank you. What happened to your neck?” Everyone turned to Drake, noticing dried blood on his neck, all assuming it was he who was involved with Constantine.

“Kiara. She came to mine.” Riley’s heart sunk, she felt sick- hoping there was a decent explanation and that she wasn’t about to become heartbroken.

“Wait? Kiara did that? Haven’t you got an injunction against her? Have you called the police?” Leo demanded an answer, still contemplating if he was telling the truth.

“No I didn’t call the police. I think they are a bit busy tonight- and besides I told her to leave, because you needed us all here.”

“You should have still called them you moron! Are you that stupid? What did she want?” Olivia now interrupted.

“She wanted me back, she said she would marry me, have my children.” Holding Riley’s hand, he witnessed her begin to shake. “But I don’t want that- I don’t want her, I told her that. I’m yours Riley.” Brushing her hands away, she needed some space. Wiping the tears away, as she walked into the bathroom. She knew he was being sincere. But it still hurt.

“Hey. Are you okay?”

“Yes. Sorry. I’m coming back.”

“He means what he says you know. He loves you. He would do anything for you. Bast has just arrived, he wants to talk to you.”

“Thanks Leo.”

*****

Riley composed herself as she walked downstairs with Leo, overhearing Bertrand and Olivia argue- this wasn’t the start of a birthday she had been hoping for. Bastien ran up to her, pulling her in for a hug.

“Happy birthday baby girl.”

“Thanks Uncle Bast.”

Bastien cleared his throat, demanding that Bertrand and Olivia put the daggers away.

“As you all know, it is technically my nieces birthday. Riley you have turned into a beautiful young lady, you have a heart of gold. I know life hasn’t been easy for you- but you are so strong. Your parents would be so proud of you. As we all are. I’ve supported you and Lindsey all of your life’s, and I will continue to protect you. I was the last person to see Constantine. I watched as you all visited him, I don’t think that he knew how much he was truly hated. But Xavier will be gone. Here. I managed to get Constantine to terminate his contract. I told your parents I would look after you. That bastard isn’t going to ruin your life anymore. Next step, is to get your divorce papers signed.”

Riley held the paper, shaking- remaining silent. Lindsey came over to her providing her with a smile. Explaining that Bastien had done it for her, she had forced him to help her with her plan and to not worry about the consequences.

Bertrand cleared his throat.

“Thank you for informing us Bastien. We all stick together as a team. If you need to, use each other as alibis. Liam, Liv we will all leave you in peace. See you all at the match!” Everyone said there goodbyes, all agreeing to stick by each other. Riley felt a bit of relief, but still needed Xaviers signature. Thoughts were roaming through her mind on how to convince him that the divorce was needed, were interrupted.

“Leave your car here. I’ll drive you home.”

“Drake, I’m fine. I’m capable of driving.”

“I know you are. I want to come back with you please.”

Riley nodded, Liam said he would get Olivia to drive her car to the stadium for the match.

Arriving at Riley’s apartment, she opened the door. Drake lingered in the living area as she got her nightwear back on. Walking over to him, her eyes gazed on his neck. She knew he wouldn’t hurt her, but she still had concerns regarding Kiara’s motives. No one had heard from either her or Madeleine in days.

“Drake? Do we need to be worried about Kiara?”

“No. I dealt with her. She tried to kiss me but I pushed her away. I’m telling the truth. You’re my girl now.”

Drake pulled her towards him into a tight hug that provided warmth and love. Forcing his lips onto hers, the drama that had occurred was a distant memory that would fade away every time she was around him - nothing in this world, felt as good as the sensation of his touch.

The kiss became more passionate before Drake began to remove her clothes, seductively. Once he had finished, his hand rested below her ear, his thumb caressed her cheek as their breaths increased in sync. She ran her fingers down his back, pulling him closer until there was no distance left between them. Feeling the rapid beating of his heart against her chest, she led him to her bed - teasingly stripping him out of his clothes. Pulling him down on to her as she laid on the bed, her hands explored his bare chest- whilst his hand gently glided through her curls. Slowly moving his hand down her curvy body, his fingertips met and circled her already soaking clit. Smiling at her as she let out a a shaky breath, he kissed her passionately as his fingers began moving rhythmically inside her.

“Drake... Oh...”

“Are you enjoying it?” He smirked, already assuming that he knew the answer.

“Yes....” she whimpered, whilst gripping his back- digging her nails in deeper at every movement he made.

“Do you want your first birthday present?” Drake asked in a seductive manner.

“I’ve already got my birthday present. That is you.” Drake noticed the sparkle in her eyes, staring at her his heart filled with joy at her appreciating him for who he was.

“I love you Riley. I’m going to be the man you deserve. You’re my number one priority- and today is all about you.” Before she could respond, he lowered himself on to her- feeling the skin to skin warmth. Slowly he entered her allowing her to adjust every inch of him- both moaning each other’s names. After the first few thrusts of a slow yet loving pace - he drove himself harder into her. She couldn’t contain the moans that escaped her lips, every deep move he made - she would climax again immediately, which made Drake even closer. He was almost there, but didn’t want it to end- he couldn’t help it. Slowing his movements down, she could feel his hot sperm spill into her. Shit we were supposed to be careful.

Drake removed himself off her, laying next to her cuddling her, and kissing her shoulders delicately. Their chests both rising and falling in sync, their breaths in unison, and the warmth coming from each other’s body provided comfort.

“My beautiful girl. I love you.”

“I love you too. But I really need sleep- unlike some I have to keep an eye on the ball in a few hours- no pun intended.”

“Well maybe if you weren’t so damn gorgeous- I could have concentrated and avoided getting distracted and injured.”

“Shut up! Night.” Riley snuggled into his embrace and fell asleep immediately, Drake shortly followed.

*******

Waiting impatiently at the secret location which Constantine had advised him about, he couldn’t help but wonder if she would go through with it. Constantine had warned him that she would do anything for him. After seeing the breaking news regarding the man, Xaviers mind pondered if she was linked to it as she was late. A cab pulled up and he was relieved. Hoping she would bring some positive news.

“Did you do it? Did you see him?” Xavier whispered to her.

“Of course I did. I want him back as much as you want Riley back. Make sure no one has seen us.” Kiara snatched the envelope off him, scrutinising the area before she made a step forward to leave him.

“Don’t go spending that money stupid! If I don’t get my wife back I’ll be expecting it back.”

[msjr0119]

Cordonian Wags

Part 18- A new day has come

In a world full of Professional footballers and their demanding wives- can their football team nicknamed the ‘Cordonian Apples’ succeed? An American female physiotherapist joins the club. Will this cause issues with the footballers wives?

*This series is based on The Royal Romance characters who belong to Pixelberry - AU Plot switch*

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*****

Breaking News- Apples star, Drake Walker arrested on suspicion of... More news to follow.

Drake thought back to a few hours ago, when he was forced out of his cabin by the police. Once arriving at the station, he was given one phone call- Riley.

“Baby, I’m fine. Don’t worry. Book a room at the hotel we stayed at- text me the room number. I’ll see you there when I get out. I love you Riley. Always.”

Sitting at the table, he crossed his legs- leaning back into his chair with his arms above his head.

“Now Mr Walker, we need facts. You plead your innocence, but Mr Rhys is adamant that you caused him to collapse.” Drake was losing the will to live deep down but not showing it- he could potentially kill Bastien and Lindsey at this moment in time.

“I didn’t do it. I have two alibis. Liam and Leo Rhys. As I’ve already said. I’m innocent. You do know that Connie has a dodgy ticker anyway. He’s a big drinker in general. How do you not know that was the cause of it all? Besides I wasn’t the only to visit him- I spoke to him asking him to reconsider Xavier being our head coach/manager. I had a drink with him and left.”

“I think the hospital staff would have done all the tests- his drink was spiked, purposely. Until we have solid proof you may go home for now.”

“THANK YOU!” Drake waved his hands in the air, as he stormed out of the police station. Ignoring the paparazzi- his priority was to get to Riley.

*****

Riley was pacing up and down the hotel room, hoping that Drake was okay- she knew that Bastien and Lindsey did what they did for her. However she was furious that Drake had been punished for it. Drake stormed through the door, scaring Riley- she had been thinking about handling this situation herself instead- thinking of all the possibilities to save her lover and family.

“Drake, what happened?” She asked softly. Handing him a whiskey she knew he would need it- if not he would definitely need a few shots instead.

“I could kill your uncle and sister- the police are sure that I did it.” Punching the wall, making her flinch, he soon regretted his actions. Pulling her close to him, he kissed her on the forehead- hoping she wasn’t scared due to his outburst.

“But you didn’t - we can work through this. I’ll have a word with Constantine. Drake you mean the world to me- I wouldn’t let you get punished for something that you didn’t do.”

“Ri, I’m sorry. I’m not going to ruin this night with you.”

******

The morning after, Riley knew Constantine was back at work- she intended on confessing to a crime that she didn’t commit just to save her families and Drake’s necks. Knocking on the door to his study, she was shocked to see Xavier sat at his desk. Fuck.

“Hello beautiful.” Shooting up from the chair, he pulled Riley in for a hug. Shit the finalised divorce papers obviously haven’t reached him yet.

“Hi, erm... is your father around? I need to speak to him urgently. I should have rung before to make sure.” Xavier ignored her question as he saw the locket around her neck. Riley locked eyes with him, knowing that all familiar look- that expression that always made her become injured or hurt. Following his gaze, she realised she was still wearing Drakes locket.

“I should go.... it’s... not important... I’ll see you around.” Yanking her arm, he forced her bag off her shoulder- locking it away in the desk.

“You’re not going anywhere Riley! You are talking to me.” Turning around, she needed to get out of the room- she could replace the belongings in her bag. But she couldn’t replace new wounds- she was still suffering for the past scars he had caused. Grabbing her hair, as she tried to escape- she began to cry, fear that she hadn’t felt in a long time began to return with an immediate effect.

“Xavier you’re hurting me!” Crying, she regretting coming in the first place- she could have provided a fake confession in many different ways; text, phone call, written letter, even an email.

“Who got you the locket? Tell me now!” He growled, with anger in his eyes.

“Lindsey.”

“You’re lying! She wouldn’t be able to afford this.” Riley stood frozen, not knowing how to get around the lie, he had confiscated all of her belongings including her phone, there was no way to gain any help- this was the only time she had lied during their relationship. Maybe this time she deserved it, she kept thinking.

“How dare you lie to me, all for what? To protect him?” Before Riley could respond, she felt the sting across her face- before her head was smashed against the picture frame loosely hanging on the wall due to the force of the punch into her jaw. Constantine stormed through the door, hearing the commotion. Immediately pulling his son off of her- he truly did believe that he was a changed man before now. How wrong was he. Feeling guilty, that he had potentially caused this- he needed to make amends.

“Xavier! What have you done?” Helping Riley stand up, Constantine held her, as her body shook uncontrollably - wiping her tears away he noticed the blood drip down her neck.

“Riley... baby I’m so sorry. It won’t happen again.”

“Don’t ever touch me ever again!”

“You’re my wife, I’m sorry. I’ll be a better husband. I just became jealous. Jealous that I didn’t buy you a present that you deserved.”

“Not anymore arsehole! You stupidly signed the divorce papers on my birthday- it was the best gift you could have ever given me. Oh by the way Sir, I spiked your drink. I’m truly sorry for doing it- I wanted revenge for you bringing this monster back into my life.”

“Xavier, I think you should leave NOW!” Xavier swiftly exited the room, knowing he was in the wrong- knowing he was back to his old ways using his ‘wife’ as a punch bag.

“Riley, I know you didn’t do it- I know who did it.” Passing her some ice that was wrapped in a towel- he gently pressed it on her head, before moving it to her jaw. Riley suddenly forgot about Xavier, her main objective was to convince him that she hurt him- whilst also wondering why the playboy chairman was being so kind and sincere.

“It wasn’t Drake! It was me.” Please believe my lie.

“It wasn’t either of you. It was Bastien.” Riley stood frozen, not knowing what to say- her mind couldn’t function or string a sentence together to respond to his confession about knowing the truth all along.

“I’m so sorry for all the hurt I’ve caused. I’ll drop the charges- can we start over? I’ll sort Xavier out. He won’t ever hurt you again. I hope you’ll attend the charity event tonight?”

*****

Riley stared in the mirror whilst getting ready with Lindsey- she had updated her on what happened with Xavier. Lindsey grit her teeth, whilst clenching her fists- as Riley attempted to cover up the damage that he had caused with make up. The usual thing she constantly did back in Manchester.

“When are you going back to New York?” Riley asked, trying to change the prior subject based on her pasts poor decisions.

“I was due to go back tomorrow, but I can’t leave you- not after what he’s done.”

“Or you can’t leave because of Leo?” Riley said winking- attempting to change the morbid atmosphere.

“Well yes, that too. I love you Riley. You’re my sister. I just want you to be happy and live the life that you deserve. With someone that you deserve. Someone that will make you feel like life if worth living.”

*****

Drake noticed that Riley wasn’t her usual self- all he wanted to do was pull her into his arms and comfort her. Keeping his distance- he needed to avoid obvious affection until Xavier was aware that he was divorced.

“For fuck sake.”

“What’s up Drake?”

“Connie and that arsehole are heading this way.” Maxwell, Liam and Leo looked up- all Shaking their heads.

“Walker, I’m sorry for the hurt that I have caused. I can’t remember who did it to me. I’ve dropped the charges, hopefully the police will accept that. Xavier has something to say to you too.” Nudging his son, he knew this was an awkward situation. After what had happened with Riley, Constantine persuaded Xavier to let her go- if you love her you’d let her go. At least until you can prove you are the man she once fell in love with. But if she has moved on, you have to respect her decision. I’m saying this as your father, please think about it.

“Drake, I’m sorry for hurting Riley again. The best man won in the end. Don’t lose her like I did.” Constantine smiled at them all before walking away. Xavier turned facing all of the men, putting his hand out to Drake- he hesitated not knowing how sincere he was. Pulling Drake closer to him.

“Did you like my little ‘publicity’ stunt? This isn’t over- just because we are now officially divorced, it doesn’t mean that I’ve lost her for good. I’ll be watching you like a hawk. You may have bought her a locket- but I bought her so much more in past. See ya.” Drake felt anger build up inside him, watching Xavier walk off smirking. The men noticed how their friend remained calm- possible for the sake of Riley.

“Drake? What did he mean hurt her again?” Maxwell wasn’t the brightest spark of the group, but in the whole conversation he had picked up those words- panicking for Riley.

“She’s been quiet. That bastards touched her again.” Ignoring the men’s advise for him to remain calm- he walked over to the women, interrupting their conversation.

*****

“Ri? Can we talk?”

“Sure what’s up?” Guiding her into the corner of the room, he wanted to ensure that she was okay- if not he wanted to convince her that he was always going to be there to support her.

“Are you okay? You seem a bit off.” Shit he can see straight through me. Lie to protect him, or at least white lie.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m just not feeling well. I keep feeling sick and I’ve got a headache. That’s all. Don’t worry about me.”

“Do you want me to take you home? Xavier said he knew about the divorce so we don’t need to hide anymore.” Remaining silent, she was happy that he knew the truth- but also regretted how she informed him- not knowing what else he was capable of doing. Drake noticed her mind working overtime.

“Ri? Did he do something to you?” Coming out of her trance, her baby blues fixated on his brown eyes that were gradually forming tears.

“Don’t go mad. Promise me that you won’t go mad.” Drake nodded, not knowing how he would react to whatever she was about to confess. “He slapped me across the face, then punched me- I banged my head due to falling backwards into the wall. But I’m fine. I forgot to take the locket off. He knew you bought me it. Constantine walked in before he could do anything else.”

“That son of a b-” Wrapping her arms around him, she could feel that he was tense.

“Drake, please just ignore him. I don’t want any trouble. I love you. My future is with you.”

“I love you too. My place or your place tonight?” Feeling his cock slightly twinge, he just wanted to the escape the charity event- spending time with just Riley.

“Either, I better get back to the ladies. Hana was talking about her and Maxwell’s sex life- I doubt that you’d want to be part of that conversation. Neither do I for that matter but I’ll just blank the details out.”

“Yeah, I’ll leave you to that one. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

*****

Riley had found out that Maxwell and Hana had an impressive sex life- she still couldn’t comprehend why they kept their relationship a secret from the press. Asking the waiter for a glass of water, Lindsey eyed her sister suspiciously- knowing there was something wrong.

“Linz, can you come to the toilet with me? Something isn’t right, I’m supposed to be going home with Drake- but I really don’t feel well.”

“Of course. Quick, go in to the bathroom. What’s up?”

Madeleine followed the girls into the toilet, overhearing them- her eyes widened. Interesting, she whispered to herself before making a phone a call and sending a text.

******

BREAKING NEWS- Lindsey and Riley Brooks spotted at the family planning clinic, thanks to our source informing us of the women’s plans- we followed them there. Is one of the girls pregnant? More Apples news to follow!

Walking out of the clinic, the girls saw the press snapping photos of them. What the fuck? They both said in unison. Not understanding why they were being stalked by the paparazzi. Before they could react, Leo’s Ferrari pulled up screeching to a halt outside the clinic entrance- Drake had a text message from Madeleine prior to them arriving at the clinic- Hi Drake, I just thought you should know something. I’ve just overheard the Brooks’ sisters in the toilets. Riley said ‘I need to go to the clinic as soon as possible, and get rid of it. Linz please don’t tell Drake.’ I think she’s pregnant and is going to terminate the pregnancy. I hope you’re okay? Maddy xo A while after that text was sent, it was breaking news all over Twitter.

“Riley!”

“Drake? Leo?” Drake ran up to Riley, holding her hands- holding in the tears.

“Riley, I will look after you both. I’ll provide for you both. Please don’t abort my baby.” Riley looked at the broken man in front of her- not knowing what to say- he had his wires mixed.

“Drake, I’m not pregnant. I don’t know why you’d think that?”

“Madeleine text me saying she overheard your conversation in the toilets- then breaking news on twitter.... you were complaining of a headache and feeling sick....”

“Drake. I’m not pregnant. Do you really think that I’d terminate a pregnancy after my last one? My arm swelled up, I wasn’t feeling well, they’ve removed my implant immediately because the area around it became infected. That’s what I needed to get rid of. I asked Lindsey to not tell you because I didn’t want to worry you. We were going to sneak back in. I’m sorry. Can we talk about this somewhere else?” Drake nodded, suggesting going back to his cabin. Leo drove them back there before leaving with Lindsey.

****

Drake and Riley arrived at his cabin, she noticed that he was extremely quiet- regretting not communicating with him before the Chinese whispers began. Wishing she had been upfront about where they were going, rather than just leaving abruptly. Sitting on the edge of his bed, he held his head in his hands- feeling a dickhead for blurting out what he did.

“Drake?” Placing her hand on his shoulder, she looked down on him with sorrow in her eyes.

“I’m sorry. For a split second I believed that you was pregnant. That I was going to be dad. I should have ignored Madeleine’s text- I knew you wouldn’t terminate a pregnancy with your past.”

“You don’t have to apologise. I’m sorry.” Sitting next to him, he remained silent- in a daze. “Drake, I know we haven’t been together long. But if I was pregnant- I’d be thrilled.”

“Really?”

“Yes. I fell in love with you instantly. You are my saviour- and I know you’d protect our child. You’d make a brilliant dad.”

“I’d protect you both until I take my last breath- you’d make a brilliant mom. I can’t wait to be a dad in the future- I’d do everything my dad did with us- camping, teaching them how to make s’mores, basically turn them into a Boy Scout.” Riley smiled at him reminiscing about his childhood.

“What if it was a girl? She wouldn’t be a Boy Scout- she would be a girl guide.”

“I’d do the same with her. If we had a daughter she will beautiful like her mom.” Cupping her cheek, he looked into her eyes. Noticing her blush he laughed.

“Charmer.”

“heh, I can be. I suppose we need to go to a shop soon.” Riley looked at him confused. “You’re not on the implant anymore. We will need other protection.”

“Or...”

“Or?”

“Do you see a future with me Drake?”

“Of course I do. Why do you ask?” Gulping she didn’t know how to explain what was running through her head.

“I know this is really premature, considering the amount of time we’ve been dating- and you don’t have to give me an answer... or if you don’t agree that’s fine... I’m happy just being your girl... but...”

“Ri?” Wishing she would spit out what she needed to say, he wondered why she was asking about their future.

“If you can see a future with me and I can see one with you... we both love each other... it was instant... I broke your heart making you think that I was pregnant... how about we make that reality?” Riley saw the vacant expression on Drake’s face- regretting immediately saying what she had said. She sighed, before standing up making her way into the bathroom.

She wants to try for a child? Did I hear her right? Is it too soon? Not too long ago I thought she was pregnant anyway- and I said I would look after them both. What if she changes her mind about us? What if she thinks I’ll do to her what I did to Kiara- I wouldn’t but it wouldn’t surprise me if that doubt would be in the back of her mind. Could I be half the father, my father was to me? I hope they look like Riley- she’s too good for me, what does she even see in me? What would people think about us planning a family this quick? In fact fuck what they think- Savannah became pregnant after a one night stand with Bertrand. At least myself and Riley will have made this decision together. Every time I see her my heart flutters, knowing that she chose me when she first arrived. I know I said to her on her birthday that I’d marry her as a joke but was it a joke? Maybe that was me testing the water. I love her. If she wants to start this journey with me who am I to turn her down.

Riley you idiot. Why did you put him in that predicament? I bet he thinks I’m desperate- using him as a replacement for Xavier and Luis. But I’m not. I love him. I thought I loved Xavier even with the abuse- that was until I met Drake. It doesn’t matter how long you date someone, when you know you know. Or in my case I do. We have both had poor relationships, which both made us heartbroken. Are we each other’s saviours? Can we be a family? What would other people think? I hope I haven’t pushed him away with this idea. When I’m curled up in his arms I feel safe, he would protect us both. I love him more than anything at this moment in time.

Walking into the bathroom, he noticed her staring into the mirror. Placing his arms around her waist, he looked directly at her reflection.

“Do you think we’ll make good parents?” Looking at his reflection in the mirror- she noticed him look at her adorably with hope in his eyes.

“I believe so. What are you saying?”

“I want a future with you- and if that includes a little one, my life is complete. I’m ready for this new chapter, if you are.” Holding her stomach, leaning down into the crook of her neck, he placed light kisses there- they looked at each other through the mirror. Both feeling nervous and anxious about the commitment they had both decided on. Turning her around, he lift Riley up on to the sink.

“Are you going to seduce me then Mr Walker?”

“Damn right I am Miss Brooks.”

[msjr0119]

Cordonian Wags

Part 16 -Backstabber

In a world full of Professional footballers and their demanding wives- can their football team nicknamed the ‘Cordonian Apples’ succeed? An American female physiotherapist joins the club. Will this cause issues with the footballers wives?

*This series is based on The Royal Romance characters who belong to Pixelberry - AU Plot switch*

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******

The alarm was a distant noise, that became louder every second that went by. Snoozing it for a while- Riley knew she had to remove herself from the warm sheets sooner rather than later. Sitting up, Drake pulled her back into bed- snuggling into her.

“Drake, we need to get up.”

“I don’t want to. Five minutes won’t hurt.”

“Drake come on. It’s match day. We can do this after the match.”

“No we can’t. I’ve made plans for us both.”

“What plans?” Suddenly ignoring the fact that they had a busy day, she was intrigued as to what he had planned.

“I’ll tell you if you stay in bed for five more minutes.” She couldn’t ignore that sexy smirk, and charm.

Staying in bed for ten more minutes- they were content in each other’s company. Both secretly hoping that the match would be postponed due to Constantine’s condition. After eating breakfast and getting ready, they headed to Drake’s cabin.

Upon arrival, the door was slightly open ajar. Even with the rush of trying to escape Kiara the previous night- he knew he had locked the door. Checking his pockets he couldn’t find his keys. Holding Riley back as they entered, he didn’t want her to be in any danger. The house hadn’t been ransacked- it was tidy, just as he had left it. Grabbing his suit, they were about to leave to go to the stadium, when the mysterious person walked down the stairs.

“Drake? Bienvenue à la maison... when you slept with me in your truck and gave me your keys I’d have expected you back earlier. Have you still got my thong in your jacket?”

“You are crazy! Get out of my house now!” Holding Riley back, he could feel her tense up- he didn’t want her to come to any harm due to Kiara’s pathological lies.

“Riley, check his jacket. If you don’t believe me. He’s been playing us both- typical footballer. Although you should know all about that.” Patting down his pocket, there was indeed some underwear, throwing it back towards the woman Riley couldn’t cope with anymore hassle.

“Va te faire foutre Kiara. I learnt french incase I needed to have it out with you after your last performance.”

“Mon cher, you still have a lot to learn.”

“Get out of his house now! Or I’m calling the police.” Threatening to call the police with full of rage, Riley wasn’t bluffing.

“Fine, I’ll go. See you later Drakey. I’m looking forward to our reunion. Love you.” Riley turned around watching her leave, gobsmacked that someone had the nerve to anything so ludicrous.

*****

The journey to the stadium was in silence. Arriving there was press outside, snapping pictures of everyone that turned up- attempting to get a scoop regarding the chairman. Exiting the car, Drake kept pleading with her to speak to him - he was tempted to go awol just to get her to talk.

“You know she’s mental. You know I’d never do any of that. Please just talk or nod your head- do something.”

“Oh I know what she’s like. I’ve had her be aggressive towards me remember.”

“I am forever going to feel guilty about that. That was all my fault. For not being able to hide my feelings. But now, we have a future. I chose you. And I will do for the rest of my life.” Forcing her way through the crowd, she ignored him- she needed to forget about the whole situation and concentrate on the match.

“Riley, Wait up!”

“Drake I can’t do this. She’s going to constantly be there. Do you see Xavier stalking us? No. I just can’t deal with this right now. What’s she going to do next? Come and watch us have sex? Whilst she’s around acting like this, I can’t be with you anymore. We are over!”

Breaking news- trouble in paradise for Drake Walker and Riley Brooks. Arriving at the stadium, they exited Mr Walkers car arguing. Not a good start to their relationship.

....

“Why are you all looking at me?” Riley asked as she entered the changing room. Leo showed her the latest tweet- she was now gossip yet again.

“We’ve split up. Well I told him I can’t be with him. I’ll explain later- or he can explain.”

“feliz cumpleaños bebe” Rolling her eyes back, someone must have forgotten to inform him that he had been dismissed. Someone must have forgotten that he had no right to call her baby anymore. She wasn’t his prized possession, she hadn’t been for a long time.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

“Erm, I’m the manager.” Riley couldn’t wait to wipe that sarcastic smirk off his face. Oh how she wished that someone could record his reaction.

“Not anymore arsehole! Bertrand is. Now get out of my way.”

“Don’t you want a birthday kiss from your husband?”

“I’d rather kiss a cows backside then be close to you!” The team couldn’t stop laughing at the humiliation he had just received. Reading the paper that she forced into his chest- he knew his own father wouldn’t do that to him. Focusing his gaze on Drake, he saw that he was looking down to the floor- avoiding everyone’s gaze after that breaking news tweet.

“What’s up Walker? Women troubles?”

“Don’t fucking start on him. He’s a better man than you’ll ever be!” Leo stood up abruptly, leaving little distance between the two of them.

“Told you she just wanted you for the lust. Did you enjoy it whilst it lasted? I know my wife well. Anyway gentlemen, do us all proud. Do this for Constantine, whoever forged his signature on this paper won’t be so lucky.”

“Drake what happened? You need to tell us so we can help you.”

“We had the most amazing sex, cuddles in bed. I had to collect my suit from home- the door was open. Kiara was there. She told Riley a load of bullshit. She even stole my house keys and planted a thong in my jacket without me noticing. Now Riley has said she can’t be with me anymore. It’s her birthday- she’s stuck with Xavier and Kiara being twats. And is pushing me away.” Liam had recorded what Drake said to them, sending it to Olivia. His wife replied by saying she was going to see Kiara and get rid of her.

******

The players arrived on the pitch, singing the national anthem- Riley nervously watching along side Bastien, Bertrand and Xavier. The atmosphere throughout the stadium was euphoric as it was with the first match.

Welcome to Applewood Stadium again- we are all ready for another win again. My name is Gary Thorpe and I have Marcus Healey along side of me again. There is no update on the chairman’s condition, but I know that the team will do him proud. There are many scandals brewing, but let’s not think about those for now. Drake Walker is missing the match, but I’m sure the Rhys brothers will provide us with a win.

According to sources Gary, Walker should be returning for the next match which will be the first away match. Hopefully he’s had enough physio to return, although I do wonder who will be his physio after the recent breaking news. It’s a slow start unlike the first match, but the Apples have control of the ball.

Captain Leo Rhys nearly creates a head start for the apples, the ball was so close. The opponents are close to Beaumont, they shoot- but also miss. Beaumont rolls the ball to his team mate- Liam Rhys is away, no defenders near him, his brother is right beside him. Oh. Is this the head start they need? Leo Rhys shoots and scores! One nil to the apples.

Marcus, I think the apples need to be grateful for Leo Rhys’s talent. Considering his home life he is still determined to work hard.

Yes I agree, it is know that he and his wife Madeleine have filled for divorce- it is known that he is in a new relationship. Enough talk about Leo Rhys the opponents have the ball, oh, this is so close. The apples need to defend quick, before the opponents score an equaliser. Spoke to soon. Beaumont looks frustrated, that could have easily been saved. The score 1-1.

Stoppage time, six minutes added before the half time whistle blows. Can the apples score another to be winning again? This first half Gary has been frustrating for both sides- there has been so many missed opportunities.

And that’s it. The whistle has been blown. The score 1-1.

The apples new Manager Xavier Lopez has stormed off through the tunnel- a disappointing first half for his first match. Hopefully we can win the second half and keep the clean sheet staying top of the league.

The men all headed back into the dressing room, exhausted and awaiting the berating discussion from Xavier. His face was like thunder- drinking water to keep them all hydrated, he threw his bottle in a frustrated rage- narrowly just missing Riley. She was that used to his rages- natural instinct knew to bend down. Realising he nearly hurt her, he went over to where she was stood- Drakes and Leo’s eyes widened. Leo attempted to calm him down- telling him to ignore the interaction taking place.

“I’m sorry. Are you okay? It’s just frustrating. I’m so sorry.”

“It’s fine. Don’t worry.” Pulling her towards him, she wanted to push him away- but placed her arms around his waist.

“Happy birthday darling. I love you. I’ve got you a present.” Handing her a tiny box, she admired the bracelet that had diamonds around the edge. He had always bought her expensive presents in the past, but this time she felt as if it was just a gesture to buy her back.

“That’s so kind of you. We could go for a drink after the match if you want?” Her baby blues sparkled as they did the first night we met.

“Really?” Providing her with a confused expression- not long before she was criticising him, he wondered why the sudden change of heart.

“Yes, you’re my husband.”

“It’ll be my treat, I love you so much.”

“I suppose I still love you.” Kissing her on the cheek, he turned to the players smirking. Seeing Drake scowling, Xavier had a little laugh to himself.

Xavier didn’t suggest any new tactics and was confident and positive that they will turn the match around and win. The team had all rested- and were ready to have an adrenaline rush in order to keep up their clean sheet.

“How could you do that to Drake? He loves you!” Leo snapped at Riley. Riley just shook her head.

“Don’t tell me what to do Leo, he’s my husband. He’s not signing the papers. I may as well try and fix my marriage. I’m not having Kiara stalk me and Drake. It’s for the best.”

“You are fucking crazy! He killed your baby!” Leo out of character, tried to shake her- to see if she was awake and alert, and not possibly on some type of drug.

“People do make mistakes Leo. Enough about me, you keep on doing a great job.” Oblivious to the fact that Leo was correct, she walked away not wanting to continue this slanging match.

Second half is underway, and ‘the Apples’ manager looks a bit calmer than he did fifteen minutes ago. Taking the early possession again, they launch the first attack. Leo Rhys looks frustrated- I wonder what had happened during half time? He’s losing concentration- this is not good for the Apples.

There’s a corner for The Apples...that was so close. Both teams are having so many missed opportunities, it’s going to be hard to predict a winner. I can see that the both teams are frustrated with their rivals defence. Leo Rhys has tackled a player, oh no this doesn’t look good. What do you think Marcus?

I think Leo wasn’t concentrating, it looks like the player could have possibly broken his leg.

Leo looks upset, but is arguing with the rivals players. If he isn’t careful he could potentially be booked. Oh spoke too soon- Leo Rhys is off. Red card. This is not looking good for the Apples.

A penalty has been awarded to the other team, Beaumont looks nervous.

Goal! 2-1. Beaumont is full of rage, blaming his team mate for giving the opposition a penalty. It’s now up-to Liam Rhys. Can he score an equaliser to get the Apples back in the game?

With ten minutes to go Liam Rhys is near the goal- the opponents defence is lacking. Cleverly he tricks the goalkeeper and scores! Leo Rhys stands up cheering, much to the dislike of his manager.

Into injury time, can the Apples score a stoppage time goal? Possibly Marcus- Liam Rhys has had plenty of chances in the last ten minutes. He deserves a brace.

And that is it Cordonia. Full time result 2-2. A draw is disappointing but both teams definitely deserved a win. Its still the beginning of the season- let’s hope they aren’t too disheartened with the result. Can they keep up the hard work? I sure hope so, especially with Walker hopefully returning for the next match.

Returning inside they all hit the showers, and dressed in their teams suits. Xavier explained that he had an update on Constantine, which caused all the team to provide worried looks towards each other.

“The chairman would like to see everyone separately in the following days. He will contact each of you. For now, go and enjoy your afternoon. Drinks are on me. I won’t be there unfortunately. Enjoy. See you all at training.”

Xavier walked out, waiting for Riley- overhearing the team gossip about him as well as Constantine, he didn’t care.

“Are you ready?” Pulling his wife into his embrace, he had to thank Kiara once he had the time to - their plan worked and he was slowly getting his wife back.

“Yes. Ready to be wined and dined.” Riley saw the press ready to snap a picture of the two of them. Placing a gentle kiss on his cheek, she removed her wedding rings out of her purse and allowed him to place them back on her finger.

*******

The men entered the room, as promised Xavier had put money behind the bar. Olivia arrived making a dramatic entrance- with Kiara, and headed straight towards Drake, Leo, Liam and Lindsey.

“Kiara has something to say to you Drake.” Olivia held the knife towards Kiara’s back, twisting and turning it providing the slightest bit of pain.

“Drake I’m sorry for all the pain I’ve caused you... Olivia you’re hurting me!”

“Carry on bitch!” Olivia wasn’t taking anymore shit from her, she knew none of this was her business but Riley was family. And family stick together.

“I was paid to do what I did this morning. I don’t want to hurt you anymore. Or Riley for that matter. I will leave you alone. I’ve accepted that you are not mine anymore. I wish you both the best.”

“Good girl! Now au revior. Or I’ll stab you properly. If I see your face around here again- get ready Kiki.” Kiara began crying, before she left she informed them all that she was leaving the country. She had Xavier’s money in her bag, that amount of money would set her up for a lifetime if she used it well.

“Thanks Liv, I’m going to head out. I’m not in the mood.”

“Drake, Riley will come back to her senses. Especially now psychopath is out of the picture.”

“No she won’t, Liv. I’ve lost her. But thanks guys.”

*****

Arriving at the restaurant, Riley had second thoughts - she believed she would be spending time with Drake on her birthday.

Xavier became drunk easily, probably down to nerves about being back in the company of his wife, winning her trust and possibly love back.

“So, I’ve ripped up the divorce papers. I want to work on our marriage. Put the past behind us. But I have a document from the lawyer. We both have to sign it, to say we are not getting divorced but instead we need counselling. I need to know that you are going to be the man I fell in love with Xav.”

“Pass the paper here. I don’t care what we have to do to fix our marriage. I will prove to you everything.” Signing the paper without reading it. She lent towards him, hugging him. Returning to her position. He lent in to kiss her on the lips. The kiss felt odd, unusual.

“We will go for the first session next week if you want?” Riley encouraged this suggestion, hoping he would agree.

“Yes. Do you want to come back to mine tonight?” She saw desire in his eyes, feeling slightly guilty- he possibly could have changed. But it would take a long time to gain any trust back.

“Oh I can’t, I promised Lindsey and Bastien that I’d see them. But I could stay after the counselling, depending on how it goes.”

“Yes okay then. I love you Mrs Lopez.”

“I know you do in your own little twisted way.”

They had their meal, and Riley insisted on getting a cab home- promising to text him to let him know she was home.

He rung her shortly after they had departed each other’s company- pouring his love out down the phone. Lying she told him she was home. Hesitantly knocking on the hotel room door, she had hoped that the person would still be awake. Opening the door smiling, her heart fluttered like she was seeing her teenage crush.

“I’ve missed you.” Pulling her towards him, she felt warm again belonging in his arms.

“I’ve missed you too. That was torture. But I’m finally getting divorced. Did Liam and Liv stick to her plan?” Showing him her papers, he picked her up- spinning her around. Kissing her forehead, he held her protectively. Relieved that she was one stamp away from being divorced, and relieved that Kiara had gone awol.

“Yes, she had a knife in Kiara’s back- never mess with Olivia. Kiara has left Cordonia. Our publicity stunt worked. Leo and Lindsey are still pissed off- none of us had the heart to tell them what was going on.” Escorting her into the room, he flung her on to the bed. His hands roamed her body, as he kissed her passionately. The night hadn’t turned out the way which he had planned- but he didn’t care. They were both each other’s and he was going to make it up to her tomorrow - a belated birthday.

“Seeing him with you was torture. Now you’re technically divorced, in the future you could be Mrs Walker.”

“Are you proposing to me?” She winked at him. Knowing he wasn’t, she still imagined what it would be like to be his wife.

“Not yet. But I know what I want in my future and that is you. I love you.”

[msjr0119]

Cordonian Wags

Part 21

In a world full of Professional footballers and their demanding wives- can their football team nicknamed the ‘Cordonian Apples’ succeed? An American female physiotherapist joins the club. Will this cause issues with the footballers wives?

*This series is based on The Royal Romance characters who belong to Pixelberry - AU Plot switch*

Warnings: Abuse, Swearing.

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******

Xavier walked into the lounge area, not understanding the change of heart from Riley.

“I just need to nip next door. Make yourself at home.” Riley explained as she turned the kettle on.

“Why?” Wondering if she was using this as an excuse and was actually going to run away from him after he had gone through faking his death. Riley walked towards the door, he noticed her phone and purse was near him- if she was going to run she would have taken them he believed.

“Mrs Jones, my neighbour- she invited me over for something to eat. I’ll just explain that I have a visitor and will have to postpone it.”

“I’ll come with you.”

“NO! I mean, she’s not very good with strangers. She has dementia, she likes familiarity. I’ll be thirty seconds tops.” Riley ran out of the front door, hoping he wouldn’t follow her. Leaving her phone, he decided to read through her messages- knowing it was wrong and that he was hurting himself doing this, he wanted to know how Drake spoke to her. What made her attracted him. Realising that Drake spoke to her with respect, showed her love, admired her- made him fully regret how he treat her. I’m sorry Drake, but I need my wife back, he thought as he text Drake then blocked the number before deleting the evidence.

*****

Knocking on the door, Riley had hoped that Mrs Jones wasn’t having her usual siesta. The knocking became more frantic, I’ve been more than thirty seconds- he’s going to come for me.

“Riley? Are you okay?”

“Mrs Jones. I’m in danger. My ex husband has shown up. I’m keeping him in my house- I don’t want to let him out of my sight. If he leaves, it won’t be long until he comes back to hurt me or others. I need you to contact Lindsey now, tell her to get on a flight as soon as possible. Keep an eye out on the house. I will keep all lights on, I will text you the word “okay” every half hour. Do not reply. If you see anything suspicious or I don’t text you... call the police as soon as possible. I need him in prison, if he has any inkling that I am against him or that the police are on their way he will go on the run and I won’t be able to live my life without always looking behind my shoulder. Don’t worry about me. Just please contact my sister.”

Before Mrs Jones could reply, Riley ran back to the house. Scrutinising through her phone book, she found Lindsey’s number and rung her immediately.

******

Drake broke down crying in front of everyone, they all wondered what had happened. He was upbeat about his future with Riley, and was now an emotional wreck. Helping himself to a bottle of whiskey from Liam’s liquor cabinet, he downed it in one. Bastien pulled him to one side- Drake fell into his embrace unable to control his emotions.

“Drake? What’s the matter? What’s happened?”

“It’s.... Riley.... she doesn’t.... want to be... with me anymore. She’s not coming... back... she’s leaving New York.... I’ve lost her.... we’ve lost her....” Passing bastien his phone, reading the text it seemed suspicious. He knew his niece, she would never say something so serious over a text or phone call.

“Drake, I’m going to get the next flight to New York. She loves you, her head is probably all over the place.”

“Bastien it’s fine. You’re needed here. I don’t deserve to be happy, I just want her to be happy. If that isn’t with me, then so be it. I’m going to go up to the spare room, I need a minute to myself.” Walking in a trance to the room, he couldn’t help but look at the screensaver on his phone. Wondering what he had done so wrong for her to abruptly end their relationship. Taking his grandmothers ring out of the box, he held it - maybe I was destined to be with someone like Kiara, to be a doormat, in a loveless marriage? I’m sorry grandma, but looks like your ring will be covered in dust for the foreseeable future.

Lindsey excused herself from everyone after feeling her phone vibrate- Mrs Jones? What the hell has gone off?

“Hello, Mrs Jones what’s the matter?”

“Lindsey... it’s Riley... she’s in danger. She needs you here. She said to not mention it anyone else, but you need to get here as soon as possible. Her ex husband is here.”

“Mrs Jones, I don’t mean to be disrespectful but have you taken your tablets today? Her husband died.”

“No he’s here. She was frantic. She insisted on keeping him locked in the house until you arrived- I wanted to call the police but she said she needed to keep him on her side and that she wanted to get him behind bars. Lindsey just get here as soon as possible.”

“Shit! Sorry. I’m on my way. I swear to god if he kills her.... I’m bringing someone with me. Thank you and see you soon.” Hanging up, she panicked- how the fuck can he be announced dead when he’s alive?

“Liv. Can you come to New York with me now. Don’t tell the men. I don’t want to worry Drake...” Explaining to Olivia what was said on the phone, Olivia was furious with Riley, even more so with Xavier.

“Liam, we are going to New York to bring Riley back. Don’t tell Drake. I love you.”

“Why are you going now?” Olivia was thankful that the men were intoxicated, if not he would be persistent asking questions as to why the two of them were doing a moonlight flit.

“No time to explain. I’ll contact you when we arrive.”

****

Xavier jumped as Riley walked back through the door, she was longer than she said she was going to be- but he was going to ignore it, not wanting to push her away.

“Sorry I took longer, she’s really forgetful at the moment.” Lying she hoped he would accept it.

“Don’t worry. I understand. I made you a coffee.”

“Thank you. So. How are you here if you are dead?”

“Constantine told me you was moving back here, only returning for match days.....”

Constantine drove to Xavier’s house, not knowing how he would react to his plan. After Xavier had left him before, he insisted that he would sort his flights out.

“Are you packed?”

“Yes. Have you sorted my flight out?” Constantine handed him the boarding passes as well as new passport.

“John Taylor?”

“I have a feeling that the rest of the club will follow you there. I stupidly suggested that you was visiting your family- but Riley will know the truth. We need to fake your death.”

“If I’m dead, I’ve lost my job. I’ve lost Riley for good.”

“If you’re dead, no one will suspect that Riley is with you. You need to win her heart again. I have paid someone to drive your car, and someone to chase that car. They are going to steal Leo’s Ferrari. What the person who is driving your car doesn’t realise is that they will die tonight. So you better make this worth my while. I will confirm that it is your body. Here’s a new phone. I love you son.”

“And here I am. I’ve given everything up for you. I love you. Tell me how I can convince you to give us another shot.”

“Xavier, I will never be able to forgive you. Maybe in time, we can be friends?”

“I slept with Kiara before she left. I wanted to get back at you and Drake. I paid her to cause trouble between the two of you. I regret all that, but I was desperate to get you back.” Deciding to be honest, he believed it would gain a bit of trust.

“You slept with Kiara? You two are made for each other.” She wasn’t jealous one bit, in a way she had hoped that the two psychos would have continued their one night stand.

“She isn’t you. I didn’t feel anything.”

“Just like all the others then?” Holding her hands, he needed to prove that he was the man she once fell in love with.

“Yes just like the others, that’s in the past. We can start a fresh.”

“I’m pregnant.”

“What?”

“I’m pregnant, with Drakes baby. I found out today. He is my future.” Lying she hoped he would forget about reigniting their relationship.

“That’s great news Ri. You’ll make a fantastic Mom.” That was unexpected.

“I can be it’s father, a second chance for us both. Drake doesn’t have to know. We can move away.”

“Are you insane? I don’t want anything to do with you!”

“You are mine. We will be family again.”

“No!” Grabbing her wrists tightly, she knew he wouldn’t be sincere for long.

“You’re hurting me!” Letting go immediately, he placed a kiss on each wrist. “I’m so sorry. Please forgive me.”

“It’s fine. But please don’t hurt my baby.”

Checking her phone discreetly, she text Mrs Jones and deleted the text.

“What you doing?”

“Erm, just checking the time.”

“There’s a clock on the wall.”

“Today’s technology eh?”

“How about I take you out?” Public place, waste as much time as possible.

“Okay, I’ll get showered and ready.”

“No need, you are fine as you are.”

*****

Walking out of the house, Mrs Jones was watching out of the window- Riley waved and nodded. Lindsey had contacted her informing her that she would be in New York soon- the two women had managed to catch a flight shortly after leaving Olivia’s house. Arriving at the restaurant, they ordered food. Xavier became drunk quickly.

“So what does Walker have that I don’t?”

“A good heart. He loves me. I love him.”

“I can try and be like that. Teach me to be like him.”

“You can’t teach someone to be like someone else. I gave you so many chances, and I gave up.”

“Damn it Riley! We are both footballers, we both have brown hair, brown eyes. I can be him. I can be a father to your baby.”

“We will talk about this when you drop me off home.”

“Drop you off home? I thought I could stay.”

“Well I suppose you could, but you have to calm this anger down.” Xavier promised, Riley not so convinced. Counting down the minutes- she went to the bathroom to research incoming flights. Due in six hours if she is on that flight, can I last that long with him?

Arriving back at Riley’s, he kissed her- if she was going to react he decided to blame it on the booze. Five and half hours. “Xavier, please don’t.”

“I’m sorry. I just want you to be mine again.”

“How about you go up to the bedroom? Wait for me. I’ll go in the shower.” Xavier smirked, he had hope that he was going to make love to his ex wife again. Nodding his head, he immediately stripped off his clothes. Locking the door behind her, the more time she could waste in the bathroom the quicker Lindsey would be there. Texting Mrs Jones again, she left her phone unoccupied. Xavier wondered what was taking her so long, thinking she was pampering herself for just him- she asked me to wait in the bathroom, she wouldn’t say that if she didn’t want me back. Going downstairs for a drink of water, he noticed her phone on the table. Intrigued to see if anyone had contacted her, he unlocked the phone. Incoming flights to New York. That bitch!

Storming upstairs, he knocked on the bathroom door. “Riley baby. How long are you going to be?”

“Not long. I just... I just need to make sure that I’m ready for you.” Cringing as she said this, she had already planned to force herself to sleep once she exited the shower.

“Don’t keep me waiting too long.” I’m claiming you as mine. Whoever you are expecting to turn up- won’t be here for long.

Coming out of the bathroom, she noticed that he was naked- faking a smile, she was hoping that he would be happy with just a goodnight hug. Four and a half hours. Sliding into bed, she said goodnight as she turned to the opposite direction. Laying on his side, he placed his arm around her- deep down she wanted to remove it immediately. Instead she just kept thinking about Drake, her Drake- wishing he was with her instead. Xavier slowly thrust against her- she could feel his erect penis, grimacing she wished the next few hours would fly by. “Xavier, I’m tired. Maybe tomorrow?” Knowing that with the support of her sister, he wouldn’t be here tomorrow. “I want you now. I’m going to make you mine again.”

“No Xavier. Please.” Pulling her hair forcefully back, he had a tight grip.

“No one says no to me Riley, especially after they’ve lied. Care to tell me who is coming from Cordonia?”

“N-no one. I haven’t spoken to anyone since you arrived. Please I don’t want sex with you.”

“Tough. You will be my wife again. That baby will be ours.”

“No! I divorced you for a reason. Leave me alone or I will call the police!”

“What are they going to do with a dead man? You’re a slut Riley, I gave you the opportunity to have a family with me. Do as I tell you or the old Xavier will return.”

*****

Lindsey and Olivia arrived in New York, hailing a cab- Lindsey was too frantic to drive. Arriving at the house, Lindsey knocked on Mrs Jones’s door- as she did, she received a text. Not okay, call the police!

Lindsey grabbed Olivia, and knocked the door down- not giving a shit at how much it would cost to replace.

“Riley! Ri! Where are you?” Running around the house, she was nowhere to be seen. Becoming more panic stricken, Olivia attempted to calm her down.

“Help!” Following the voice, they ran down the cellar.

“Xavier? Please don’t hurt me. I’m sorry.” The two women looked at Riley, both furious. Seeing her blindfolded and tied up beaten black and blue- they were furious that she didn’t immediately call the police. On a closer inspection, Olivia noticed that Riley was surrounded by a puddle of blood.

“What the fuck has he done to you?”

“Liv?”

“Riley... I’m sorry we took so long, we came as soon as we could. Why the fuck wouldn’t you get help?” Kneeling down next to her sister, Lindsey felt guilty. If she didn’t suggest selling their childhood home, Riley wouldn’t have come to New York, and Xavier would still be ‘alive’ and still be the manager of the club. Removing the blindfold and untying her, they witnessed fear in her eyes.

“I.. I don’t know... he’s on the run. I stupidly thought ... if I kept him here... when you arrived... that... we could call the cops then. I kept texting Mrs Jones..... then I checked for flights... he must have looked at my phone....”

“Where is the bastard?” Olivia saw Riley and Lindsey’s eyes widen.

“Hello, Mrs Rhys. I’m not a bastard, I’m your brother in law.”

“No! My ‘brother in law’ died. Technically you was half brother in law. Arsehole. What you going to do? Hurt me too?” Xavier laughed. “No, Riley’s learnt her lesson now. She understands that we are meant to be together. Isn’t that right darling? We are going to be a family, she’s pregnant.” Olivia turned around to face the sisters, her mind working overtime about how to get them all out safe.

“I think we should go Lindsey.”

“Are you fucking crazy? I’m not leaving my sister!” Pulling the dagger out of her bra, she mouthed trust me to them. “Maybe I am crazy. But I think Xavier, should pick up his girl and see that she is okay? Come with me Lindsey. Well go on then Xavier.” Xavier nodded, Lindsey provided him with dagger eyes as he knelt down, kissing Riley on the forehead. Throwing her arms around him, Riley forced a kiss on his lips. Keeping the kiss linger, she soon felt him fall into her- with the lack of energy she had, she pushed him off her. Unable to contain the shaking, Lindsey ran over to her, holding her tightly- comforting her.

“I always told Liam, it is a good idea to carry daggers around with me. That bastard won’t hurt you anymore.” The three women all held each other, Lindsey thanked Olivia - for not only saving her sister but potentially them all. “Riley are you really pregnant? Because all the blood you are surrounded in, is concerning me. You do know that bastard text Drake, dumping him?”

“No. I just said that - hoping he wouldn’t hurt me. How wrong was I? Thank you Liv. For everything. It doesn’t surprise me. Drake didn’t believe it did he? I can’t lose him.” Before she could respond, they heard heavy footsteps coming down the cellar stairs.

“POLICE! PUT ALL WEAPONS DOWN!”

“About fucking time!” Olivia explained to the police that she stole ‘his’ dagger off him as he was attacking Riley. The police seemed to believe the story.

“We need medical assistance as soon as possible. Woman in her twenties, badly beaten- surrounded by blood from possible rape.”

*****

The day after Olivia killed Xavier, Riley was still in hospital- flashbacks of the night roamed in her mind. Olivia sat by her bedside with her, whilst Lindsey cleaned the house. There was a knock at the door, Olivia smiled- letting go of Riley’s hand, she stood up exiting the room, patting the visitor on the shoulder.

“I’m so angry with you right now. Why would you put yourself in danger?” Holding her hand to his lips, he regretted not forcing himself to follow his gut instincts.

“I love you so much, I could have lost you. I’m so sorry. Please come back to Cordonia, I’ll buy us a new house. We can buy one here, and in Cordonia. You’re safe now. I’m not letting you out of my sight, unless you’re with Olivia that is. You are my future Riley.” Fluttering her eyes open, she smelt his scent- believing she was hallucinating.

“D-Drake?”

“Ri, are you okay?”

“Don’t. Please. I brought this on myself.”

“Maybe a little. But I still care about you. I’d be heartbroken if I lost you.”

“Marshmallow. I don’t deserve you. Please don’t leave me.”

“I’m never leaving you. I love you too much to leave you. We planned a future together remember.” Kissing her on the lips, he had missed her. “I want you to move in with me Ri. So I can look after you and protect you. What do you say?”

“Erm. About that future we planned. There’s something I need to tell you...”

[msjr0119]

Cordonian Wags

Part 14- Flashlight

In a world full of Professional footballers and their demanding wives- can their football team nicknamed the ‘Cordonian Apples’ succeed? An American female physiotherapist joins the club. Will this cause issues with the footballers wives?

*This series is based on The Royal Romance characters who belong to Pixelberry - AU Plot switch*

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******

Riley drove aimlessly around a country she wasn’t used to. Whilst driving she was uncontrollably crying, the previous adrenaline rush and anger that had built up had soon disappeared. Not knowing how she was going to cope working alongside her estranged husband and father in law for all these months. Her thoughts lingered on Drake- contemplating giving up and running away, she couldn’t do that without Drake. He had become her saviour, and she had become his. She felt guilty about ‘stealing’ him away from Kiara- but she didn’t deserve a man that was so thoughtful and loving as Drake Walker.

Pulling up on the side road, she was grateful as she saw that the lights were still on. The building before her contained beautiful architecture, old stone and stained glass windows that were unique. Walking through the door, the musty scent hit her lungs- the quietness was peaceful. Heading towards the front of the aisle, there were candles already lit. Kneeling down- her eyes formed with tears that were gracefully falling down her cheeks- eventually landing on the floor.

I’m so sorry Luis. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you but I will always love you. You will always be in Mommy’s heart- I’ll never forget you.

Feeling a tap on her shoulder, she flinched. Turning around she noticed the man softly smile at her- the priest wore a robe that was something like a long sleeved black dress with black buttons from the neck right down to the ground.

“Are you okay my child?” She heard the soft, friendly voice- letting her know she wasn’t alone.

“No, father.”

“Do you want to talk about it? The church is always open.” Riley stood up as the priest led her to the wooden bench. Not knowing where to start with her fucked up life- it was like some diabolical movie.

*****

The three men, Olivia and Lindsey searched places where Riley might be- her phone was switched off and Lindsey could throttle her stubborn sister for pushing them all away. She quickly did a flight check seeing if there were any flights that could have previously left for the UK or US- there wasn’t, this was some sort of relief. Looking at Drake, he looked defeated and heartbroken.

“Drake, this time of year is always going to be hard for her. Months after losing Luis, she prayed at church every day. She has never truly gotten over it. But I know my sister, she wouldn’t leave you- you’re both made for each other.”

“What if she has though Linz? What if they have pushed her so far that she felt she had no choice but to leave.” Lindsey noticed his eyes form tears- she had never seen a man cry before or a man love someone so much that he was scared of losing her.

“Forget the what if’s. We are going to find her. Besides it’s training tomorrow, then her birthday and the match on Saturday- she’s very career minded. She was never the typical wag- she was young and in love with the idea of marrying a footballer, but she still got her degree and a career. She may say she’s falling for you Drake, but she has already fallen hard. She loves you- even if she won’t say those three words outright. You are good for her.”

“I hate to agree with her. But you two make a disgustingly cute couple. When your secret came out, I immediately liked how she stood up for herself. Walker you need to chill out. I don’t understand why she would love you but by the sounds of it Xavier and Connie need to die.” Shaking his head he ignored Olivia- she hated him, she always had digs at him. Turning to Lindsey he needed reassurance.

“Do you think she honestly loves me? Sex is just sex to people. Maybe she just wanted me to get over the hurt.”

“Drake she loves you. As far as I remember you both had that spark playing hide and seek as kids. I asked back then if you were boyfriend and girlfriend. I remember. I’ve been thinking and reminiscing about the past and I remember a few times that we had met in the past - but that’s a story for another time.”

Arriving at the last church in town, they had hoped she was there. Sneaking in they overheard voices. One familiar voice, Drake felt as if he could breath again- she hadn’t left him, she hadn’t left them all. The priest looked towards them all at the door, placing his finger over his lips- they all stayed in the shadows listening to the conversation.

******

My life has been a mess, I should be grateful that I still have my sister and godfather around me, supporting me. I know I sound selfish because other people are going through worse situations. When I fell in love I was young, he was a different man- I should have known though. You always see it in the papers, the scandals - the poor wives. I always said I’d never be a home wrecker but when I came here, I kissed someone’s boyfriend. I knew it was wrong the minute I did it- but he makes me feel like I can love again. I see a future with him....

Lindsey looked at Drake smiling, he just wanted to run over to her and scoop her up in his arms. Yes he was someone’s boyfriend at the time, and he agreed with Riley- he never wanted to cheat or split up a relationship. But she too was his saviour. He too could see a future, maybe not marriage or kids- he just wanted her as his.

Is it wrong that I can see a future with someone after knowing them for only nearly two weeks? He’s my flashlight, getting me through all this.

No.

But I said my vows- til death do us part. I should have been trying to fix my marriage, but it’s broken beyond repair. Is God angry for me breaking my vows? Is that why he took Luis away from me? As punishment?

God doesn’t punish good people, he will be looking after Luis for you until you reunite with your son.

But I have been punished. Did I deserve all that I’ve had happen to me? My husband is refusing to divorce me. He still loves me. He says he has changed. But a person like that will never change. I was strong in front of him before- but once I left I was an emotional wreck, all the hurt and heartbreak had returned. I don’t want to be upset anymore. I want to look forward to the future.

And you can look forward to your future. We at the church believe that people can change if they put their minds to it. God does not advocate divorce but it is allowed if the marriage has truly broken down and cannot be repaired. Your future is in your hands. If you have done my child, we have guests.

Riley stood up wiping her tears with the tissue that the priest had given her. Turning to the door, she saw her friends and Drake looking concerned. Wondering how much they heard- she was slightly pissed off, church was meant to be confidential away from prying eyes and ears. She knew for a fact who suggested where she would be- in a way she was grateful but other thoughts believed they should have given her privacy. Feeling selfish thinking that way, what had been done had been done.

“What are you all doing here?”

“We were concerned about you sis. Liam and Leo explained what had happened. We all care about you. Myself and Olivia have been debating who’s going to kill Constantine and Xavier first.” Shaking her head, she just wanted to forget about the snakes that were part of her marriage. Walking out of the church, she pulled Drake towards her, forcing a passionate kiss on his lips. Breaking the kiss, she looked at him- before singing in his ear.

I got all I need when I got you and I

I look around me, and see a sweet life

I'm stuck in the dark but you're my flashlight

You're getting me, getting me through the night

Kick start my heart when you shine it in my eyes

Can't lie, it's a sweet life

I'm stuck in the dark but you're my flashlight

You're getting me, getting me through the night

'Cause you're my flashlight

*****

The players all arrived at the stadium for training the following morning. Maxwell caught up with Bertrand, Liam, Leo and Drake- he hadn’t seen them all for a couple of days and was shocked at what he had discovered. Zeke came over to join in the conversation. He was getting frustrated with Kiara crying on the phone to Penelope constantly. Suggesting to Drake that he gains some closure with Kiara before he killed her, Drake refused- Zeke understood once Drake explained all of what happened. His eyes widened as Drake reiterated all that he had been through, Zeke didn’t know who his sister truly was- he gave Drake his full support and apologies.

The men began training on the pitch, Drake joined in much to Riley’s annoyance. She wanted him to take it slow, but he insisted he was fine to kick a ball with his other foot- but agreed to not run. Eagerly watching the men train, she was happy with them all- Bertrand agreed with her. Xavier was watching on the sidelines, but his concentration was mainly on his wife. She had avoided his gaze- but was looking at Drake Walker all the time.

Walking on to the pitch he pulled Drake over to the corner, whilst Riley was distracted talking to Bertrand.

“Walker.” Arsehole, what does my wife see in him.

“What do you want?” Great, got my girlfriends wanker husband wanting to berate me for something.

“Is that any way to speak to your manager? I wanted to talk to you like men.” You are only a footballer Walker, I am in charge of you and your future. You will only every be a fling, and I want you to know that. She is married to me.

“Go on....” This is going to be a laugh- abusive husband wanting to be civil and grown up. Talking like men? Pull the other leg Xavier.

“You do know, my wife is a gold digger. She’s not interested in you. She’s only interested in the money.” Like all the other Wags- but I am responsible for her, til death do us part. What else will make you walk away from my wife.

“Your eyes really should be green, Xavier. They would match your personality.” Harsh, but oh so true. When will he ever back off? He doesn’t deserve to be in a happy relationship.

“I’m not jealous, I’m just warning you.” Pulling Drake closer to him, he whispered in his ear so no one could hear. “She will always be mine. I’m her husband. And I intend on keeping it that way.” Til death do us part Walker, my wife not yours.

“Why won’t you just divorce her? If you loved her you’d do that! I’m not letting her go. So you’ll have to fight for her.” Not dealing with this- walk away be the bigger man. He is hated, I have people supporting me and Riley as a couple. Drake walked away holding his head high. Xavier was riled up, he wanted to carry on drilling into Drakes mind that Riley was his- frustration hit him as Drake walked away from the situation. Chasing after Drake, he launched at him - after a few blows towards him, he busted Drakes nose and lips -it was like Kiara all over again. But this time he needed to protect himself and Riley- defend the both of them.

“Did you enjoy fucking my wife? Because that will all it’ll ever be! She wouldn’t marry you- you have no future together.” Drake wiped away the blood from his nose, and lips. He wanted to remain silent, not causing anymore trouble.

“I’ve not been ‘fucking’ your wife. I’ve been making love to your soon to be ex wife. And she loved it. She loves me Xavier, maybe you should learn to keep hold of a diamond, rather than picking up rocks!”

Liam and Leo saw the commotion, running over to the two men- the two brothers dragged Xavier away from Drake. Before the espanol could react, Leo mimicked his actions he had taken towards Drake.

“That was for hurting our sister in law and nephew..... and that one was for hurting our friend. Stay the fuck away from us all ‘BRO’ “

Riley and Bertrand had finished their intense conversation- hearing the commotion and witnessing the team all scrapping- they both ran over, with cold packs. Bertrand gave one to Leo for his hand, and Riley saw to Drake. Holding him protectively, she gathered some gauze out of the first aid kit. The men explained what had happened, and that once the whole team had ‘ganged’ up on Xavier he sneaked away- not looking back at any of them. He needed support on his side. The only person who would support him was the chairman, his father.

“I’m so sorry Drake. You didn’t have to defend me. He’s an arsehole.” She said gently pressing the gauze on his lips.

“Would you marry me though? You are so beautiful it hurts thinking at how he could hurt you.” He laughed at the marriage question not expecting an answer.

“Yes, I probably would do. And it’s your nose and lips that hurt.”

“I think it’s my heart- my heart is constantly breaking for you. I’m always going to be here for you.” Her lips gently brushed his. Not innocently, like a tease but passionately. “Riley” he whispered slowly. Breaking the kiss they smiled at each other, her heart began fluttering at the sound of voice, saying her name.

“I love you.” She finally admitted, kissing his nose and lips tenderly.

“I love you too.” Maxwell wolf whistled after witnessing the affection between the two. Everyone abandoned training, leaving to go home to rest before the second match that was taking place tomorrow.

******

Later that night, there was a cool air entering my lungs, sending shivers down my spine. It’s the teams second match tomorrow afternoon, but I can’t help myself paying the chairman a little visit. Seeing the lights on, I am grateful that my journey isn’t wasted. If anyone knew where I was in this moment in time they’d ask questions. No need for questions. But there is a need for answers. Answers regarding how fucked up this whole situation is. Love affairs, divorces, secrets, trauma- what’s coming next? I dread to think.

I have always despised the man since I first met him, he always believed he was the ‘king’ of everyone. Having control over anyone, and every situation. When in reality he is just a slimy old man, that only prioritises where he’s getting his next shag from. Now his scandal about having more children has come alight, I wonder if there are anymore to come out of the woodwork.

Walking up to his office, I gulp. Am I crazy? Or am I just defending all of us. Surely he has more secrets? Does he deserve to die? Some may say yes. Some may say no. But someone needs to stand up to him and I intend on doing that.

“What are you doing here?” He asks me, looking angry but also shocked at the same time. Discreetly I smile. I ask if we can talk, like adults. He huffs at first, explaining that he is busy, but he eventually agrees. I was shocked that he didn’t have a whore hiding somewhere in his office. Falling into my trap, he asks me to pour us both a drink. Smirking, I gladly accept. Pouring us both a scotch, I wasn’t exactly fond of the drink but I had to play along- pouring the extra ingredient into his drink. It was only a matter of time, before he felt the slightest bit of hurt.

We talked for a while, about random things. Mainly about the team, and then his family life. ‘Showing’ an interest in his life, he seemed to open up a fresh new can of worms, before holding his chest and collapsing. Pouring the remainder of my drink away, I cleaned my tumbler. Laughing at him as he begged for help, he was dizzy and feeling confused. I walked away- anonymously ringing an ambulance. He won’t die - not today anyway, he will just be knocked out. One of his whores or poor Regina may find him in this vulnerable situation before the paramedics arrive. In his drunk state of mind, I managed to get him to sign something- a termination of a contract. Unknowingly he didn’t know what he had just signed.

“Goodnight Connie.” Exiting the stadium I drive home, mission complete- I said, smirking.

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*****

The Greatest Show

“Li, you’re going to be the King. You are going to be making decisions for the rest of your life. But before you become King, you need to decide where your heart really lies. Like Amber said, don’t string them along.”

“What has she done to you Drake? You’ve turned into a softy.”

“She unexpectedly came into my life. I’ve enjoyed spending time with her. I’m falling in love with her Li. For the first time in my life, I can see a future with someone.” She unexpectedly came into my life. I’ve enjoyed spending time with her. I’m falling in love with her. Drakes words were exactly how Liam felt about Riley.

“Do you think I could sneak away without anyone noticing?”

“What?”

“Leo owes me. He can cover for me for the regatta tomorrow.”

“Cover for you?”

“I’m going to go to New York now. Can you ask Leo to step in, say I’m sick?”

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One Temptation

The day after waking up in Liam’s penthouse, Riley kept watching the video- grimacing every time. The tears wouldn’t stop forming. Assuming Liam didn’t use protection, she knew she had to pay a visit to the hospital or local clinic but also to the police station. At first she didn’t want to go and report the crime, it was still trying to sink in what had happened- hence why she put herself through the torture of rewatching it.

Walking to the clinic, she wished that she had the guts to tell her friends and Drake what had happened. Feeling ashamed, she believed that they would judge her. Not listen to her. Possibly blame her. Would they ask personal questions? Would they ask why she couldn’t stop him, prevent it from happening? Drake. What would he think? Their ‘relationship’ was complicated to say the least. Deep down, Riley was utterly in love with him but wouldn’t admit that anyone- only her drunk/drugged mind spoke the truth to her abuser.

Giving her name to the reception, she turned around to sit down in the waiting area- her jaw was agape seeing the ghost from her past gulp at her as they locked eyes.

“What are you doing here?” The woman snapped at Riley.

“I’m going for a swim, what the fuck do you think I’m doing in a clinic you bimbo?”

“You’ve not changed one bit have you Riley? Still the sarcastic, stubborn little bitch. Did you enjoy your night the other night BELLE?”

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Cordonian Wags

It was match day, Drake couldn’t concentrate. Over the last few days, he had plenty of opportunities to propose, but they had been disturbed. Shaking, he really didn’t want to play- he knew his mind would be on Riley’s results that she would be receiving the following day. Noticing Drake not being his usual self, Riley sat next to him- he had kept her secret from everyone because he respected her wishes. But it was killing him. He knew they both needed support from their family and friends to get through it.

“Come on Walker, where’s that infamous cocky smirk? Make me proud baby, before I die I want to see you outshine the Rhys’s.” Winking at him, he gave her a stern look. “What?” She asked innocently, not knowing what the issue was.

“Don’t talk like that Ri, we’ve already agreed that you aren’t going anywhere.”

“Not yet....We need to make lots of memories together. Go on, get on the pitch. Score a goal- I’ll give you a kiss. Score a brace- I’ll give you handjob. Score a hat-trick - I’ll give you a blowjob.”

“What if I don’t score Miss Brooks?”

“Then.... you’ll get nothing at all. I’m joking. I’ll give you all three, because I’m a number one girlfriend. Break a leg, not literally though! I love you Drake.”

“I love you too Riley, more than you’ll ever know.”