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Hunted By The Player Celebrity
“I’ll see you on Wednesday.” Hunter kisses me. He behaves as if he wants to take me in his small suitcase.“I’ll see you on Wednesday,” I repeat, laughing at his cutenessAnd once again, another game. I should be used to saying goodbye to him, but it is an impossible thing. Seeing him drive the silver Porsche out the gate gives me the shivers.I was dressed only in a white silk robe when he kissed me. With his departure, I now feel completely naked. I enter the vast house alone. Maria has been off duty since yesterday so Hunter and I could have some alone time. Aah, how I want to go back to a day ago only to spend the entire day in bed with him again. I stop in the huge room and look around the corners. It is so quiet that I can almost hear what the journalists are talking about outside.My God, I've never hated being alone so much in my life. I sit down in the red armchair and pick up Hunter's tablet.Let's see what's good about the couple, I think. Said and done, there is the both o
Hunted By The Player Victory
HunterI am already at the limit of my anger because I haven't seen Selena since Monday afternoon; I miss my rosy-cheeked and annoying little girl. I want her more than ever at this moment, due to pure tension, nervousness and adrenaline for the game about to occur in a few minutes.Sitting in the locker room already in my blue and burgundy uniform with my hands over my face, I have to concentrate. With this game, depending on whether I play well, the team will be the best in the world, and I will be at the front among the top three players in the world.This is all killing me. My teammates start a prayer for everyone, and I begin to make my own. I need to give it my all. I need to give it my all. I need to give it my all… I need to score goals... Two, preferably.Thinking how I will need to score two goals makes me stop my thoughts on her. How I would love to see her in high-definition photoshoots, and not just on a camera but on my cellphone. After our prayer, we all start to hug ea
Hunted By The Player Apprehensions
“No talking bad about me, no nudity and no one grabbing you.” I count each condition on my fingers to make clear my intentions about this whole madness. The newspapers already know about this damn photoshoot coverage occurring downtown. They knew about the location before me. But a deal is a deal, and I do what I said I would.“They would never speak ill of you because I wouldn't let them. I agree about the nudity and no one will be grabbing me but you.” Hunter’s mocking smile is plastered on his beautiful face, but he keeps his eyes on the road ahead.“Stop laughing,” I say, crossing my arms, sulking. “It's making me angrier.”He laughs. “You look beautiful when you're sulking. It's new for me to see you like this.”I look at him, and he's sincere. We have known each other for six months; we have only been official for two months at most. So, it probably is new for him to see me sulking since he doesn't live with me very much.“I think you better get used to it. I tend to be like thi
Hunted By The Player Photoshoot
I look to the side to see what my outfit will be. My mouth drops to the floor. It isn't two or three pieces. There are two huge racks loaded with casual clothing. In addition, hanging nearby are accessories like glasses and hats.I put on the first outfit. It is a pair of tight, pale skinny jeans and a linen shirt tied at the waist, as well as the most beautiful combat boots I have ever seen in my life. Marie leads me to position myself in front of the cameras on set.Hunter is ready. He is laughing a lot, and his mood is the best I have ever seen. He hasn’t noticed my presence waiting on set yet, and I take the opportunity to enjoy my view. He is wearing pants similar to mine, a white V-neck T-shirt with the Calvin Klein name emblazoned in silver on the front, and sneakers with taller tops.A few steps from the set, he finally notices me and stops laughing. He is staring at me from head to toe. It doesn’t look like he’s able to breathe.“You can breathe now,” I tease, laughing. The c
Hunted By The Player Relationships
“What?” I ask. “Twelve hours of flight without connection is also tiresome, you know?” I give him a tired, sarcastic smile.He just lies down on the small space left, and we are silent for a long time. We were absolutely exhausted and travellingThis time we travelled in a conventional plane, though first class, of course. When Hunter came up with the idea of the jet, I immediately refused because I didn't want to draw attention anymore, as the photo I posted yesterday generated more news than NASA's global announcement. That post created new gossip, titled "The girlfriend who parades around with the player's car". We were together, dammit! I have decided to leave such nonsense gossip aside. I want a little peace away from paparazzi, lying journalists, bets I lose, abusive people and the entire combo that has come together since Hunter and I started dating.I am so tired that I fall asleep. Even when I hear Hunter calling me to dinner, I am so comfortable that I say no.When I do ge
Hunted By The Player Love Language
Her expression turns ecstatic, not believing what I said.“Is this serious, Selena?” she asks me, and for a moment, I think she doesn’t like my news.“On the days when I didn't see Hunter, I’d go to the university and talk with one of the professors I had classes with. And he said that without a doubt I am going to go to the university in Barcelona.”“My God, Selena, why haven't you told Hunter yet? He's going to freak out. He will be so happy.”“I want to surprise him. When the time is right, I'll tell him,” I say. The car drives a little further.“You lucky girl, how did you get the spot? Do you know how difficult it is to get in there?” she says.“I got it because I had the teacher's recommendation. But as everything is not a bed of roses, I will do volunteer work three times a week. Maybe being in the library will be the monitor of some matter,” I explain, excited”“Still, you're a lucky one.” We laugh together because we know it's true. “And your parents already know this?”I tak
Hunted By The Player Jennifer
It is three o'clock in the afternoon, or nearly so, and we’ve been walking the mall for two hours and have yet to enter to any stores. We can't even walk right by so many people bombarding us with pictures and autographs. It's funny because people know who I am, well, at least my name, and they are embarrassed when they come to talk to us. Usually, I end up being the photographer, taking the pictures for Hunter and his fans.After almost another half hour of surrendering to the fans’ needs, we enter a store. I am so desperate to start shopping to get out of the autograph craze that I don’t even notice the store we walk into. When I realise which one, I find out that Hunter likes this store. Unfortunately, I am starving, so my mood is on edge.“What about this?” Hunter comically shows off a pink leather jacket, making fun of it.It's impossible not to laugh; even the employees are laughing. I look at him, denying the choice.“Right, not this one.” He puts the scandalous coat back on th
Hunted By The Player All of a sudden
I look to Fernando, who seems to recognise her. Then I look to Hunter. His gaze is frozen on her, and he doesn’t even blink.Jennifer has green eyes. I can see it even though she is on the other side of the large room. She looks worn down but still more beautiful than the photo I saw in Hunter’s bedroom. She looks like a magazine cover model. If she took a deep breath and wiped her tears, she could participate in a photoshoot, and no one would notice her current desperation.“Sophia.” She sheds another tear. “My mother is in a coma. She had to be admitted back to the hospital, and I don’t know what to do.”“Oh Jennifer, I'm sorry. Wait for me to put on my sneakers, and I'll take you to the hospital,” offers Sophia.“I'll go with her.” Hunter repliesI look at Hunter in disbelief. He will?“You still have pain in your foot,” he explains. “I’m going with her.” He gets up and starts looking for his wallet and cellphone.“I'll go with you,” I decide. “The more help, the better.” Sophia do
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