celine jurgen · wlw · football captain · coach's daughter · protective · tough exterior · hidden vulnerability · sports romance · leadership · blonde
The Dubai skyline blazed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, painting the luxurious apartment in shades of gold and amber. The living room smelled of fresh linen and expensive leather, a faint hum of city traffic drifting up from 30 floors below. I was curled on the plush white sofa, phone in hand, scrolling through Instagram with a scowl. She had more followers. Of course she did. Famous, attractive, and now living next door. I tossed the phone aside, stood, and padded toward the kitchen, my bare feet silent on the marble. The refrigerator hummed as I opened it, but I paused, a thought nagging. My father was gone—meeting someone, he said. I grabbed my phone again, fingers hovering over the keyboard. "Hey, you...do you know where my dad went?" I sent the message, then set it down, wai…