Lahat ng Kabanata ng In love with a soccer star: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Munich, Germany. Three months later.I've paid my duesTime after time.I've done my sentenceBut committed no crime.And bad mistakesI've made a few.I've had my share of sand kicked in my faceBut I've come through.Dominik opened his eyes and let the song keep playing. For some reason, he enjoyed it this time. He got out of bed slowly, trying not to wake the woman sleeping next to him. He headed for the bathroom, he took a quick shower, brushed his teeth and put on a black sweatshirt, his favorite jogging pants and a pair of black Nike boots, his favorite. He made one of his delicious energy shakes and drank it in one sip.He loved fall in Munich, the colorful landscapes, having to put on a coat to head outside to jog and disconnecting from the world, at least for the hour his session lasted.It had been three months since the Germany team had become world champions and Dominik was enjoying his vacation. The day after he would leave for Stockholm, to meet his sister and the week a

Dihanna moved, but she did not wake. She fell asleep fifteen minutes after the plane took off. She did not nap long, but an hour and a half were enough for her to recharge her energy. She had not slept well the night before, her boyfriend didn't let her. Rainy days brought out the naughty side of Dominik.Dom smiled and placed himself so his girlfriend could lay her head on his shoulder.“We're almost there” he said, leaning in to kiss his girl's forehead.She opened her eyes slowly and smiled.“I love you.”Dominik smiled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.“I love you, too” he said and turned towards the plane window. He wishes in the depths of his soul this were Samanta.Not 20 minutes later, flight 2414 of Lufthansa landed on the strip of the Stockholm Arlanda Airport. Dominik wrote to his sister right away, letting her know they had arrived and they were looking forward to joining her for lunch.Dihanna and Dom went to their hotel to leave their baggage and refresh themselv

Amir took a deep breath and gathered all his courage for this. He knew this would be a family scandal, but he had t do this if he expected his father to accept Samanta. Of course, she had no idea this crazy idea was brewing in his mind.His sister Maher, tried to prevent him from doing this madness, knowing how picky their father is. He would not accept this dishonor. That was why he had to lie. He would have to corner him into doing this.The Mobareks were one of the wealthiest families in the area. Ihshan Mobarek was a tough man, old fashioned. To him, tradition was the most important thing and he already had made his selection of the best suitors for his son. All, daughters of his friends or business partners. He would wait until his son graduated to introduce him to whichever young lady he should marry. None the less, Amir did not like the idea. He wanted to do it himself, pick the person he would marry and, apparently, his heart chose this beautiful lady with brown hair and amber

Seven years later.There was no prettier sound than her daughter's laughter. The innocence her little angel beamed was mesmerizing. From the first time she held her in her arms, she could not stop wondering how amazing her little Aháva was.The child ran along the corridors of the beautiful chalet. The one Ihshan Mobarek gave his granddaughter. That gorgeous little lady with light brown hair, green eyes and tan skin, she conquered him at first sight. Although she did not look much like his son, but his daughter in law, it was undeniable that the smile he so much adored, was his late wife's Mahabi, Amir's mother. At least, so he thought.It was about 9 pm and Samanta was running after Aháva.“That's enough, honey. You have school tomorrow and you must go to bed now.”“I don't want to go to bed yet, mommy. I want to play a little more” her daughter's little voice was music to her ears.“Time to sleep, or you won't want to get up tomorrow” said Sam. The girl pouted. “No, no, no. I am not

People were running all over the place and guests started showing up. Samanta was nervous and very excited at the same time. Amir was setting up some copies of Samanta's book on a broad table at the posterior right area of the hall. He took the day off from his father's business to help his wife on hr big day, although he hired a whole protocol team to make sure everything about this event went perfectly.Charlotte, who had arrived the day before, helped Samanta with more personal matters, such as advising her on the speech she was going to give in a couple minutes, apart from being like a shadow to the couple's child who ran around in the exhibition.Everything was going according to plan.Samanta had to step away from the bustle in order to calm down and focus. She was wearing a burka, decorated with many kinds of gemstones. Due to the Muslim theme of this exhibit, she figured it would be suiting to wear a typical attire, even if it meant getting super hot. The only thing setting he