All Chapters of FALLING FOR THE RIVAL CAPTAIN: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

RAFAEL“AND HE’S DONE IT! Rafael Costa leads his team to another impressive victory. While it may only be a friendly match, both sides have shown exactly why they're among the favourites heading into the World Cup.”The roar of over forty thousand voices vibrated right through the soles of Rafael’s boots. People were shouting, flags were waving, and his teammates were suffocating him in their sweaty jerseys, pulling him down, lifting him back up.Rafael’s mind was far gone, floating away from the chaotic celebration, but not too far that he didn’t notice Oliver at the other side of the field looking at him with a smile. He couldn’t believe it—Oliver was usually the one who was strict about not interacting with each other in public. Regardless, Rafael gave back a smile of his own.Oliver’s teammates didn’t share the same sentiment, they looked immensely disappointed but congratulated them still. Rafael tried not to wear a smile, especially when Oliver shook his hand. The brief touch

[THE NEXT MORNING]RAFAELThe morning sun had long since risen, but you wouldn’t be able to tell with the darkness in their hotel bedroom.Rafael was very occupied, his large hand working Oliver’s morning rod. Oliver kept moaning in pleasure, his voice cracking as he begged Rafael to go faster, but Rafael stubbornly maintained his torturously slow pace.“Rafael, please,” Oliver gasped, his back arching off the mattress as his knuckles turned white against the headboard. “I’m so close, just—”Oliver tried to move his body, to roll into the friction, but Rafael pinned both of Oliver's hands firmly above his head with one strong grip. A devious grin spread across Rafael’s face as he looked down at his boyfriend.“You take what I give, bebê,” Rafael murmured darkly.He leaned down and claimed Oliver’s mouth, drowning out Oliver’s protests in a hot, messy kiss. His tongue slid deep, tasting him while his hand on Oliver's length finally began to speed up, pumping him with a practiced rhyth

RAFAEL“Diego is driving me crazy, Rafael. I tell him every day to focus on his studies, but all he wants to do is play with his little friends. Por que ele não pode ser mais como a Sofia? Why can’t he be more like Sofia?”Rafael tore his gaze away from the muted television screen, his eyes widening as he registered his sister’s name. “What did you say about Sofia?”His mother let out a loud scoff on the other end of the line. “Você não está prestando atenção em mim! You are not paying attention to me! If you are not going to listen to your mother, why do you always bother me about these calls?”Rafael sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose with two fingers. He wanted to listen. He really did. He loved his family more than life itself. But he could not wrap his head around whatever the fuck he was watching on the television screen.Winning?Oliver Hayes did not just play to win. Sure, Oliver hated losing, but he had an undeniable joy for the sport. Rafael knew that deep down. He ha