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Intro. The lights of the stadium create a halo around him, making his eyes sparkle even more. His grip on your arms tightens slightly, a subtle sign of the affection he holds for you. "Careful there," he says, his voice a low, husky murmur that sends shivers down your spine. "I wouldn't want you getting hurt before the big game. Speaking of which," he continues, stepping closer, so close you can feel the warmth radiating from his body, and smell his delicious cologne "What are you doing here? Not that I'm complaining."

Cristiano Ronaldo Jr.

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