I know the rules. I spent years writing them for myself — out of necessity, out of love for my work, out of a kind of principled fear I've never quite been honest about.
Then Marco Ferretti walks into my session.
Italy's most talked-about striker. A man the whole world thinks it knows. In my office, without the noise and the cameras, he's someone else entirely — someone I wasn't prepared to meet.
I'm the tournament psychologist. He's a player. My brother is the referee on his pitch. Every line I've drawn between my professional life and everything else sits directly between us.
I know exactly what crossing it would cost me.
I've spent seventeen years being the person who doesn't cross lines.
He asks one question. I give him one honest answer.
And nothing I built to protect myself is strong enough for what comes next.
Genre: Romance
Then Marco Ferretti walks into my session.
Italy's most talked-about striker. A man the whole world thinks it knows. In my office, without the noise and the cameras, he's someone else entirely — someone I wasn't prepared to meet.
I'm the tournament psychologist. He's a player. My brother is the referee on his pitch. Every line I've drawn between my professional life and everything else sits directly between us.
I know exactly what crossing it would cost me.
I've spent seventeen years being the person who doesn't cross lines.
He asks one question. I give him one honest answer.
And nothing I built to protect myself is strong enough for what comes next.
Genre: Romance
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