Clara's POV
The roar of the crowd filled the massive foreign stadium like thunder rolling across the sky.
Bright lights illuminated the field while the energy of thousands of fans poured in through every corner.
I stood in formation with my cheer squad. My heart pounded over and over again from the excitement of performing at an international match. Our routines had gone perfectly so far.
The crowd cheered wildly for both teams, yet my eyes kept drifting to one player on the opposing side.
He was tall and powerfully built, just how I like my men. His muscles shone with sweat under the stadium lights.
Every move he made on the field drew my gaze. The way he commanded the game with intense focus and graceful strength made heat burn deeply inside of me.
His name I did not even know
