The family dinner ended quietly after the unexpected phone call from the rival MLS club.
Alex Rivera helped clear the table as usual, but his mind was racing. The sporting director's words kept repeating in his head: "We can make you a very rich young man." He had politely ended the call, telling them he needed time to think, but the offer had planted a seed. More money. Guaranteed playing time. A clear path to being a starter. It was tempting, especially knowing the Galaxy were still in 6th place in the Western Conference — just one single point above the playoff cut-off line. The team was barely surviving, fighting for every point to stay in the playoffs.
He sat on the edge of his bed in his room, staring at the wall. Emma had gone home earlier, but they had texted briefly. She had been supportive, reminding him that he earned his spot at Galaxy and that any decision should be made carefully. His parents had also told him not to rush anything — he was only 15, and this was a huge life choice.
Alex's phone buzzed on the nightstand. Another unknown number, this time with a Los Angeles area code. He answered cautiously.
"Hello?"
A smooth, professional, and confident male voice came through the line. "Alex Rivera? This is David Kessler, from Kessler Sports Management. I'm a licensed agent representing some of the biggest talents in world football. I've been following your performances very closely — especially that incredible free-kick and the two assists in the 3-2 comeback. You're making waves at just 15 years old. I'd like to represent you."
Alex sat up straighter. A famous agent. He had heard the name Kessler before — the man represented several Premier League and MLS stars, and was known for securing massive contracts and endorsement deals.
"I'm listening," Alex replied carefully.
Kessler's voice was calm and persuasive. "First, congratulations on the promotion and the recent performances. You're already proving you belong in the first team. But I want to be honest with you. Galaxy is a good club, but you're still very young. You have enormous potential. I can open doors for you that most 15-year-olds can only dream of."
He paused for effect, then continued.
"I can get you a move to Premier League sides — clubs like Chelsea, Arsenal, or Manchester City academies that are looking for the next big talent. They would give you top-level training, better facilities, and a clear path to the first team in Europe. On top of that, I can secure major endorsement deals and advertising contracts for you right now. Sneakers, sportswear, energy drinks — brands are already reaching out because of your viral free-kick moment. You could be making serious money from ads while still playing football. I'm talking life-changing money for a kid your age."
Alex's heart raced. Premier League 2. Europe. Ads. Rich.
Kessler kept talking. "I know you just broke into the first team at Galaxy. I respect loyalty. But you don't have to decide everything tonight. Let me represent you. I'll negotiate on your behalf. I'll make sure you get the best possible deal — whether that's staying at Galaxy with a much better contract or exploring opportunities elsewhere. You're going to be very rich, Alex. And I can help you get there faster and smarter."
Alex was silent for a long moment. The agent was offering exactly what he had been dreaming about — a way to accelerate his rise, make money, and eventually reach Europe. He thought about Sophia Ramirez from the charity event — the married MILF who had been deliberately showing off her body to him, assuming he was already rich or would be soon. He thought about Emma, who knew his true sex-addict nature and was excited about the idea of a harem.
He finally spoke. "I'm interested. I want to appoint you as my agent. But I have one condition: I will stay at MLS and finish this season with Galaxy. I don't want to leave mid-season. I owe them that much."
Kessler sounded pleased. "Smart decision. Loyalty is good for your image. I'll respect that. I'll start working on a new, much better contract with Galaxy immediately. They will want to keep you after what you did last weekend. I'll also begin lining up endorsement deals and exploring European options for next season. You've made the right choice, Alex. Welcome to the big leagues."
They exchanged a few more details, and Alex hung up.
He sat on his bed for a long time, staring at the wall. His life was changing faster than he could process. A famous agent. Offers from other MLS clubs. Potential moves to Premier League 2. Advertising money. And the promise of becoming very rich.
He thought about Sophia again — her milfy body, the way she had deliberately shown herself off to him at the charity event, the hunger in her eyes. He smiled to himself.
She thinks I'm going to be rich. She has no idea how right she is. I'm going to achieve so much more than she can imagine. And when I do, she's going to be my next play thing. I'll enjoy that married milfy body slowly, then bring her into the harem with Emma. She will join us.
Alex sent a quick text to Emma:
"Got a call from a famous agent. He's going to represent me. We'll talk more tomorrow. I have big plans… including for Sophia."
Emma replied almost instantly with a heart emoji and "Can't wait to hear everything 😈"
The night felt full of possibilities.