The new apartment was quiet when Alex first stepped inside alone.
It was a modern two-bedroom unit on the third floor of a secure, gated complex only fifteen minutes from the first-team training facility. The club had helped with the paperwork and recommended the location, but the lease was in Alex's name. For the first time in his life, he had a place that was truly his own — not the family home in Inglewood, not a youth academy dorm, not a hotel room during away games. This was his space.
He walked slowly through the living room, the soft afternoon light streaming through the large floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked a quiet park and the distant city skyline. The floors were light wood, the walls painted in soft neutral tones. The kitchen was open and modern, with stainless steel appliances and a large island. The master bedroom had a king-sized bed that the club had arranged to be delivered the day before. The second bedroom was empty for now, waiting for whatever he decided to do with it.
Alex set his duffel bag down in the living room and stood in the middle of the space, taking it all in. The new permanent first-team contract had been signed only two days earlier. The salary increase was substantial — enough to cover this rent comfortably and still leave him with significant savings. He was now officially a full professional on a long-term deal with Galaxy. The club had made it clear they saw him as part of their future.
He thought about the league table again. Galaxy were still in 6th place in the Western Conference — just one single point above the playoff cut-off line. The team below them still had a game in hand. The season was far from safe. They were barely surviving, fighting week after week to stay in the playoffs. This new contract gave him security, but it also reminded him of the responsibility he now carried.
Alex walked to the window and looked out at the city.
I'm going to achieve so much more than anyone expects. I will get rich — richer than Sophia or anyone else can imagine. I will help Galaxy reach the playoffs and win something this season. And when the time is right, I will bring Sophia into the harem with Emma. She will be my play thing. She will join us.
The thought of Sophia — the married MILF from the charity event who had deliberately shown off her curvaceous body to him — sent a familiar heat through him. She had no idea how ambitious his plans were. She thought he was already rich. He would become much more than that.
A soft knock at the door pulled him out of his thoughts.
Emma stepped inside, carrying a small overnight bag and a bright smile. She was staying with him for the next several days while her parents were away on a short trip. She closed the door behind her and looked around the apartment with wide eyes.
"This is yours now," she said softly, walking over to him. "Your own place. No parents, no curfew, no one watching. Just you and me when I'm here."
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him slowly, deeply. The kiss lingered, her body pressing against his. Alex's hands slid down her back, resting on her waist as he pulled her closer.
"It feels good," he murmured against her lips. "The contract is signed. I'm permanent first-team now. The money is real. I can afford this place and still save a lot. Galaxy is still in sixth place — one point above the playoff line. We're barely surviving, but this contract gives me security while I help the team fight for the playoffs."
Emma smiled, her fingers tracing the back of his neck. "I'm so proud of you. You turned down Europe for now because you believe in this team. You're going to get rich here, Ace. And when you do… we have plans."
They spent the next hour slowly unpacking the few boxes Alex had brought. Emma helped arrange things in the kitchen, putting away groceries she had brought with her. They moved at a relaxed pace, talking about everything and nothing. Emma told him about her dance practice, how her coach was pushing her for an upcoming competition. Alex talked about the training sessions, the rivalries with the veterans, and how the coach had pulled him aside after the last session to tell him he was doing well.
They cooked dinner together in the new kitchen — simple pasta with chicken and vegetables. They ate at the island counter, sitting side by side, their knees touching. The conversation flowed easily, but there was an undercurrent of excitement. This was their first real time alone in a place that was truly private.
After dinner, they moved to the living room. Emma curled up against him on the couch, her head on his shoulder. The city lights twinkled outside the large windows.
"I can't believe this is yours," she whispered. "Your own house. Your own space. You're growing up so fast, Ace. The contract, the fame, the way the whole stadium chanted your name… and now this place. You're going to be so rich one day. I can feel it."
Alex ran his fingers through her long blonde hair, his voice low. "I will be. I'm going to achieve so much more than anyone expects. I'm going to help Galaxy reach the playoffs and win something this season. And when the time is right, I'm going to get very rich. The agent is already lining up endorsement deals. Europe is watching. But for now, I'm staying here and fighting for this team."
Emma lifted her head and looked at him, her eyes dark with desire and curiosity. "And Sophia? The married MILF from the charity event… you told me she was deliberately showing off her body to you. You said she's going to be your next play thing. You said she's going to join me in the harem."
Alex's hand slid down her back, resting on her lower back. "Yes. She's my next target. She's married, she has a kid who idolizes me, and she still tried to seduce me that night. She thinks I'm already rich or will be very soon. I'm going to enjoy that milfy body slowly. I'm going to make her crave me. And when the time is right, I'm going to bring her into our harem. She will join you. She will be ours."
Emma's breathing quickened. She shifted on the couch, straddling his lap, her hands resting on his shoulders. "Fuck, Ace… that's so hot. A married mother who thinks you're the rising star with money… and you're going to turn her into your secret slut. Then make her join me. Share you with me. I love how ambitious you are. I love that you're already planning to expand what we have."
She leaned down and kissed him slowly, deeply, her tongue sliding against his in a lazy, sensual dance. The kiss stretched long, unhurried. Her hips rocked gently against him as they kissed, the hoodie she was wearing riding up her thighs.
Alex's hands slid under the hoodie, cupping her bare ass. He pulled her closer, their bodies pressing together. The kiss grew deeper, slower, more intense. Emma moaned softly into his mouth, her fingers tangling in his hair.
They stayed like that for a long time — slow, deep kisses, hands exploring each other's bodies, the city lights twinkling outside the large windows. No rush. No urgency. Just the two of them in the new house, celebrating the new contract, the new space, and the future they were building together.
Emma pulled back slightly, her lips brushing his as she whispered, "I'm staying here with you for the next several days. My parents are away. This is our place now. I want to christen every room… slowly."
Alex smiled against her lips. "Good. Because I want you here. I want to enjoy you in our new house. And when the time is right, Sophia will be here too. She will join you. She will be part of this."
Emma moaned softly at the thought, grinding slowly against him. The night was young, and they had the whole house to themselves for days.
The first night in the new house had only just begun.