Summary - Reader has landed a research job at a marine biology lab in Portugal. She is, therefore, staying with her sister and her sister's Portuguese boyfriend for the summer holidays. There she meets Ruben Dias who is on vacation with his friends after the 2024 Euros. However, the two meet under the circumstances in which Ruben believes that Reader is a prostitute.

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You rolled over in your sleep, surprised to hit a wall. A soft and warm wall that smelled of lemon shampoo.

"Sleep, it's still early." A male voice sighed.

Your eyes flung open as a hand was placed on your waist, tugging you to lay closer to the wall.

"Ruben?"

"Mhmm?"

The two of you lay in bed in a spoon, daylight peaking through the blinds. Ruben, however, seemed in no rush to wake up. He had been your savior last night after coming to pick you up on such short notice. He was still staying in Quarteira with his friends. It's where you were now. it's where you had spent the night.

"I think I should go." You whispered and tried to wiggle yourself out of his embrace.

"Stay." He groaned. "Where else would you go?"

It was a good question. Where would you go? Believe it or not, you were angry at your sister but even more angry at her boyfriend, who had manhandled you in a way that made you fear for your sister's well-being. Was Diogo usually violent with her? If yes, why was Maki still with him?

"Hey, you okay?" There was a dip in the bed as Ruben made the motion to check on you. You turned around in order to face him and his sleepy eyes. "I think I should go."

"Back to Faro?"

You nodded, although it would be hard to leave Ruben's bedside while he stared you down like a lost puppy. He had been so respectful of you, too, asking if you wanted your own room instead of sharing with him. He even bought you the essentials, like a toothbrush and some new clothes after picking you up last night.

"I just need to see if my sister is okay." You said.

"Didn't you say that the two of you talked on the phone?"

You didn't really tell Ruben the full story for obvious reasons. He just thought that you got stranded in Albufeira while unable to reach your sister to give you a ride home. You thought It was best not to involve him at all in your family drama.

"I did, but I still want to see if she's okay. Really, Ruben, thank you for everything..." You uncovered the sheets and slipped out of bed. "You really saved me last ni—."

Something barked as your foot stepped on the floor. You got so frightened by it that you jumped back into bed, back into Ruben's arms. "What the hell?"

Ruben's laughter drummed in your ears as he held you tight. "Seems like someone's jealous of you for taking their spot in my bed. Simba, vamos!"

A pup appeared at the foot of the bed, jumping up from the floor. A golden poodle that made its way towards you and Ruben.

"A linda menina surpreendeu-te, não foi Simba?" (Did the beautiful girl surprise you, did she Simba?) Ruben cradled the dog against his torso, giving it sweet kisses to which it responded with a wag of its tail and joyeuse barks. "Y/N, meet Simba, my sweet little angel."

It was a friendly dog that, after sniffing the palm of your hand, didn't mind being pet by you. She actually loved the attention that you and Ruben gave her, which resulted in you staying i bed for an additional hour, just cuddling and playing with the pup. By the time that Ruben suggested that the two of you go out for breakfast, you had forgotten about your troubles back home and didn't mind being dragged to one of the fanciest places you had ever been to.

"Do you play golf?" Ruben asked, as the two of you sat on restaurant terrace in a place called Vilamoura. The restaurant overlooked a magnificent luxury resort with not one but two golf courses right next to a fancy yacht marina.

"Golf, no. Why, do you?"

"Nah, thought I'd try to pick it up someday."

"Why, because it's richman's sport?"

He grinned. "Maybe. But I'm not really that rich."

"Right." A quick google search had told you otherwise. You had done it when you and Ruben started texting more and more. The result was a little breathtaking. Ruben was really a big deal here in Portugal and in England as he represented an english football club called Manchester City. You bet a lot of girls would have been over the moon about it, one of them your sister, having someone famous interested in you. You, however, got a tad intrigued by the idea, especially after seeing how people treated you to arrive at the restaurant. Ruben had called to book a table just as you left Quarteira, and upon your arrival, a row of staff were ready to greet you, taking your order almost instantly. There were even some people, fans of Rubens, who approached your table, asking him to sign their golf caps.

"You look beautiful."

"Huh?" Your attention was brought back to the table where you found Ruben's eyes on you, a smile on his face as he eyed the clothes he bought you last night. It was a blue dress, nothing short of expensive. He seemed to have a taste for luxury as he had dressed up likewise, wearing designer shoes and expensive sunglasses.

"Does it fit?"

"The dress? Well....it's a bit short, don't you think."

He shook his head. "Nope. I think it's the perfect length."

You rolled your eyes but did not fail to hide the heat that rose to your cheeks.

"What do you say? The hotel next door has a beautiful rooftop bar with a live Dj. Should we check it out?"

You frowned. "You wanna spend a day like this getting sunburned on a rooftop bar?"

Ruben chuckled. "What else do you suggest we'd do?"

You were happily surprised when Ruben obliged as you blindly dragged him to the beach and towards the nearest boat rental, which Ruben happily paid for. He agreed to join you on a snorkeling trip off the coast of the Algarve. You had always loved snorkeling, and the thought of exploring the underwater world with Ruben really excited you. He was clearly out of his element but open-minded and eager to try.

Once you were in the water, you naturally took the lead, pointing out the different sea creatures and explaining the basics of snorkeling. Ruben was a quick learner and avid swimmer, and soon he was swimming alongside you, taking in the sights and sounds of the ocean.

As the sun began to set, you suggested that the two of you head back to the beach. But Ruben had other ideas. "Let's keep going," he said, his eyes sparkling with adventure. "I want to see more."

So you swam on, the water growing warmer and more tranquil as the night fell. You saw bioluminescent fish darting through the waves, even a couple of spot-finned pufferfish, which gave you an excuse to talk about your research. Ruben didn't seem to mind, though, as you ran your mouth. He listened attentively, regarding you with gentle admiration. Even asking you questions about it.

"So what now?"

The sun was set low on the sky. You and Ruben had steered the boat towards a secluded lagoon, surrounded by towering cliffs, filled with crystal-clear water. The two of you swam together, your bodies gliding through the water as you gazed up at the starry sky above.

"What now?" You shrugged.

Ruben swam towards you, the water sparkling around him. The wetsuits you had rented were left in the boat. The two of you swimming naked in the warm lagoon. Ruben's hands ran smoothly up your legs, stopping at the crease of your hip before slipping between your legs.

"God." You cried. His touch was rough but gentle.

"Your amazing Y/N." He spoke against the hill of your breast, where his mouth had latched itself as he admired the view of your naked body. "You're all I've ever wanted in a woman."

"Stop it." You giggled, feeling how his finger slipped inside of you, putting pressure on the roof of your walls. "Really Ruben, you're gonna make me cum too quick."

"Then come."

You let your head fall back with his words, and soon Ruben had inserted two wingers inside of you. His motion hard and fast, making your moans echo into the open space of the cave.

"You don't happen to be on your period again?" He chuckled.

"No. But I'm actually on the pill now."

Ruben's eyebrows raised against the silhouette of the sun. "So...I can fuck you without a condom again?"

You laughed at the way he said it, so eager and so boyish. "Yes, Ruben. Fuck me."

Your legs got draped around his waist, Ruben stood while you lay down, half of your body still in the water. He fucked you just like that, making waves of water splash around you. You went on by switching positions, with you pleasing Ruben with you mouth as he leaned back against the cave wall, guiding the movement of your head.

You were soft and pliant, not to mention hungry after such an eventful day. Making your way back to Ruben's car simply felt like walking on air.

"So how does this go? Do I pay you or send the money, Diogo?"

"Excuse me?" Ruben had driven you home back to Faro, his car parked outside of the driveway to your apartment. The following question he asked you was quite unexpected, the mentioning of Diogo violently striking your heart.

"Erm...it's what i did last time before we got on the yacht." Ruben stammered. "But since he's not here, I thought that I should pay you cash instead."

You shook your head. "I don't get it. The yacht? What did you pay for on the yacht?"

"Comeon Y/N." Ruben said, running a hand through his wet hair. "Don't make this more awkward than it already is. I mean, I had a really nice day with you. Llet me pay for your services."

You gasped, a sudden feeling of being light headed. "Sorry, I have to...." You stumbled out of Ruben's car, out in the cold night, making your way towards the apartment with uneven steps.

"Y/N, wait!"

Unfortunately, Ruben was fast to catch up with you, grabbing a hold of your arm. "What happened? Did I say something wrong?"

You yanked your arm out of his grip, urging him to keep his distance while you visible struggled to breath.

"Shit Y/N, are you okay?"

"Don't touch me!" You snapped. "Don't you ever fuckign touch me!"

"Hey, hey. What did I do wrong?"

"What didn't you do!" You shouted. "What the hell made you believe that I was offering myself to you for money?" Tears welled up in your eyes, the inability to cope overwhelming you.

"I...." Ruben had no words, his eyes helplessly searching your face. "I thought .....well, Diogo told my friend's..."

"Oh god, I think I'm gonna throw up." You bent over, supporting your hands on your knees.

"Y/N, are you telling me that you're not...."

"Of course I'm not!" You straighten your back.

"Fuck I....well this is bad. Really bad."

"You think?" You bent over again, wanting to throw up yourself worth, or at least the last of it.

"But your sister...?" Ruben said, careful to approach you. "I've heard about her. My friend said he recognized her from last summer."

"Ruben..." You said calmly, once again forcing yourself to meet his eyes. It really broke your heart seeing how clueless he looked. Nevertheless what he had done was unforgivable. "Get the fuck away from me before I call the police."

"But Y/N..."

"Fuck off!" You screamed, a scream that alerted the next door neighbor's dog. "I never want to see you again, got it?"

He didn't seem to get it. However, none of that mattered. You left him behind, running up to your apartment, not caring about the fact that it was still empty, your sister nowhere to be found. You made your way into the shower and let the cold water wash your sins away. There were no words in any dictionary that could possibly describe what you felt in that moment. All you wanted to do was to disappear, to crawl under the bed sheets and hide forever. So you did, at least for tonight.