It all started on an ordinary night.
Your friends insisted on going out to an exclusive club in Madrid to clear your head. The last thing you expected was to accidentally bump into someone and soak their shirt with your drink.
That someone was Jude Bellingham.
From the very first second, you both disliked each other. He thought you were an unbearable girl. You thought he was the most arrogant footballer you had ever met.
After an argument, you swore you would never see him again.
But fate had other plans.
From that night on, "accidental" encounters started becoming more frequent. What began as a war of pride, snide remarks, and arguments could turn into something neither of you expected.