PROLOGUE

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This story contains mature themes 18+

CONNER POV:

3 YEARS AGO

A very hot day in England. The crowd chanted my name. My hands become sweaty under my gloves. Every muscle in my body is tense, my inner soul is screaming. My whole team have expectations from me. I can't let them down.

We are currently in England for our final match with Bangladesh for the ICC Champions Trophy.  A T20 match for the  trophy we are currently chasing the target.

Apparently we have to make 187 runs in 20 overs that's kinda high because we all fucked up in bowling.Right now I'm on the pitch wearing helmet, gloves and pads. Zack my teammate is on the other side of the pitch.

Only one ball is left.Our current score is 184-3 we need 3 runs in one ball.

I looked around to see where the fielders are Fuck there are 5 fielders outside the circle.My anxiety grow more.

I've to think of something, I can't miss the ball it's the only chance we are so close to the trophy.

This Bangladeshi bowler is a good spinner I've to keep my focus on the ball and try to make it outside the boundry.

After they discuss about the last ball the bowler get back to his position i place my right leg on the line moving my left leg a bit forward to play the ball. I focus on the bowler he run fast throwing the ball towards my direction i spin my bat, the ball hit my bat flying high i run for the run blood rush to my ear everything around me disappear i just want to win the match or want it to draw. Stupid yeah but i don't want to loose not when i tried my best.

Without caring around the surrounding i reached towards the other side of the pitch completing one run, as i turned around for the second run i heard the crowd cheers grow louder I turned to looked towards the boundry to saw the ball outside the boundry. Automatically a big smile crept on my face i threw my bat and helmet on the ground, i ran towards Zack hugging him.

Fire work surrounds us the commentator announced as as the winner of champions trophy. My other teammates run towards us screaming. We all hug eachother. Celebrating our win.

I removed all the pad a gloves ready for the interview.

"Conner Slade, man of the match" the reporter said smiling.

I smiled back the crowd chanting my name.

"How does it feel winning the Champions Trophy?" the reporter asked.

"Definitely it feels amazing we worked so hard for the thropy and in the end we achieved it" i replied.

"What were you feeling when you played the last ball?"

I chuckled "Honestly, i was freaked out. I was so nervous, you might not able to see my face clearly inside the helmet but i was definitely sweating inside my helmet. I kept my focus on the ball and just hit it" i sighed.

"You played an incredible innings with half century in just 25 balls"

I was shocked by hearing that, i never expected so much runs in 25 balls "Thank you so much" i smiled and dismissed the reporter.

We all stand in the line getting our meddles. The sponsers announces the man of the match and other prizes.

I won man of the match award. I smiled at the cowrd seeing my mom there behind my team couch and agents.

I gave a small speech thanking everyone and now the final moment to collect the trophy.

They give the trophy to the captain we all screamed the players sprayed champagne to one another. Celebrating and enjoying.

That's how a wonderful night ends with some great memories.

*

Two weeks after winning the Champions Trophy we are now in New Zealand.

I'm currently at NZC office they called me discuss about my performance and new match series.

The Chairmen, Manager and Coach are sitting with other team players.

"We are here to discuss some new contract details" the chairman said.

"As we saw that Zack, Conner and Alex they all played a huge role in the champions trophy so we all are here to offer you some new deals" the manager said passing all three of us a separate file.

I opened mine and read it as i kept reading my eyes widen. No way they are offering me this.

"Sir, are you sure about my contract" i asked the chairman not believing what i just saw.

Apparently the contract offers me to be the captain of the team fuck I'm only 24 i don't think I'm capable of being the captain. The contract is for the next 4 years. It means I've to guide the team, I've to try to win more matches more world cups. God it's going to be stressful.

"I don't think I'm capable of this big responsibility" i said to the chairman.

Zack asked me about what my contract says and i told him. He smiled widely "come on buddy you are our best batsman and best fielder you can lead a good team and your decisions always saves us on the pitch"

"I appreciate that, Zack. But isn't it too much like..." no words came out of my mouth i suddenly feel so confused.

"We all decided it after a brief discussion I've been your coach i know how you play and how you came up with different strategies. So we all decided to gave you a chance don't decline it we have faith in you. You can do this Conner. Trust yourself" our coach smiled at me. Zack and Alex also nods.

"Okay I'm signing it because i want to give it a try" i smiled and signed the contract.

Now I'm the new captain of New Zealand Cricket Team for the next four years.

We all signed our contract Zack and Alex also got a four years contract with Zack being the Vice Captain and Alex our googlie bowler.

I collect my bag to leave when the Manager approached me "Conner, one more thing"

I turned towards him "yes".

"As you are now the captain we have hired a new PR for you she's going to help you through your matches and managing your schedule"

A PR? What?

"She'll be here soon. I want you to talk to her and don't worry she'll be a good PR for you" the manager smile "here she is" he said looking at my back.

I turned around to see a woman walking at the hallway her heels clicking on the tiled floor. Her chocolate brown hair tied up into a ponytail her pale skin shining in the hallway lights. Her grey eyes met mine she slowly walked near me.

"I leave the two of you to talk" the manager behind me said and left and suddenly I don't care about him.

I kept my focus on her she approached me her foot twisted and her heels broked i moved foward to catch her.

I grabbed her one hand and my other hand wrapped around her waist. Her head hit my hard chest.

She slowly looked up at me her grey eyes sparkle and my heart beat increase.

I quickly break the eye contact and steady her she removed her heels sighing "What an impression.." she said to herself.

"Thank you for helping me" she smiled towards me "Hello Mr. Slade i guess. I'm your new PR for 4 years" she extended her hand and i shake it electricity ran down my body by the slightest contact.

"Hello Miss?" I asked her with a straight face.

"Zoya.. Zoya Mark" she shivers.

I nod and left her hand suddenly feeling cold without her touch.

Stop acting like a teenager.

"I'm looking forward for our contract Miss Zoya" i said with a straight face.

"Ofcource let's discuss about the new series coming up" she grins.

Fuck how I'm going to survive 4 years around her.

I'm screwed.