The stadium roared with energy, the floodlights illuminating the field as the match reached its peak. But for Shaheen Afridi, the game momentarily faded into the background.

A nudge from his teammate snapped him out of his focus. "Lala's eldest daughter is here."

His sharp hazel eyes followed the nod—and there you were. Standing in the VIP section, poised and confident, completely unaware of the effect you had on him.

He had always noticed you, always kept his admiration hidden beneath his usual composed demeanor. But now? With the world watching, his teammates smirking, and your gaze meeting his for the briefest second—he knew.

Tonight, the game wasn’t the only thing at stake.