"Why would you need a house this big?" Valeria whispered stepping into the house that they had come to see, it was five storeys high and she couldn't imagine why anyone would need a house this big to live in.
It made their home back in Barcelona look like a cottage and Valeria was fairly certain that with her sense of direction that she would easily get lost in here.
"You do know you'll be here mostly by yourself?" Valeria teased softly, she smiled at him as he moved to look around the house that his father had secured for him.
It was in Bougival and Neymar was determined to make the most of his move, he had loved his home in Barcelona and he wanted to be able to relax here when he didn't have to train or have a match to play.
"Yes, but you'll come to visit as will Davi and some other people," Neymar replied wrapping his arms around her, he did agree with her that this house was a bit much but there was nothing that he could really say without offending his father.
He peeked back at the man that he felt like he owed everything to, if it wasn't for his father then he would still be playing football for Santos and wouldn't have ever had the chance to play for teams like Barcelona and PSG.
His father had spent Neymar's entire career ensuring that his son's image was well maintained, he always wanted to make sure that Neymar could always be as successful as he needed to be.
Things had worked out for the better than he had ever imagined, Neymar was going to make the most of all the chances that he was being offered; if he had never moved to Barcelona then he would never have meet Valeria.
Kissing her cheek, Neymar smiled at her before taking her hand so that they could explore the place that he would now call home; he was sure that he would get used to this place rather quickly.
The hotel had been nice but it wasn't a permanent solution, he needed a place of his own and Neymar was eager to get settled before the season got even more intense and he didn't have the chance to make his own mark on the place.
What mattered most to him was that he would be able to call this place home, it had taken him awhile to find the perfect place to call home when he had moved to Barcelona and he was a little sad to leave that behind.
But it was the sacrifice that he'd had to make to come here and have his chance of standing in the lime-light not stuck in the shadow of anyone else.
No matter how much he loved Messi like a brother, it was hard always being trapped in someone else's shadow, ignored for all his achievements while the other man was praised for everything.
Valeria would be staying in his home back in Barcelona, he had insisted on keeping the place especially as he still had many connections to the city.
Not only did his girlfriend live there, but his son did as well and Neymar couldn't imagine ever not seeing his son or going back to Barcelona to visit even if he no longer played there.
The dogs would be fine with Valeria for a couple of months while he got things sorted out in Paris; the three dogs would certainly keep his girlfriend company while he was here in Paris.
Hell, Neymar was even considering leaving Poker there to keep Valeria safe in the house; he knew how much his girlfriend adored the Labrador and he would be the best one to look out for her.
It was only for a while and Neymar was sure that once things had settled down that he would be able to really sort things out and have people come and stay with him; he was excited to start this new chapter of his life.
There was no telling what the future would hold for him now that he was here in Paris, he wanted to make the most of what life had to offer him and grab life by both hands.
Moving further into the house, Neymar smiled to himself thinking about everything that could happen here; there was so much to look forward to and he couldn't believe that he was so lucky.
He had so much to be thankful for, however right now he was excited to explore the place that he called home; he wasn't going to waste a moment when he knew that Valeria would be heading back to Barcelona soon.
There was no point sweating the small details, there were people that could do that for him so that he could enjoy the finer things in life and be with the people that mattered most to him.
***
Furrowing his brow, Neymar stared down at his phone a little confused about the text message that he had just received; he didn't recall giving Bruna his new number and he saw no reason for his ex to be contacting him.
They hadn't really spoke much since they had broken up and he had moved on with Valeria; it had been a surprise to see her at the party the other week, he did not recall why she said she had been there.
Shaking his head, Neymar pocketed his phone knowing that his father had been the arrival of his ex-girlfriend at the party that had been thrown when he had signed for PSG.
He wouldn't put it past his father to give out his number to his ex-girlfriend, he knew how much his father had liked Bruna when they had been dating and how he had thought that she was perfect for him.
Neymar Sr. was very interested in creating a powerful brand behind his son, one that could support him even after his career was finished; he had high hopes that Neymar would take over the business that he had started when he was done.
However, Neymar had no interest in going backwards when he had moved on with his life; he was happy with Valeria and how his life was working out right now.
There was a reason that his relationship with Bruna had not worked, they might have cared about each other once but long distance was never an easy thing.
Leaning back in his seat, Neymar pondered why Bruna would be reaching out to him like this; he glanced over to the couch where Valeria had set herself up to work on the lessons plans that needed to be submitted soon for the new school year.
The last thing that Neymar wanted was to complicate things further, he would never endanger his relationship with Valeria for whatever Bruna wanted from him.
The last thing that Neymar wanted was to worry Valeria over nothing, he knew that his ex was a sore subject with her and he quickly deleted the message that Bruna had sent.
Getting to his feet, Neymar headed to the bedroom where he knew his father was, it was getting late and he had no doubts that it would not be long before the two of them went to bed themselves.
Not even hesitating, Neymar walked straight into the bedroom where his father was and shut the door firmly behind him; he didn't need Valeria overhearing what was being said.
Looking up from his laptop, a frown filled Neymar Sr's face as he looked to his son a little surprised that he had come to see him this late; he had been finishing off some paperwork and was getting ready to go to bed.
The two men stared at one another for a moment, Neymar searching his father's face for the answers that he needed before he stepped further into the room.
"Whatever you are trying to do... it stops now," Neymar warned knowing that he wasn't going to allow his father to cause any drama between him and Valeria.
He was sure that the sudden message that he had received from Bruna had something to do with his father and he was determined not to let this become a serious issue.
"I have no idea what you are talking about," Neymar Sr. murmured shaking his head, he closed his laptop and stared at Neymar knowing that he didn't have to ask what he was talking about.
There was so much happening right now, and he had hoped that Neymar would be a little easier to distract than this; he was a little annoyed that he hadn't just messaged Bruna back.
He had encouraged the actress that Neymar was eager to speak with her, she had been a little put out at how he had been less than enthusiastic about seeking her again then she had thought he would be.
"Giving Bruna my number... inviting her to the hotel... this isn't going to work nor will I fall for anything like that," Neymar stated standing firm, he hated that they had needed to have this conversation but he wasn't going to let this slide.
No matter how Neymar Sr felt about the situation, he was dating Valeria and that wasn't going to be changing any time soon.
Neymar stared at his father for a moment longer before he walked out of the room, he didn't care what his father might have planned but he wasn't going to ruin things with Valeria.
Watching his son leave, Neymar Sr frowned at the stubbornness of his son; he was only trying to do what he thought was best for his son and he didn't understand why Neymar did not see that.
