~Forbidden Love pt 1~
Victor Wembanyama × SGA's sister
Welp. The spurs kicked OKC out of the playoffs... Im still recovering😭. It's fine, tho. We'll get it next year. Congratulations on Wemby's first ring.... Cause literally what could the Knicks possibly do. I hope you enjoy this!! (It's a bit long sorry!)
You and your brother had always been close. Always, and being Shai's younger sister was the best thing ever. Even before he became an NBA superstar, Shai was a gem of a brother.
As long as he could help it, you never had to lift a finger. Shai always tried to make sure you were healthy (he'd have better luck summoning the ghost of Henry the 8th tbh), healthy and taken care of.
He was a bit too overprotective and overbearing... but the allowance/gifts made up for all that.
You were a professional baby sister; His biggest cheerleader, designated babysitter, harshest critique, sparring partner, money spender...
Soon, you had gained a following on social media. One for being Shai's sister, the groupies and fanatic fan boys were never far away. And two for being absolutely adorable and funny. You had started to gain your own personal fanbase, and your DMs started to pile up.
At first, it was exhilarating. You had read every DM and even replied to some nice ones. But as they grew in number and in malevolence... and prompting from Shai, you learnt to ignore them.
So when you returned back to your apartment one day and found a huge bouquet of pink roses almost bigger than you, and the unmistakable orange of an Hermes box. You only thought of one person... So you called him.
"OMGG, SHAIII! Thank youu! You're so the best brother ever!"
The voice that replied you sounded confused, "Thank you for what?"
You paused. All your friends were girls you knew from high school. None of them necessarily had the funds to pull this off. Plus, you were new in the US and had not made any close friends yet, and there were no men in your life... For better or for worse.
"You didn't send me the flowers and a Hermes bag?"
You could picture Shai sitting up, his voice became sharper, "Someone sent you flowers and a Hermes bag? Show me."
You turned on video call and showed him.
"I told you to tell me if you started talking to anyone."
"I haven't! I dont know who this could be from! Maybe it was dropped off at the wrong apartment"
You lifted the larger bouquet slightly, and an envelope dropped. And sure enough, in an unusually elegant handwriting was your name.
You slowly dropped the bouquet and your phone and opened the letter,
"My sweet angel,
Your soft, beautiful light is the only thing I can think about, I have to play a bit of a mystery game right now, and for that, I apologise. I trust you will understand my choices when we finally unite. I promise i will not waste your time. I always achieve what I set my heart on, and right now, my heart is entirely yours.
Enjoy your gifts, ma cherie, you deserve the world, and I can't wait to be the one that gives it to you.
wit_from_afar"
"Wth, kind of Shakespearean shit is this?"
You opened the Hermes box, and you immediately lost your breath. You hurriedly picked up your phone to show Shai.
Fushia
Crocodile skin
Glassy finish
Diamond encrusted
"Shai, I might be wrong, but im pretty sure this is a 200 thousand dollar bag."
An idea popped in your head. You looked at your phone.
"Ill call you back"
You did not wait to hear Shai protest before you cut the call.
You took a picture of the bag and sent it to your friend, Sarema.
Sarema knew everything there was to know about anything designer.
Then you called her.
After a lot of pleasantries and idle talk, you finally found an opportunity to actually talk about what you needed.
"Sarema babe, I sent you a picture, what bag is that?"
She paused, then gasped.
"Is that yours? How did you get it?! If that is original, then it looks like a Hermès Crocodile Diamond Birkin 35. Supper expensive. I think the last one sold at 222k. Seriously girlie! How'd you get that?"
"Ill explain later"
You cut the call, Sarema would ask too many questions if she knew what happened, and you'd be on the phone for hours. You weren't ready for that. You were still over shocked.
Finally, it hit you that you were still outside. You dragged the bouquet and the box into your apartment and plopped on your couch.
Shai had gifted you 30 thousand dollar bags before. Even 50. And you treated them like gods, you were still adjusting to Shai's new wallet size and trying to get used to owning luxury items.
Two hundred and twenty thousand dollars.
You reread the letter 7 more times.
Wit_from_afar.
You were still staring at the letter when a call snapped you out of it. Shai.
"Ive called you like 8 times. Never do that again!"
You rolled your eyes,
"I was talking to Sarema."
You told him how the conversation went.
He was quiet for a minute.
"Is there a return address?"
"Im not returning this!"
"Yes, you are! You do not know who this person it. Not many people have 200k to throw around like that. It could be a very dangerous individual. How did they even find your address?! We're getting you a new apartment, and then we'll find a way to return it, and that's final."
Shai was using his parent voice. There was no use arguing with him like this. You just nodded and switched the conversation. 2 hours and the cutest conversation with your nephew later, you crashed on your bed and started to doomscroll. Then you relieved a DM
Usually, you would mute and ignore, but this username was impossible to ignore.
wit_from_afar
You clicked it so fast.
"Hi my sweet angel, I hoped you liked your gift."
You replied instantly.
"Hello stranger, um yeah the gifts were amazing. Pink is my favorite colour. Thank you."
"But like, im kind of scared, you aren't a mafia king or anything right. My brother wants me to return the gifts."
The stranger typed, then stopped then typed again.
"😭😭😭"
"My love, I couldnt survive in the mafia even of i wanted to join. Im a very easy person to find you'll see."
"About your brother, he does too much. Ignore him."
You frowned. Did he know Shai personally?
"Do you know my brother?"
"Who doesn't, love?"
"I cannot go a day without hearing about him.🙄"
"Not a fan?😭"
"No i cannot say I am🙃"
He was surprisingly easy to talk to and you found yourself talking to him for hours. Finally at around 2am, you told him goodbye.
You gathered all you knew about him. He was really smart and you were unable to trick him into giving any key information about his person.
But you had begun to like him. He was nerdy like you.
You liked the same books, same movies and held similar views on life. He seemed very introspective and in touch with his emotions and it was such a breath of fresh air from all the nonchalant warriors, of which your own brother had unfortunately become a pioneer.
He lived in Texas... You were starting to think he was some billionaire's kid with way to much access to money.
He was a Spurs fan... Explained the dislike for your brother.
He had French blood in him... Explained the romantic part
Still he was a very interesting person and you found yourself dying to know more.
You knew Shai would throw a fit if he found out you were talking to the rich stranger, so you decided to keep it from him... what he didn't know wouldn't kill him.
As the months/NBA season went on, you and the mystery man talked more and more.
You travelled to OKC often to visit Shai and Hailey, babysit Ares and watch games. You were a huge basketball fan and always attended games when you could.
And everytime you returned back to your apartment, there would always be a bouquet of pink flowers, a sweet letter, and a crazy expensive item.
With all the games and stress, Shai had forgotten about his sister's suitor, so you confided in Hailey. And she was way more receptive. You loved Hailey so much, she was the sister you never had. You both schemed on how to uncover who he was and imagined your first meeting.
Time went on and you and the stranger became closer and closer.
Soon it was the NBA Western Conference Finals and the Spurs were playing the Thunder. The series had been a roller coaster and you dont think you had even been this nervous ever.
You wanted nothing more than your brother to win, but there was this player on the court that was just so magical. Victor Wembanyama.
You had attended every game in the series, and you swore he made smiled at you everytime he made a shot. You just assumed he was taunting you since you were Shai's sister.
Finally it was the night before game 7 and you were tense. Your mystery lover had been offline alot recently. He said it was work but didnt explain, you hardly had time either. Travelling, watching games and being there for Shai was draining.
You were on your bed in Shai's house when his message came in.
"Lets meet tomorrow."
Stay tuned for part 2! I hope you enjoyed this!!