Erling Haaland, Jobe and Jude Bellingham (1)

The Monaco sun beat down on the Mediterranean, but under the shade of the yacht's awning, the breeze was perfect. With an iced grape granita in hand, you looked at your phone while the three of them played floating golf. Erling had insisted on this trip to Monaco, and, as always, all it took was a yes from you for them to fulfill your wish instantly. None of them knew how to say no to you.

You checked Instagram and saw how much they loved showing you off after three years of being in a public relationship. Erling posted a picture of you looking distracted ( “The king rests. He lets us play 🧊👑” ), Jude a video of you laughing ( “My whole world ❤” ), and Jobe a picture of your bare feet next to the slushie ( “Pampering you properly” ).

That evening, they dined at a luxurious restaurant overlooking the harbor that Jude had booked. They gorged themselves on oysters and lobsters, while you enjoyed a steak with a seafood touch. Distracted by your meal, you didn't notice the three of them discreetly pulling out their phones to take pictures of you.

"If they don't press high up the pitch, they'll be left wide open," Jobe said, analyzing the game.

—The key is for Erling to pin the centres back to free up space —Jude replied, laughing.

"Just give me the ball and I'll take care of it," Erling added smugly, before turning to you in a sweet voice: "Is the meat good, my love? Would you like to order anything else?"

Jude reached for your hand on the tablecloth, and Jobe smiled at you tenderly. They were talking about football, but their glances and attention never left you.