He fell in love with her and she chose to break his heart.
Will Lando Norris, McLaren's golden boy, ever recover from the heartbreak? Will heiress, Selene Latsis, realize that love is worth fighting for?
How much dirty air can they take to fight fo...
Two months in, I knew I'm going to have my heart broken, but at least it's my choice. I was falling in love with her even if I knew I shouldn't. Selene was amazing. She seemed cold and boring at first glance but as we spent time together, her razorsharp wit and her attention to details, were hard to ignore.
She watched me race in Australia. I enjoyed having her in the races. Whenever she came, I felt pumped up to extract the optimum performance even with a slightly uncompetitive car. I wanted her to be at the McLaren garage but she stayed at the Ferrari hospitality along with her sister, Victoria.
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Unlike Victoria though, who tried her best to be normal, Selene always had her security close by. I've observed this when we saw each other in Abu Dhabi three weeks ago. It was our first rendezvous after I signed "the contract". She met me on Thursday before i jumped in the media pen. We had breakfast with Victoria, Carlos and Caco at the hotel. While Victoria's security were at the hotel lobby, Selene's security were at the table across.
It's the same in Australia, her security never let her out of their sight. When she met me for dinner, she had two guys on the opposite table. So, I finally had the courage to ask.
"Are these guys always going to be this close?" i asked while looking at her security.
"Yes. Not unless we're at my father's house. " she responded casually, while having a bite of her salad wrap.
"Is that why you always stay at the penthouse and not just an ordinary suite? security?" i followed up while keeping eye contact to see if she'd be honest with her answer. I know she has money to burn but I just find it impractical to stay in a 30,000 dollar/night room.
"Yes and no. Yes, because the penthouse has better security and also for privacy. In an ordinary suite, they stand by the door, they can hear us fuck. in the penthouse, they stay farther out, by the elevator. "
She's cute when she says the word "fuck", no matter how crass the word, it sounded sophisticated and classy coming out of her mouth.
"And no because?" I put my hand on my chin as I gazed at her in deep thought.
"I stay in the penthouse because I only get to have you for a few days, I want it to be comfortable and nice."
"Awww... you make it sound like i'm your boytoy. Though seriously, i didn't know you have that side in you."
"Oh stop it! I only get laid whenever you're not racing so might as well do it in a shetland silk bed, right?"
"But you were okay with the bathroom sink the first time?"
"We're going back to that?" She looked surprised when I raised it. Even when she tried to act rough on the edges, she remained so well bred.
"Well, it's true" i smiled at her and winked as I take a bite of my steak
