ɪʀʀᴇᴘʟᴀᴄᴇᴀʙʟᴇ - ɪᴍᴘᴏꜱꜱɪʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ɪꜰ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ᴏʀ ᴅᴀᴍᴀɢᴇᴅ
In the high-stakes world of Formula One racing, Isabella Maria Romero is breaking records and shattering barriers in her debut season of 2022. As the first woman driver in Formula One in over...
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Isabella Romero
"Bow down to your queen, peasant" I shout, putting on my best fancy accent as I stand onto of the large king bed in my hotel room
"Please do not hurt me your highness, I shall worship you forever" Eloise begs, sat on the floor below me. I laugh, watching her face also contort to one of laughter
"We should do something fun tonight, go clubbing or something" She suggests, sitting on the edge of the bed as I jump down, slouching down beside her
"That depends. Do you promise not to run away again and get lost?" I tease, nudging her shoulder
"Hey! That was one time and if I remember correctly, that only happened because you suggested we go somewhere else and then decided to go to the bathroom when I wasn't looking. I thought you were following me!"
"Fine, blame the innocent" I say, raising my hands in defeat, "I'll order some food, can't go out on an empty stomach"
"Oooh, get a cheese pizza and chips please"
"Really? I feel like that's all I've eaten for the last week"
"That seems like a you problem"
"Oh yeah? And when it comes to paying for it, who's problem will that be?" I receive silence indicating I'd won, "That's what I thought"
"Okay, we have two options" I say, walking out of the closet, "Either the red slip or the off shoulder black dress" Holding the dress up, I switch between the two, inspecting them in the mirror. I had already done my hair and makeup, all that was left now was to pick my outfit
