It's been years since Lando and Olivia were in the same classroom. Over a decade ago, the school bully read out loud Olivia's diary where she wrote down her feelings for Lando . Now they've crossed paths again, but things are different. They're not...
Lando paced back and forth in their hotel room, his mind a whirl of anger and confusion. The tabloids had been relentless, splashing Olivia's name and Lance Stroll's across every page. "Caught in the Act!" they screamed. He was fuming, but more than that, his heart was aching. The door creaked open, and Olivia stepped inside, her face tired and wary.
"Oi, Olivia, what the bloody hell is all this about?" Lando barked, stopping dead in his tracks and glaring at her. He could feel his pulse in his temples, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides.
Olivia dropped her keys on the side table, her eyes flicking up to meet his. "Lando, I can explain. It's not what it looks like."
"Oh, really? 'Cause it looks like you've been caught canoodling with fucking Stroll," he spat, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Do you know how that makes me look? Makes us look?"
"Lando, please," she pleaded, stepping closer to him, but he took a step back, his expression hardening. She sighed, her shoulders sagging under the weight of the situation. "Lance did try something, but I didn't let it go anywhere. Nothing happened. You have to believe me."
"Believe you? After what I've seen? Everyone's talking, Liv. Everyone. Do you know how humiliating that is?" His voice cracked, a mixture of anger and pain.
She reached out, her hand trembling, but he didn't move. "I swear on my life, Lando. He tried to kiss me, but I pushed him away. I told him I wasn't interested. It was just one moment, and then it was over. The paparazzi made it look like more. They twisted it all."
He shook his head, running a hand through his hair. "I don't know, Olivia. I just don't know."
"Look at me," she said, her voice firm despite the tears welling up in her eyes. "Look at me and tell me you don't trust me. Tell me you believe those bloody tabloids over me."
His eyes met hers, and for a moment, the anger melted into something softer, something closer to the love he'd always felt for her. "It's just... it's hard, Liv. Seeing you with him, even if it was just a moment. It hurts."
She stepped forward, her hand finally reaching his cheek. He didn't pull away this time. "I know, babe. I know. But you have to trust me. I love you, only you. Lance doesn't mean anything to me. He was a mistake, a bad judgment call, but nothing happened. I wouldn't do that to you."
He took a deep breath, closing his eyes. "You've gotta promise me, Liv. Promise me it's over."
"I promise, Lando. It's over. It never even started," she whispered, her thumb brushing away a tear that had escaped down his cheek.
Lando pulled her into his arms, holding her tight as if letting go might mean losing her forever. "Alright," he murmured into her hair. "I trust you. But if I ever see him near you again..."
"He won't be," she assured him, pulling back to look into his eyes. "He won't be. It's just you and me, yeah?"
"Yeah," he agreed, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Just you and me."
As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the storm outside seemed to calm, the dark clouds parting just enough to let a sliver of sunlight through. It wasn't perfect, and there were still wounds to heal, but they'd face it together. One step at a time.
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Lando sat alone in his driver's room, the low hum of activity outside barely registering in his mind. The anticipation of Free Practice 1 buzzed in the air, but his thoughts were elsewhere. He glanced around the room, making sure the door was locked, then pulled out his phone, his heart rate quickening.
With a few swipes, he found the album where he kept Olivia's photos, a private collection that always managed to distract him. He opened one of his favourites, a picture of her in a stunning red lace lingerie set. The way the fabric hugged her curves, the playful look in her eyes, it all sent a rush of heat through him.
Lando leaned back in his chair, his breathing deepening as he took in every detail of the image. His hand slipped under the waistband of his racing suit, and he began to stroke himself, the sensation heightening as he scrolled through more photos. There was one of her in a bikini at the beach, her skin glowing in the sunlight, her smile teasing him. Another showed her lying on their bed, barely covered by a thin sheet, the promise of what lay underneath driving him wild.
He closed his eyes for a moment, imagining her there with him, the feel of her skin against his, the sound of her voice in his ear. His strokes became more deliberate, each movement timed with the images flashing before him. He could almost hear her laugh, feel her touch, and it drove him closer to the edge.
The tension built within him, a mixture of longing and desire. He opened his eyes, needing one last look at her to push him over. The final image was one he'd took just last night, a close-up of her lips, parted slightly, she was lying in bed naked, nothing covering her stunning-perfect body.
That was all it took. Lando's hand moved faster, his breath hitching as the pleasure peaked. He stifled a groan, not wanting anyone outside to hear. The release was intense, a wave of satisfaction washing over him, leaving him breathless.
He lay there for a moment, the phone still in his hand, Olivia's photo glowing softly on the screen. A smile tugged at his lips. She always knew how to get to him, even when they had arguments. Taking a deep breath, he cleaned up quickly, his mind already shifting back to the task at hand.
As he zipped up his suit and prepared to head out for practice, he glanced at her picture one last time. "For you, Liv," he whispered, feeling a renewed sense of determination. With her image still fresh in his mind, he stepped out of the room, ready to take on whatever the track had in store.
