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Mom, Thank you for everything, including the holy water you’ll bathe me in after you read this book.
🥵
Quite the family, right? A broken, mangled history of missed birthdays, uncelebrated holidays, and empty bleachers at most Formula races.
i can fix him
“I solemnly swear I’ll be up to good.” His eyebrows draw together. “Did you quote Harry Potter to me?” “Not really. I changed it up so it’s all me.”
God forbid I find her drunk and crying on a bathroom floor to a Jonas Brothers song.” I throw my cloth napkin at Santi. “That happened one time! It was my birthday and they had just announced they were getting back together. I was super emotional, okay?
SHE'S SO VALID FOR THIS
I make sure she comes multiple times before I do because my nanny raised a gentleman after all, no thanks to my parents.
he really is a gentleman
Turns out press conferences offer more eye candy than I thought.
*taking notes*
God plays cruel jokes on me. Just when I promised to be good, he wants me to fall right into the arms of the devil. Men like Noah are only built for wickedness.
…oh??
Assholes don’t do it for me, no matter how pretty their faces are.
we are not the same
“Cuídate. Behind the glitz and glam, people live with lies and unhappiness.”
wise words
Sundays are my favorite day of the week because who needs a church when I have a front-row seat to heaven.
amén 🙏🏼
Sometimes I question if it’s a requirement for F1 racers to be ridiculously attractive.
🫦
I try my best not to listen in on what happens in his suite. And by trying my best, I mean I currently have a cup held up against the wall to try to amplify the noise.
SHE JUST LIKE ME FR
I’d consider her angelic-looking, except her body is meant for sin—to fuck hard and long. My type of damnation.
I like how she’s the type to ask for forgiveness instead of permission. Reminds me of myself.
I want to spend more time around her and suck up her happiness like the goddamn black hole I am.
Noah even tugs on my ponytail now whenever he passes by me.
he's like a 5 year old with a crush on a girl at recess
“You have a little accent. But it’s cute,” Noah says.
*swoon*
With Maya, the most beautiful thing about her is how her eyes light up with happiness when she grins, an infectious smile that makes my lips turn up every time. Her beam is hands down one of my favorite things. A bubble of positive energy, dancing in circles without a care in the world.
They chant my name, and although it feels great to hear them, nothing beats the smile on Maya’s face as she watches us.
I lean over him and give him a kiss on his non-red cheek. His breath catches at the touch while my lips tingle at the contact, lingering a second too long.
he's already a goner!!
I think I like Noah Slade.
you think??? LMAO
“What are the chances of dying of a heart attack at twenty-three? Seriously, you’re googling this? I didn’t know I had such an effect on you. You flatter me.”
How can he be so hot yet so cute at the same time? Troubling.
I’m so royally screwed, by the F1’s American Prince no less.
“You drive me crazy. I keep thinking about fucking you, wondering how you sound when you explode in ecstasy. The moans you’ll make while you greedily take my cock. Is it breathy? Loud?”
hot
I’m into Maya. Like really into her.
about damn time he realizes this
What would it be like if she wore my number twenty-eight? I envision her in a shirt with my name on it instead of Santiago’s.
2️⃣8️⃣
He’s a hurricane catching me in the eye of the storm, giving me a false sense of security before the winds pick up again. A catastrophic and relentless disaster in the making.
He Who Shall Not Be Fucked (06/10 5:00 p.m.):
HIS CONTACT NAME ??? HELP 💀
“We can pretend for a night that none of that exists. No talk of your brother and no bringing up Baku. You’re a girl and I’m a guy on a normal date.”
*blushing*
“Because I already called dibs on you.” His intense gaze makes me shudder.
“If it were another life, I’d probably do right by you. I’d take you on dates and try harder. But that’s not who I am or how I was raised. I don’t know how to be the kind of emotional guy you desire.”
Kissing her feels like I did it wrong with all the women before her.
he's truly a goner
“They’ll never be as good as what we could have. But this is why people like you never have happily-ever-afters. You’re so jaded, you can’t see the best things until it’s too late.”
4+4
“I think love is about happiness and sacrifice. Compromising instead of arguing. Having someone who is always there for you even when you don’t deserve it. Loving someone means you want to spend the rest of your life with them, on the good days and the bad days and everything in between.”
“Fear is not always a weakness. It’s what you do with the fear that shows your true strength.
“I’ve missed you.” The three words he says feel like everything I want to hear.
<3
I’m done playing games; I’m getting my checkered flag.
🏁
I lift her chin up, craving eye contact. “I mean it when I say I spent a lot of time alone. I reflected on what was stopping me from trying this out with you. Our chemistry is—” her lips capture my attention—“explosive. But I also know there’s more.
I sit in an unholy prayer pose. No Hail Mary can save me from him.
“Jesus take the wheel.” I do the sign of the cross before putting on my helmet. “You may have called me God last night, but I’m the only one behind the wheel today.” The smug man fucking winks.
“I’ll let you in on a secret though… Fucking you is the equivalent of winning a World Championship. I could never win again and be perfectly fine so long as you’re by my side. In my bed. Me inside of you. I like you a lot.”
“I’m probably going to marry her one day. I think she’s the one.” I say the words with confidence.
his confidence in this statement *swoon*
My lips softly peck at her cheeks between words. “You’re. The. Most. Lovely. Woman. To. Me.”
I’m the only one who fucks her and loves her like this. Love. One word I didn’t understand until Maya.
I gather up courage as the song continues because I want to let her know. Because I never want another day to go by without her hearing it. “I love you.” My voice rasps over the music.
Maya always looks beautiful to me. But the moment I admit I love her? She gives me what is hands down the most gorgeous smile I’ve ever seen, one meant only for me.
“I love you, too.” Her voice carries over the sweet melody.
“I was terrified. I’m glad you’re okay,” I mumble into his chest. “I’ll always be okay and come back to you. Those cars are built for a bomb. I love you.” He squeezes me as he whispers the words in my ear.
I care about both of my Bandini boys.
