Chapter Four - Heads I Win, Tails You Lose

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Be advised - This chapter involves needles.
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That dream-like night was over and the next few days went by quickly.

The first thing Annika and I did was ditch our pretentious grandiose honeymoon plan and instead go on a spontaneous two-week trip.

Out of all so many amazing places to go, with very limited time, Valentine and I decided to only visit our favourites. And strangely enough, it all pointed out towards the Far East.

From experiencing Winter Wonderland in Tbilisi to where the majestic Hagia Sofia was, Istanbul now we're here on our third night at the place where the most expensive F1 circuit was built, Abu Dhabi.

Today was the last day of our honeymoon - so we left our hotel room for a little over an hour before the sunrise.

"Are you ready, beautiful!?" My wife asked, at the same time, sounding so overly excited to test out the revving 3000cc V6 engine on the Formula 1 professional track.

Once I was in my race suit, I took a minute look in the mirror and felt very satisfied with the way I looked I replied 'Yes honey' and I stepped out of the changing room.

The moment I was out, I was met with Annika's very naughty eyes.

Without saying a word, she gently brushes her hand against my hip, taking a moment and silently appreciating.

Her actions made me smirk, so I seductively asked... "What do you think? Is it good enough?"

Annika's face was planted with a big grin. She leans in to say, "Definitely." Before closing the tiny gap still left between us her lips tasted sweet and I felt a shock run through my body.

My stomach rushes up into my throat. Her kisses feel right. More than right. It was perfect - that I needed a minute or so to recover as my wife watched from behind a large grin.

Annika is attractive in a dangerous way. I wanted to take her right there and then. A woman who makes me lose control. Nevertheless, I held back.

Breathless, I uttered. "We're going to be late." making Valentine giggle slightly as the words tumble from my lips.

Slightly biting her bottom lip, my wife replied, "Say no more, Honey - " and ran a finger gently on my lips. "- Come on. We have a long and beautiful day ahead of us." she said before intertwining our hands together, and leading us towards the initial exclusive meet and greet with the f1 racers - and the whole event ran like clockwork!

After the meet and greet session, we head outside for a moment to view the circuit and the pit lane.

Suddenly, I hear my wife squeal making me wonder if something has happened.

Grabbing my hands, Annika dances us around and enthusiastically mumbling the words... "Honey, thank you! Thank you! Thank you for making this happen! I can't believe we have just met with Hamilton and Bottas." She squeals while giving small kisses all over my face, instantly making my heart melt at the scene.

My wife was living her motor racing fan's dream and I was so happy for her.

In a trace, her body becomes stiff. "Oh my gosh, Belle. How did I do? I didn't embarrass myself in front of them, did I?"

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