Chapter 8

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As Lando gently brushed his fingers on Olivia's soft skin, he admired her body. He couldn't understand why she was always so reserved about herself.

"Your body is perfect... I don't get why you're always hiding it." He said as he planted soft kisses from her cheek to her neck. 

He had already gotten rid of his own baggy t-shirt she had been using to sleep and he observed in awe the beautiful girl with blushed cheeks at his complete mercy. Olivia seemed to be enjoying the way he used his tongue to make small circles on her neck just close to her ear. She wasn't shying away every time he rubbed his erection against her pelvis. He wanted her so badly and she wanted the same as she arched her back craving more of his touch. 

"That feels so good, Max." Olivia let a quiet moan escape her lips. 

Lando froze at those words and just stared at her for a brief moment before collapsing on top of her and rolling to her side. He felt guilt-ridden at the way he was treating Olivia. He was deceiving that girl and it wouldn't be fair to make her trust him just to let her know it had all been nothing but a ruse.

"Are you okay?" She asked with a confused expression. 

Suddenly, Olivia was wondering if it had been something she had done. It was probably her inexperience that had put him off. She was starting to panic and feeling extremely silly. She grabbed the t-shirt and quickly covered her body. 

"Was it something I've done?" She insisted. 

With his head on the pillow, Lando rested his wrist on his forehead, trying to find the right words. He was sure that Olivia's anxiety would be through the roof at that stage and he didn't want to hurt her. 

"Of course not. I'm so sorry, I just realized I hadn't packed for my flight today and that thought crept in just now. Terrible timing, I know." He made up an excuse, not sure she would buy any of it. Olivia was naive but not exactly stupid. 

"Sure..." She added as she slowly got up and looked around for something to cover her bare legs. She spotted a pair of grey joggers on a chair and put them on without even asking. She unlocked his bedroom door and looked back one last time before leaving. 

"Olivia, wait... I swear it wasn't anything you've done. You are wonderful." Lando tried to reassure her. That wasn't part of the lie. He truly believed she was astonishing. 

"That's fine. I'll let you pack." She replied her voice hardly above a whisper. 

Lando placed his pillow over his face to disguise the loud groan he let out once Olivia left his bedroom. He couldn't believe how stupid he had been for lying to her in the first place and then for catching feelings. 

Olivia walked downstairs to get her clothes from the dryer machine. It was still early in the morning and none of the other guys was up yet. It was still a big house and she couldn't exactly remember where the laundry room was as the guys were also doing a load and took care of it the night before. She saw a smaller room close to the living room and walked in. It was just a storage room with some trophies and a huge cabinet door. She opened it ajar in the hopes of finding a dryer machine there, but instead, a bunch of colourful helmets fell down.

"Shit!" She said as she picked them up, hoping that she hadn't broken anything. 

Olivia tried to put them one by one back in the cabinet and observed them as she placed them carefully. They were beautiful and all had the letters LN printed on them. She racked her brain to think what it could mean, perhaps a sponsor, she wondered? 

"Olivia, what are you doing?" Max asked. She turned around startled, her arm hitting one of the shelves, making the helmets topple over again. 

"I was just looking for the laundry room and ended up making a mess." She replied apologetically. 

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