𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐙𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐒 - ᴄʜᴀʀʟᴇꜱ ʟᴇᴄʟᴇʀᴄ

6

𝘌𝘭𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘦'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝:

Olga brought Alice's suitcases upstairs. She was staying at my room while I had to stay at the guest room. Those were my mother's orders.

Alice walked into my room and I followed her. She threw herself in my bed and started chatting on her phone. Olga and I looked at each other. She rolled her eyes and I chuckled softly. Olga walked in with the suitcases while I stared at Alice.

I cleared my throat and she looked up at me.

"Oui?" She asked with a sarcastic tone and put her shades down.

"My mother told me to give you a tour around the house." I raised my eyebrows and faked a smile. Reciprocating the same amount of sarcasm.

"D'accord. Show me." She agreed standing up still looking at her phone and sighed. She was acting like she was the one doing me a favor.

I started walking and she followed.

"This is my closet. You can keep your clothes in here if you want." I told her and she looked up.

"That dress. Ç'est tellement mignon." She walked towards my black dress and started touching the fabric. "The fabric's so soft."

"Yeah, it is." I walked towards her and grabbed the dress to hang it somewhere else. "It's my dress for the yacht party." I told her.

"Yacht party?" She asked while I walked across the house.

"Yeah, this is the movie room. It's like a little cinema." I showed her around.

"The one with the F1 players?" She asked while we walked down the stairs.

"Drivers and yes. This is the living room and dining room." I moved my hands showing her around.

"Do you have a plus one?" She asked while we walked and I stopped and sighed exasperated by all her questions. She was suddenly really interested in what I was saying.

"N-"

"Yeah, she does." My mother cut me off. "She's good friends with those drivers. I'm sure she can find a way to get you in the list." My mother raised her brows at me, giving me a threatening glance.

"Sans doute." I forced a smile and Alice tilted her head smiling.

"Merci." She pursed her lips, she had a victorious look in her face. She got what she wanted.

"Pas de problème."

I looked at my mother and she nodded and walked off. She always had to get her nose in my business. I hated it.

I kept showing Alice the house. We were walking across the garden while the gardeners trimmed some bushes and trees.

"Those roses are beautiful. I'd love a bouquet of them." She spoke as I walked in front of her. I made a tired expression. She reached to touch them. I let her and chuckled softly when I saw her wince and lick her finger.

"Be careful. They have thorns." I warned smiling a little bit.

"Yeah, merci." She spoke reluctantly.

We kept walking and she kept asking questions nonstop about my friends.

"Do you know all the drivers?"

"Yes."

"Is Lando single?"

"I don't know."

"Do you know the Ferrari drivers?"

"Yes."

"I'm a huge Ferrari fan."

"Nice."

"Do you know Charles?"