Retrospective ~TW~

Chapter 18

I was sitting at the beautiful desk of our french hotel room replying to some emails while Toto had to do some things at the track. It was Thursday media day and I really didn't feel like going to the track with cameras being shoved in my face. I am sure Toto would have preferred to stay as well, but duty calls and he had to fulfil his obligations.

The emails I was replying to was failing to hold my attention and I was quickly pulled into thinking back to the weekend before. Toto had gone to Azerbaijan with Jack and unfortunately I couldn't attend as I had some obligations to meet with other shareholders in one of the companies that I was involved in. 

Toto had called me one evening after he had put Jack down for the evening. He spoke of the qualifying session that was only hours prior with gusto. Lewis had qualified P2 behind Charles Leclerc in the Ferrari and was looking forward for the following race day. I was delighted to hear the passion in his voice. 

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"I am really excited for tomorrow." He comments, pleased with his teams result after the session. "I am even more excited to be able to get home. When can I see you Maus." His voice was low and pleading, almost as if not seeing me for a minute longer than absolutely required would kill him.

I held a smirk, wanting to tease the man on the other end of the line just a little. I knew I was playing with fire, Toto not being one to take any shit from anyone. But it was a game I was willing to play this evening. "My instagram is always there Mr. Wolff. I know you have that burner account."

"Tease." It felt as though it was the only word he could think of. I smiled and I knew he was on the other line. I looked down at what I was wearing and knew that I could get a rise out of him. It was late but I had gone out to dinner with Faye and I had yet to clean my face and fix my hair up.

"Or I can send you something I haven't posted." I quickly open the camera and take a picture, smiling at the shot displayed on the screen in front of me. It was a simple selfie but it was just enough to leave him wanting more. And that was something that I was willing to give him.

His voice had grown darker, aroused by the idea of receiving something that wouldn't be suitable for Instagram. "I am not sure whether that makes you more of a tease, or less, when you won't answer when I will see you next."

"Fuck that wasn't what I was expecting. You are so beautiful prinzessin." His voice was a little more airy than the deep resonance of before. He sounded breathless and I knew immediately that I had to follow it up with something a little risque. I slip off my shirt and set up my phone with a timer and after quickly posing, I was happy with the result of the picture.