It was supposed to be a simple one night stand...
What happens when the troubled daughter of Toto Wolff gets dragged into the world of F1 and finds herself wrapped up with the enemy
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"She's on her way" Daniel said pointing at the picture of Kaycee on my phone nudging me slightly to bring me back into the room.
As Kaycee walked in all attention was on her, she looked unbelievable. Watching her walk through the crowd was painful. Every head turned to take a second look, as the lights glistened off of her skin.
"You're gonna have some competition with her looking like that" Lando said laughing.
I gave him a look and the smile quickly left his face. He wasn't wrong though. Every one in here could see how beautiful she was and I loved how she could command a room in an instance. As she finally reached our table Daniel pulled her in for a hug whispering something in her ear. He was already pretty drunk so I could only imagine what he had said, her cheeks flushed and her eyes quickly glanced at me.
I watched whilst she enjoyed her night, I'd decided to stop drinking when I saw her have an endless supply of drinks handed to her. Yes things were complicated between us right now but I couldn't help but look out for her.
Especially with the amount of attention she was getting. Countless men starred at her and approached her, she started dancing with one in particular which made my blood boil. Charles was talking me but I wasn't listening to a word he said, I just kept watching Kaycee dance with the guy.
The more I watched the more angry I became until he handed her something. I stood up immediately leaving Charles without saying a word and pushed my way through the crowd. I grabbed the guys arm moving him to one side.
"I suggest you fuck off" I muttered in his ear and pushed him away but as I turned around I saw Kaycee put something in her mouth and laugh. Out of impulse I grabbed her cheeks in between my hand lifting her head and making her pout. "Spit it out" I snapped at her, Kaycee's eyes widen and it popped out of her mouth.
I practically dragged her outside, I was furious with her. "Get in the car" I said opening the cab door for her.
"No" She replied turning to walk away, she could barely walk. I grabbed hold of her arm and pulled her back.
"Kaycee get in the fucking car" I shouted and it made her flinch. Reluctantly she eventually climbed into the back of the cab. Neither of us uttered a word on the way back to my hotel. As I helped Kaycee stumble her way through the hotel she started laughing.
I leant her up against the wall and looked in her eyes "something funny?" I asked still seething from the club.
"I don't get what the big deal is" she laughed. Something in me snapped.
"ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID" I shouted punching the wall next to her.
There was a look of fear in her eyes and then all of the colour washed from her face.
"I feel sick" She said and threw up all over herself. This was a different side of Kaycee that I didn't even know existed, and I didn't like it.
I helped Kaycee get undressed, showered and into bed. She was an absolute mess.
"Don't leave me" she mumbled as she curled up in the bed. I couldn't help but sigh, the hold this girl has over me is indescribable.
"I won't" I replied laying down next to her and pulling her into my arms. As always the moment I held her all the anger left me.
