𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓 | #𝟏 ✔️

𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍

" homewrecker. "

"ALRIGHT YOU'RE FREE to go!" The doctor says, quickly writing her signature on my files before setting it to the side.

"Thank you, doc." Aurelia smiles, her hand reaches out to grab one of my bags set on the bed though I quickly take it before she can. She glares at me and I can't help but smile at that look on her face.

I'm already carrying two bags in one hand, my backpack, and a small suitcase. I look over to Aurelia, who's carrying nothing but her purse and a very lightweight bag. I don't mind, my leg has healed and I'm still stronger than ever even without going to the gym for two months.

If I could, I wouldn't let Aurelia lift a single finger as I carry everything, though she's already insisted on driving me to my penthouse and carrying that weightless bag.

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I never knew how attractive someone could be while driving at thirty-five miles per hour along the highway until this moment.

Aurelia's doing it so casually. One handed too.

Her other arm rests on the side box in between the two of us, I watch in awe as her palm spins the steering wheel with ease as she exits off of the highway.

I recognize the roads now and I know it's only a couple of minutes until we get to the penthouse. The building is in a rather calm area, still along the streets of New York City, just a more quiet environment that's far from the office which is in the busy parts of New York.

Only now do I realize that Aurelia was quiet throughout the whole ride. Way different from the other times where I was driving and she was the passenger princess, rambling on and on about work and her friends.

I chuckle to myself at the reminder of it, which causes her to look at me weirdly but I brush it off.

If only she knew how many times she crosses my mind in a day, I certainly can't count how many with my ten fingers, despite how often I'll see her on that day.

Aurelia pulls up at the entrance of my building's private parking, the security guard eyes her with suspicion and doesn't seem to notice me.

I motion for her to roll the windows down and when she does, he immediately changes his mind and goes to lift the barrier. The guard brings his hand up into a salute, eyes locked on mine as she drives into the parking lot.

I hear her gasp softly at the sight of all my cars lined up. From Lamborghinis, to Ferraris, to Mclarens, Audis, any manufacturer you could think of.

There's an empty spot right near the elevators of the building, next to my other Lamborghinis, which is the old spot of my Aventador that was destroyed in my stupid crash.

Aurelia's quick to reverse into the parking spot, and she does it with ease. I'm left in shock when I step out of the car to see that she had perfectly aligned with the blue line and the car that's parked across from us.