Circuit of Evil [Formula 1]

38 Monza

I was back at the hotel, I stared at the dark sky above me. I took a deep breath when I reconsidered what had happened today, the agent asking me for help. In catching Micheal. I squeezed my eyes shut and started crying, I didn't know why I cried. I just felt like every decision in the couple of two years had make everything worse.

I laid my hands on the railing, what if I just die? Would it matter? I felt an urge to just jump off the railing, I realised how ruined my life was. My father pressed me to my limits to make millions, Max who supported my father's thoughts, Lando who suddenly became a stranger to me, Micheal who I thought I could trust and Manuel who couldn't keep his dick in his pants. I was scared this would happen again, I'd feel the same pain was when people hurt me mentally and physically the most. If I'd jump it would take only a few seconds and the internal pain would be gone.

When I cried so loud, I could feel someone pulling me away from the railing and into the hotel room. I didn't fight it I just laid my head against Manuel's chest and cried. Just cried I didn't care I just wanted to cry. He didn't let me go, he just kept me in his arms. So I wouldn't dare to jump off the balcony falling twelve stories down. 'I'm terrified.' I wailed. 'I know.' He replied. His hand moved to the back of my head. I rested my head and sobbed when he calmed me down. 'You don't have to do it, if it's too much.' He said to me. 'Those children deserve a life.' I sobbed. 'Yeah, but you can't safe them, when you're dead.' He muttered. He sat me down onto the couch and then sat down next to me. I leaned again him, I took a deep breath. Trying to relief myself. 'Are you still going to the Balkans?' I asked him. 'I have too, there's nothing left here for me.' He replied. 'Except for Dean.' He added. 'Dean...' I repeated and then smiled. 'He has a sweet smile hasn't he?' I asked him. He laughed. 'Yeah he does.'
When he pulled me into a hug my heart started to hear faster and my heart froze. It didn't feel wrong this time. I sat up straight. Looked him into his eyes. I kissed him and then we stood up. Kissing. Just kissing. I then got onto my knees while he stood. I pulled his shorts down and he did nothing and just let me do my thing. I licked his strip and then took him in my mouth. He ran his right hand into my hair. And he moaned, softly pushing himself further down into my throat. He pulled my hair and trusted into my throat. 'Fuck.' He moaned. He picked up the pace and he then pulled my chin up as he stopped. 'I want to fuck you so badly.' He moaned. He grabbed me and lifted me up towards the bed. He  pulled my shirt over my head and threw my bra across the bedroom. He sucked onto my nipples which were so hard.

'Manuel.' I begged him. His hand disappeared under my underwear. He massaged me with his thumb. Whilst we kiss. He then pulled my underwear down and threw it somewhere. He turned me onto my stomach. As he bend over me. I could feel his naked skin touch mine and he then held his mouth next to my ear. 'You're all mine.' He whispered. His hands moved towards my waist. He pulled my ass up, as he sat behind me. He then pushed his length into me. I moaned as he entered me he then started it thrust harder and rougher, I could hear him moan as our bodies collapsed , making a clapping sound. He had full control over my body. 'Fuck Maddy.' He moaned my name. 'Please.' I begged. Not many moments later he came into me. He let out a relieved moan.
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When we were finished I let myself fall onto the soft mattress as he fell next to me. He turned onto his side, he looked at me. 'Say you've Stockholm syndrome?' He smirked. 'Shut up.' I groaned. 'Maddy.' He said, 'next time don't try to jump. You're worth it.' He told me. He kissed me onto the cheek. And that's when I had fallen asleep. I woke up off the sound of Dean crying. But Manuel stopped me from getting up. 'I'll go.' He said. I watched him get out of the covers and put on his underwear and walk into his room.
His crying stopped and I got out off the bed too. Seeing Dean fully awake but looking out of the window. He was finally silent. And just staring outside looking at the cars driving by underneath us.
I turned around and returned to the bedroom. I squatted to grab my phone from the floor and I looked at my messages.