Craving Speed [18+]

Chapter 8

Milianna
wRoNg- ZAYN ft. Kehlani

I walk down the stairs holding Akira in my arms. I don't think I have ever partied harder than I did last night.
But luckily I am not a light weight, God has blessed me with that.

"Morning!" I say smiling brightly at everyone. "How the hell, are you so chirppy this early?" Noa says glancing at me with eye masks under her eyes.
"Not my fault you guts wanted to party till morning hours without knowing the consequences" I answer taking a sip of my coffee.

Marra let's out a laugh in the corner, swallowing a pain iller.

After a while I get Akira and I dressed, doing her hair in a half-up-half-down
hairstyle. She's still very groggy, after work I plan on taking her for ice cream since it is school vacation here.

I place her on the couch and put on a Barbie movie. Charm School, it was my absolute favorite when I was younger and I'm glad to see she enjoys it too.

"Ohh, businesswoman!" Noa and Amarra exclaim at once.I smile at thier enthusiasm.

"Where's Tìa Elena?" I ask

"Gossiping obviously" Marra answers laughing.

I flatten my hair a bit and look in the mirror. I combed my hair into a neat bun and I'm wearing a blazer dress with black tights underneath. I grab my tote bag and say my goodbyes before climbing into my car.

I pull up at a black building, its sleek  modern design looking like something straight out of a movie. Dos Ramos.

Technically this will be the first time I meet the Alejandro Ramos. F1 superstar, on the fast track to becoing the World Champion. He has billions of women fawning over him at all times.

The amount of edits I've seen of him is insane. But I see the appeal.

I park the car and lock it, my watch says the time, I'm early. Then again I'm always early. That means I have time to go to the restroom.

I walk into the building and show them my identity card, which Julio made me.
I walk into the restroom, it's white and gold in contrast to the outside of the building.

I check myself on the mirror and smile.

"No no no!" I hear a voice whisper scream. My brows furrow and I turn around. The voice groans.

"Umm...hello?" I ask.

No answer.

"Hello, are you okay?" I ask, I'm starting to get concerned now.

"Yeah, yeah I'm good" the voice whispers softly. She's Spanish too, young but not too young.

"I...I need a pad" she whispers back. I reach into my tote bag and take out a pad, a tiny plastic bag and a extra pair of underwear. I slip them under the door "Thank you" she answers.

After a few minutes she walks out. "Hi, here's some pain killers." I say giving her a few pills and a reassuring smile.

"What's your name?" She says looking up at me. "Milianna" I answer my dimpled smile popping out. "Yours?"

"Inez" she answers smiling. "Thank you, Milianna"

"It's my pleasure" I watch her walk out and smile. I'm glad she feels safer.

I walk out and to the reception straightening my blazer dress. "Hi, I'm Milianna Daniels. I am here to meet up with with Mr. Ramos."

The receptionist looks up at me, staring at me up and down. "State your reason"

"The personal assistant one"

She looked up at me again. For some reason I feel heavily judged, but then i realized that i have no need to. It's not like she's hot shit. I regularly label myself as a girls girl, because i truly am one. I wouldn't in a blue moon call someone ugly. As a future psychologist
I shouldn't be tempted this easily, but as a human...

She then looks down and up again from her seated postion. "Your early" she says her voice laced with ignorance.

"Rather early then late right?" i say smiling hoping to relieve the tension. It didn't relieve the tension, if anything it worsend it. She gives a scoff "Room twelve"

I nod my head and thank her walking through the marbled halls. My heels click against the tiles as thoughts zoom across my mind.

That woman did not like me.

I wonder what the rich and famous are like in real life?

Did I put the baby cam on?

My mind goes to a quick stop as I check my phone and see that I did in fact put it on and that Akira is still very much watching Barbie with a happy smile planted on her face. My thoughts return.

Spanish men are so fine. That's a fact.

I'm so hungry right now.

Really craving some Taylor Swift right now.

Who is the Ramos family anyway? And why are they so praised?

My thoughts comes to a chilling halt. I stand infront of the door nervously. Should  I knock? Walk in? I decide on knocking but the door opens before I could even touch it.

"Hermosa!" Julio's warm voice sounds, indulging me in a hug. "How have you been?" He asks with a never wearing double watt smile.

"Good Julio, thanks" I return a warm smile back. As Julio moves I'm met with the sight of one of the brothers of Dos Ramos. Alessandro Ramos.

He looks much more sterner than Julio and probably more professional too.
I don't know what to do, should I walk to him.

"Miss Daniels, please have a seat" he insisted. I nod my head with a faint smile and take a seat on the office chair.

"Your early, Miss Daniels" He says with a impressed look on his face. He's only the second person to tell me I'm early like I didn't know but I push those thoughts away.

"Yes, I am. I pride myself in being punctual." I said proudly. Yes, I felt like a bad bitch saying that, and?

"Well I like punctual people, one of which my son is not." He answers looking at his watch impatiently.

Just then his son walks in and hell... This man is all the teenage girls cracked him up to be and more. High cheekbones, a jaw that can cut someone, pink plump lips showcasing the same double watt smile as Julio.

All straight and clean in a black suit. His voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Hey Julio!" His voice is as smooth as silk. Oh my hell... please let this not be him.

He walks over to sit next to Alessandro. "Papà" he says with a curt nod. Finally his eyes rest on me. Scanning me. He takes off his sunglasses. I swear my breath caught in my throat. Two colored eyes. Different colors, one dark hazel and one dark brown. It's beautiful and both of them solo in on me.

He leans back in his chair. Lord have mercy on my soul.

I escape my thoughts and turn back to only professional. I give him a smile, a professional one not a 'I'm horny, help' one. Although the lather is the one I actually want to do.

I don't know alot about sex. Paul was my first and I haven't slept with anyone since. He never really teached me anything either. Plus I would much rather spend time with my beautiful daughter, then with some frat boys crab infested dick inside me.

"You must be Milianna?" His smooth accent taunts me. But I answer formally.
"Yes, yes I am" I send another smile his way. His father's eyes dart between us and sends a disapproving squint to his son.

A formal but forced smile makes it's way to his lips.

"Very well then, let's get started."

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Heyyy here's a chapter😘

In case you didn't know I am a big swiftie and I want her to come to my
Country so bad, but alas😔

I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
Next Pov is Ale's🤫

You are perfect just the way you are

All my love and kisses,

Lilac💜