In the realm of music, there exists a captivating song known as "Cornelia Street," penned by Taylor Swift. The nostalgia and longing for a past relationship. The lyrics describe memories of walking down Cornelia Street in New York City, where the si...
I turned around and noticed it was, Lando and Timothee walking over together. I was sitting by the pool in the backyard, sipping on my drink. The view was gorgeous, lando and Timmy standing in front of me.
"Ivy!" Kika called my name from a distance.
"Kika!" I jumped up from my seat and sat up from my seat. "We should go out today," she suggested, I immediately started to think of places we could visit for our last day in Monaco. But then, I remembered something. "Oh wait, never mind. We have that dinner with the drivers tonight." I rolled my eyes and leaned against my boyfriend, who was now sitting beside me. "I really don't get why I have to go to these things," I said with a sigh.
Pierre chuckled. "I know you're not a driver or a driver's girlfriend, but you're still one of us. You're our friend and, well, our adopted sister," he said with a grin.
"So, we have to take you with us," Charles says, shoveling food into his mouth. He grins at me, and I jokingly push his face away.
I shrug and nod, saying, "What if I don't want to go?" I glance over at the two of them, who were both smirking at me. Pierre walks up a little closer and shoves me playfully. "Then you don't love us," he says with a teasing tone. I look at Kika and whisper, "I don't."
Lando chuckled as I walk past him and my boyfriend. Kika follows closely behind me.
I sit back in my chair, taking a sip of my drink. "Lando is giving you the eyes," Kika whispered. I glance at her with a confused look, not sure what she means. "You know, the 'I want to fuck you' eyes," she adds with a mischievous grin. I quickly jump over and cover her mouth, both of us bursting into laughter.
"OH MY LOVING SISTER!" My brother, Jacob, slams the door open and walks out. It's well known that my brother is adored by many, especially the drivers. I stood up and gave him a side-eye. "So, about that dinner tonight... it should end around 8, which gives us time... to decorate the yacht." He whispers the last part, but I hear him clearly. "Another party?" I ask, my tone filled with annoyance. Charles laughs, and Charlotte walks over to give me a side hug, resting her head on my shoulder.
"Drinks?" she asks. I smile at her and laugh. "Deal," I reply. Pierre stops for a second, glancing at Jacob.
"I just noticed how handsome you are, wow, that's insane," Pierre says. I shoot him a "Really?" look and roll my eyes. My brother definitely didn't need his ego inflated any more.
"No, he's right. Your brother is probably one of the best looking guys I've seen," Lando chimes in. Now they're all just kissing up to him.
"Yeah, you and a bunch of other girls can agree on that," I say, rolling my eyes. "So many edits of him keep popping up on my feed like I care." But of course, my brother's smirk only grows. That's exactly how I keep him humble, by making fun of him a little. I flick his head and walk back to my seat, determined not to help decorate this time. "You guys are on your own. I'm resting today."
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