Light Me Up (Mile x Apo) [Mile x Apo]

Chapter 2: Look at Me

** Adult Content **

Apo stared at his cellphone with a calm expression, lips shifted into a smirk as he reclined back against the mountain of pillows he stacked behind him, feeling victorious that he'd win his bet against the egomaniac who said he wasn't good enough to 'woo' someone like Mile Phakphum Romsaithong. Mile was a man with prestige and money, everyone who was anyone knew who he was, otherwise they must have been living under a rock. Apo knew that he had never run in these social circles before; however, when he'd been told by his father to attend in his place and noticed the attendance list, Apo figured it was his chance to win the wager.

"Take that you asshole..." He murmured to his phone as he screenshotted the conversation between himself and Mile over to Giovanni. Then sent a picture of his middle finger flipping the man off with a huff.

Giovanni, his teammate, bet him exclusive practice rights to the newest vehicle in their fleet after he'd accused Apo of sleeping with the team's principal to get on the team in the first place. Like Apo wasn't gorgeous enough and a naturally talented driver on his own merit without needing to resort to tangling tackily with the principal. Apo's lips turned into a frown as he remembered how pissed off he'd been at Giovanni spreading lie after lie about him. Apo didn't need to prove anything to anyone; however, Fred Vasseur was a dear friend and getting him involved in something messy because Giovanni was jealous, especially so close to competition time, was a definite no go. Apo had to nip all rumors in the bud.

Giovanni gave him a target, a cynical one close to him, for Apo to attack. Mile. And his task? To get the man to be charmed by Apo enough to be tempted for a one night.

How far it went afterwards was actually up to Apo in terms of following through. He could text Mile 'just kidding' at this point, except a part of him, the one that burned at the fire he'd seen in those dark obsidian eyes inside his very soul, told him no. To just let this night play out as it should. Apo figured it had been too long since he'd enjoyed himself with a little tumble in bed anyway. Being a racer and living and breathing the sport, there really was little personal time for anything else, especially since he tended to win his bouts. He supposed that's why Giovanni thought that Apo had been jumping on Fred to get the best scores when in actuality, Apo was just that good. But nonetheless, Apo agreed to the stipulations. He'd casually scoped out Mile via the man's social media profile on the way over to Thailand from Milan, his eyes may have lingered a time or two on the bachelor's gym pics, and then shrugged to himself. It would be easy enough to poke the bear and if Apo got a memento to bring back with him of their time together, he wouldn't be opposed to it either. He was very much a flesh and blood man at the end of the day, that had his own urges.

After being burned by too many others who used him for their positions throughout the team or even when he was living back in Thailand, Apo wanted to just focus on the road ahead, and the things he could control were himself, his car, and his winning streak. Everything and everyone else were just the cherry on top.

It was his master plan: win the bet against Giovanni by goading Mile, have a quick fuck, and head back the following morning back to Italy like nothing happened.

Granted Gift wasn't too thrilled he had decided to take on the bet, Apo had come clean to her when she noticed him being extra jittery when they'd arrived, and she only backhanded his head for being dumb. She told him that getting into it with someone like Mile could be detrimental to him, but Apo wasn't worried. He saw from the scandals that were attached to Mile's name and he didn't want to add another tally to that mark.

They'd both scratch each other's itch and be done with it. He stretched his arms up above his head much like the kitten Mile nicknamed him and let out a groan from his back popping. "Maybe I can bribe him for a massage afterwards?" He thought out loud before he rolled off the bed to peek at the bathroom. "Might as well shower and be clean..." Apo grabbed his cellphone to send a quick text before tossing it back on the bed and whistled on his way to the shower.