dangerous curves -Lando Norris (English Version)

Part 1: Las Vegas

'Amalia, get up. We have to go,' a deep male voice wakes me up. Against my will, I open my eyes.

'Come on,' the voice repeated before leaving my room.

Completely tired, I got up, grabbed an oversized sweater and managed to brush my teeth. With my headphones in my hand and my bag over my shoulder, I walked dreamily down the stairs.

'Madam, come on, you can still sleep on the plane,' the voice rang out again.

'It's all right, Lewis,' I said to my brother.

Lewis took my things from me. We got into his car together. Then we arrived at his private jet.

'So Lando's flying with us,' my brother informs me before I get into his private jet.

I roll my eyes.

'Come on Amalia, make up with Lando,' Lewis says to me

"Lando is and always will be an asshole," I replied.

'Thank you Amalia,' his voice suddenly rang out, not forgetting the arrogant smile I hated so much.

I looked at him. Rolling my eyes, I walked past Lando and into the private jet. All I could hear in the background was the clapping of two hands. I settled down on a long comfortable couch and put on my headphones. Lewis and Lando sat down opposite me.

"Did you sleep badly or why is Madame in such a bad mood?" his arrogant voice asked me.

"Did I give you permission to speak to me?" I replied.

Lando grins. Rolling my eyes, I turn around and look out of the window as we are about to take off.

'Amalia,' an attractive voice whispers in my ear.

I open my eyes and look around. My eyes met his arrogant eyes. Grinning, he sat down.

"Why is such an arrogant person your best friend?" I ask my brother in a bad mood.

'Amalia, come on. Don't be so unfriendly...'' my brother replies.

Lando grins again.

'Stick your arrogant smile somewhere else...' I say to Lando and cross my arms.

'I'd love to...' comes his confident and gentle voice.

I shake my head and sink into my book. I can feel Lando's eyes on my skin again and again.

'Find yourself some hobbies,' I say unkindly to Lando.

"Is Madame on her period?" he asks impudently, grinning.

"This arrogance is going to kill you, Norris."

Our eyes meet deeply until I avert my gaze.

After a few hours, we landed. Together we drove to our accommodation for the Grand Prix in Las Vegas. We would be staying there with the other drivers. Once there, I hugged Charles.

'I've missed you,' I say to Charles after we give him a gentle hug.

'And I've missed you too,' Charles replies.

As Charles and Lando clap each other, I see Lando's look, which penetrates me and tells me a lot. I also greeted the other Formula 1 drivers in a friendly manner.

"My hugs are better than Leclerc's", a gentle male voice whispered in my ear.

Goosebumps spread across the back of my neck. Without turning around, I knew who said it. I showed no reaction. As I ran off to help Lewis, I could feel his arrogant smile behind me. Lewis and I ran up the stairs and into our room. Later that evening, we went to a cozy restaurant in the city where we settled down. We all sat together at a large, round table. I sat in the middle between Lewis and Charles, wearing shorts combined with a sweater. Across from me sat Lando, whose eyes kept landing on me. The group was fun. Entertaining conversations with Charles, Max, Lewis and Carlos. We didn't stay out too late the next day so we wouldn't be too tired. So the house was dead quiet at midnight. But I was the only one who couldn't sleep. Lewis was lying next to me, fast asleep. I quietly crept down to the kitchen. Then I sat down on the kitchen island with a cold glass of milk, staring outside.

"Can't you sleep, dear?" came a whispering voice.

I was startled.

"What do you want, Norris?" I asked, annoyed.

Without answering, he opened the fridge and poured himself a glass of fresh water. It wasn't until he was standing opposite me that I realized he was standing in front of me shirtless.

"And what do you want?" I asked him again.

'Not to see you,' he said arrogantly, grinning.

'Then fuck off,' I replied.

''Not so naughty...''

Lando suddenly stood between my legs and his fingertips brushed my exposed thighs. However, I didn't make any reaction. I only responded to his hands on my thighs with a stare. I can feel warm breaths on my neck, which is getting closer and closer. His hands gently pinch my thighs.

Lando suddenly stood between my legs and his fingertips grazed my exposed thighs. However, I didn't react. I only responded to his hands on my thighs with a stare. I can feel warm breaths on my neck, which is getting closer and closer. His hands gently pinch my thighs.

'I bet Leclerc can't do that,' he whispers in my ear.

"Is someone jealous, Norris?" I whisper back.

'I know I can have you, so...' he whispers back in my ear.

His hands move higher up my legs. My exposed neck felt his breathing, which was getting closer and closer. Gently, he kisses my neck once. Lando's arrogant eyes look down at me.

'Good night, love,' he whispers in my ear with a grin.

Lando pulls away from me.

'I hate you, Norris,' I say, knowing he'll hear it.

I could still feel his grin. After I'd finished my glass, I wandered back to my room. I settled down next to Lewis and fell asleep after a few minutes.

'Good morning, everyone,' I greeted everyone at the breakfast table.

Charles offered me the seat next to him. Smiling, I sat down next to him. With a quick glance at Lando, I reach for a bread roll.

"Sleep well, sweetie?" Charles asks me, leaning back and looking at me gently.

'Of course, and you?

'Me too. Are you going to the racetrack with Lewis?" Charles asks me.

Lando's eyes penetrate me again, but I don't react.

"I honestly have no idea." I answered.

"Lewis, can I take your sister to the racetrack with me?" Charles asked Lewis.

Lewis nodded. Lando lost his grin.

'Great,' I said to Charles with a smile.

''Are you coming?'' my room door opens and I fix my hair.

'Of course,' I reply to Charles.

I drove to the race track with Charles. Once there, we went our separate ways. On the way to Lewis' garage, I walked past an interview desk where Lando was being interviewed.