LANDO's POV: (whole chapter)
I race around getting dinner to look nice for us. She's gonna need all the energy she can get tonight, I've got a few things planned. She mentioned she wanted to try out BDSM. So I said we could but I'm pretty sure she thinks I've forgotten. I haven't.
Quickly I get rid of these thoughts from my mind as I'm making the table look nice. I haven't a clue where I got rose petals from but I spread them over the table. Why am I nervous. It's just Ana. I hear a knock at the door and open it. Wow. She looks. Like something else.
"Hey" she says blushing. "Hey" I reply staring her up and down. I asked her to start dressing up for me like she actually cared. And this must be her way of showing it. "Come in. Come in" I say opening the door, she takes a step inside. Why am I nervous. Fuck sake. I see her eyes look to the table and she shoots a look back to me. Is it happiness? Sadness? Confused? I can't read her. "You did this for me?" She asks scanning my eyes. I rock slightly and nod, "All for me?" she asks. I nod, a cheeky smile plastered across my face.
"You must really want sex tonight" she says laughing. Right. Sex. Yeah. Of course. Why would I be stupid enough to think we could have a romantic evening as well. I grab wine from the fridge and she sits down. "Want some?" I ask. She nods, "Yes please" she says taking her phone out of her bag. "What are you doing?" I ask. "Texting Charles back" she says bluntly. Is this women trying to kill me right now. "Right." I say sitting down beside her. I fill up her wine glass and mine. I don't know what's so funny on her phone right now. I take a sip of my wine and twiddle with my thumbs. I just wanted to spend time with her. And she's not even making out like she wants to be here.
In a huff, I get up and walk to the bedroom. Slamming the door behind me. She's an ungrateful bitch. I always knew she was. Why did I let myself get attached if she just continuously breaks my heart into a thousand pieces. It's just too much.
"Lando?" Anastasia says slowly opening the door. "What?" I ask taking my tie of. I even got dressed up in a suit. Everything. For this. Ungrateful. Bitch. "Why are you in a mood" she says scoffing. "I don't know Anya, because maybe I set up a whole dinner for you and you couldn't even be bothered to talk to me. Sat giggling at Charles messages. Are you that much of an ungrateful bitch?" I ask her standing up. "Ungrateful bitch? Seriously. You're fucking insane" she says walking out scoffing. I chase after her, "No you don't get to make me upset and leave" I say pulling her back to me. "Lando get off me" she says struggling. "Just talk to me. PLEASE" I say desperately. I see her looking to me. For something.
"You really did this for me?" She asks raising an eyebrow. I drop her arm, "I did Anya." I say looking to her lips. She drops my gaze so I sigh and start pacing the room. "What is with you?" She asks. "Nothing" I lie. "Lando you need to calm down" she says rolling her eyes at me. "I'm not angry." I say quickly. "You're not angry? Well you're acting like it." She says confused. "That's what happens." I say pacing faster. "When you get angry?" She asks. "No. When I love someone who does not feel the same about me. It fucking hurts like a bitch" I say stopping in my tracks. Did I really just admit to that. "You love me?" She asks.
"I can't think of the day I won't. From the moment you walked into class that day. 8 years ago. I've thought about you. A lot. I tried to move on but the truth is. None of them made me smile like you, or laugh, or frustrated, or genuinely happy." I say slowly. I don't meet her eye. I don't want to know what she is thinking right now.
"And then when I finally thought I was moving on from you. You walked into McLaren. Looking even more perfect than you ever have." I say throwing my hands down. She meets my eyes now. "But you cheated" she says shaking her head. Are there tears in her eyes? I walk closer to her, "Anya. I didn't cheat. Your best friend blackmailed me. Said unless I went along with the rumour she created to improve her social standing. Then she would release your nudes, she found on my phone and sent to herself one night" I say scanning her eyes.
