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"You look absolutely gorgeous, Stella," Rebecca says softly as she comes up behind me, holding onto my shoulders as we look into the mirror together.

Right after the race in Canada was done, Rebecca, Lando, Carlos, and I all flew to Spain early to spend time together in Carlos's home country.

And Carlos insisted we go to this club, so we agreed, even though I don't usually party much. Nonetheless, I wouldn't mind enjoying a few drinks.

Earlier, Rebecca and I went dress shopping because we wanted to find the perfect dress. I definitely needed help choosing one, and Rebecca ended up selecting the most scandalous dress I have ever seen for me. Somehow, I still ended up buying it.

It's a dark red dress that sits above my thigh. It's strapless, with a small slit up the leg, and it features a daring slit across my rib, exposing the whole side.

It's definitely stunning though. "Thank you, Bec. You look gorgeous too. I'm sure Carlos will be speechless when he sees you." I chuckle as I finish fixing my hair. With that, we head out to the living room where Carlos and Lando are lounging. We're staying at Carlos's apartment during our time here.

I smile at Lando as he gets up. Holy fuck, he looks good. He's wearing a black button-down shirt paired with some black cargo shorts, and of course, his signature white long Nike socks.

"You look absolutely gorgeous," he smirks, placing his hands on my waist and pecking my lips. I feel my cheeks heat up at his compliment.

"You're looking pretty handsome as well," I chuckle, grabbing onto his cheeks and pressing my lips onto his. With that, we all leave together.

Once we arrive, we stand outside a club with booming music and flashing lights everywhere. I intertwine my fingers with Lando's, and we walk in together, ready for a night of fun.

"Oh my gosh, Carlos, this is amazing," I exclaim as I look around. Most clubs never compare to the ones in Monaco, but this one... this one comes close.

"Well, let's not waste time," Lando laughs as he grabs both of my hands and pulls me into the crowd of people.

"Less talking, more drinking and dancing," he winks as he grabs four shots from a tray being carried around by a server.

He hands me two shots and keeps the other two for himself. "Down it, baby," he says before shooting back his first shot of alcohol.

I follow along, tipping my head back as the alcohol slides down my throat, instantly making me feel better.

Oh gosh, this is going to be a long night.

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Lando's hands find their place on my waist as we sway together on the dance floor. I've downed so many shots that I've lost count, and the alcohol has definitely taken its toll, I'm completely wasted.

I'm not sure how many shots Lando's had, but I'm guessing it's a few. But honestly, at this point, who cares?

"You look absolutely stunning!" Lando's voice cuts through the pulsing music, his warm breath tickling my neck as he plants a kiss there. Oh gosh, alcohol and Lando's kisses aren't a good mix.

"Thank you, dear! You look absolutely spectacular too!" I giggle, tilting my head back. Lando suddenly jerks his head up from my neck, giving me a puzzled look. "How drunk are you?" he yells over the music. I simply shrug. "I don't know! But all I know is I need some sex! Alcohol and you make me feel horny!" I blurt out, not even fully aware of what I just said, but Lando's eyes widen in surprise.

"Baby, what did you just say?" he yells, looking at me with wide eyes. I wrap my arms around his neck and look at him. "I said what I said, I need some sex! You know, where a penis goes
into the—" Lando interrupts me by covering my mouth. "Okay, no need to go into that much detail, Angel," he says, and I chuckle. "Please, just take me home," I gesture towards the door.

"Already?" he raises a brow, and I nod. "Did you even hear what I said before?" I turn to Rebecca and Carlos, who are dancing together. "We're leaving!" I scream, and they just give me a thumbs up.

I then look back at Lando with a smirk. "Come on," I grab his hand as I lead him outside and call over a taxi.

Wait, what the fuck am I doing?

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