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Lando's POV

I looked at my ex girlfriend, who was standing in my damn garden and then I looked back at what I thought was my current girlfriend.

She invited her here? What was she trying to do?

She was just trying to mess with my damn mind. That's what she was trying to do.

And I fell for it.

"Lando!" Alexia wrapped her arms around me, kissing both of my cheeks.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, taking a step back. Didn't want to have her hands on my body, nor did I want her lips on my cheeks.

Or anywhere for that matter.

"Taura invited me here, she said you would like to see me again"

Yeah definitely not.

I looked at Taura, who just shrugged her shoulders. She didn't care one bit. Started talking to her friends again.

I didn't get it, I was completely caught of guard.

She wanted me to be on the podium, told me to fight for it. So she wanted me to do good, right?

But Zak told me our strategist is leaving, did she know that too? Was she starting to act differently because she wanted to be Mclaren's strategist?

Did she think she needed me for that?

She was wrong though, Zak would want her even without me telling him.

"Can we have a talk?" I leaned back on the table, looking at Taura. She nodded, but wasn't getting up. "In private?"

She got up, walked inside with me. She looked absolutely beautiful but this time, I wasn't gonna get distracted by her Bambi eyes.

"Why would you invite Alexia?"

"Bumped into her, didn't think you would care" she shrugged her shoulders.

I chuckled a little, a sarcastic one. "She cheated on me, why would I want her in my house ever again?"

"You cheated on her" she tried to correct me, but she knew nothing about Alexia and I.

Clearly Alexia told the story very different.

"No, I didn't"

"She told me you did, multiple times" she said.

"Knox, she cheated on me, multiple times" I took a step closer, made her take a step back.

"Did you know Mclaren was looking for a strategist?" She asked.

I frowned, not because I had to think about the answer, but because I didn't know why she was asking me.

"Why?"

She just rolled her eyes.

"Did you really break up with Keeley?"

Another weird question. What the fuck happened in only one day?
We were fine when I left, more than fine, we were perfect.

"I did"

"Weird" she chuckled as she grabbed her phone. "Because she send me these" put her phone in my hands to show me screenshots.

Screenshots that were supposedly between Keeley and I.
A very flirty and loving conversation.

Definitely not real. Or maybe it was, but if they were, then they weren't recent.

"You can't possibly believe that's real" I almost had to laugh as I gave her phone back.

"Why not?" She asked calmly. "You cheated on Alexia, possibly cheated on Keeley with me"

"I didn-"

"So why would it be so weird to believe you would cheat on me?"

"Because I never cheated on them?" I tried grabbing her hand, but she took another step back. "And because I fucking like you?"

"Did you use me so I would join Mclaren?" She asked.

I laughed, because I was kinda fed up with all her questions, with her accusations without even listening to me.

"No offense Knox, but you're not that good"

"Oh fuck off Norris" she said, walking straight passed me.

Guess we were back at being Norris and Knox.

Didn't walk after her though because nothing would convince her that I didn't cheat on her, nor did I use her to convince her to come to Mclaren.

Hell, I even thought she was using me for that exact same reason.

Guess not.

Or maybe she's just a brilliant actress.

Hating each other for years definitely made us not trust the other.
We always thought the other was up to something.

Thought the other was looking for weak points to use it for their advantage later, trying to destroy the other.

I wasn't trying to do that, but was she?

The first day I saw her, she told me she came to the paddock to destroy me.

Fuck.

This was exactly her plan all along. She wanted to join Mclaren, not to win, not to get me on the podium.

But to destroy me.

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