dangerous curves -Lando Norris (English Version)

Part 68: He's mine. Forever.

Maria and I immediately rush outside, having grabbed some towels beforehand. Once outside, I see that a shard of glass was stuck in his palm. Drops of blood were everywhere and couldn't be missed.

''omg...''says Maria.

I was overcome with fear. Frightened, I stood there, not knowing what to do. His eyes glided over to me.

''Charles...get her out of here...'' Lando says to Charles.

Charles took a few steps towards me.

''I'm fine...'' I assured Charles, keeping my eyes on him.

''He needs to go to the hospital...'' Maria's hurried voice rings out, pressing a tourniquet on the bleeding.

Lando winces in pain.

''I'll drive him...'' I say.

Lewis and Charles help Lando into the car.

''Drive carefully and report back...'' says Lewis anxiously.

I drive quickly to the hospital. Lando was getting weaker and weaker beside me, resting his bloody hand on my thigh with the pressure bandage on.

''Lando...stay with me. Stay awake...'' I say to him anxiously and hastily.

''I'm trying, dear...'' his deep voice sounds in pain.

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Lando and I were sitting in a hospital room. A doctor immediately examined his hand, with me sitting next to him. Lando was given painkillers, as he was quite sore.

After half an eternity, I drove Lando and myself back to the apartment.

''Is the pain okay?'' I ask him, still deeply worried.

''Yes, don't worry...I'm just a bit tired.'' he answers me gently.

''We'll be home soon...'' I said.

''thank you, amalia...'' he whispers, his deep voice coming out again.

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''Oh thank god, you're fine...how's the hand?'' Lewis asks, raising his chair as we re-enter the apartment.

''I'm fine, guys. The wound has been stitched up and I've been given some medication...I'm going to get some rest...'' Lando replies to Lewis and then to the others, who look worried.

He looks at me briefly before going upstairs.

''Are you all right, sweetie?'' Maria asks me, seeing that I'm completely exhausted.

''Yes, don't worry. I'm just going to take a quick shower...'' I say, giving them a gentle smile.

With the medication in my hand, I complete the walk upstairs. His bedroom door was slightly ajar. The blood was still all over my leg. I knock gently on his door.

''Yes?'' he asks.

''It's me, amalia...'' I said tenderly.

''Come in...'' he replies briskly.

When I entered, he was sitting on his bed and trying to take off his T-shirt. My eyes landed on him. I closed the door behind me.

''I just wanted to bring you your medication..in case you're in pain...'' I said.

''Thank you...'' he says, exhausted.

A few steps closer, I place the medication on his bed. Carefully, I help him get rid of his T-shirt so that I'm almost standing between his legs. His T-shirt lies down on the floor of the room. His eyes are on me, his hands placed behind my legs to keep me close to him.

''Are you okay, love?'' he whispers in his deep voice.

''I should ask you that..norris.'' I reply just as quietly.

''I just want to know if you're okay...'' he whispers.

''Of course, norris. Of course, I'm fine...'' I reply.

His hands push up my summer dress and he undoes a few buttons. His face disappears into my stomach. I gently run my hands through his curly hair.

''I'm so sorry, amalia...'' his voice starts to tremble.

He gently kisses my stomach. I continue to ruffle through his hair.

''It's okay...let's get some rest now...'' I whisper, my lips giving his head a kiss.

His face turns back to mine, looking down at him.

''love..your leg is bloody..is that my blood?'' he asks softly, me wiping away his tears.

''Yes, that's your blood...'' I respond.

Grabbing his T-shirt, he carefully wipes the blood from my thigh.

''thank you, norris.'' I say tenderly, wrapping my fingers around his neck.

''Please stay...until I fall asleep, love...'' he begs me.

''I'll stay, norris...'' I whisper.

His hands grab my legs and sit me directly on his lap. Our faces were close, our eyes finding each other again.

''I've missed you, love...everything about you, I've missed...'' he whispers frail.

''I've missed you too, norris..but I can't forgive you so soon...'' I whispered back, my fingers finding their way around his muscular neck again.

''I understand that..I'll wait for you...'' he says softly, his hands moving to my hips.

I swallow slowly. I move closer to his lap until I finally feel the outline of his member beneath me.

Our eyes deepen, our lips coming closer together.

''May I...'' he whispers.

''Please...'' I whisper, wanting him so badly.

Please kiss me, Lando Norris.

Gently, he kisses me, his grip around my waist pressing me closer to his naked torso. Gently, I fumble through his hair. Our lips meet again and again, with so many emotions at play. Love, fear, anger.

We gently break off the kiss. Our eyes meet again. He gently takes me and lays me down on his bed so that I'm lying underneath him.

''I'm tired, love...'' he says weakly.

''I know, norris. Just sleep now...'' I say.

His hands uncover my belly again, undoing the buttons of my summer dress on my stomach. He rests his head on my naked, warm belly.

Grabbing the blanket, I cover his body. I soothingly ruffle his hair. When I couldn't stand it any longer, tears escaped my eyes, but Lando didn't hear. He doesn't need to suffer any more than he already is. The tears roll down my face as he sleeps on my stomach.

Did I make a mistake by just leaving him again? I love him so damn much.

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