CAN'T TAKE MY EYES OFF YOU✨

CH-24

MAYA-
'Aren't you going to get late for prep before qualifying?' I said, panting, as Charles kissed down my belly towards my core.
'I dont care' he replied, kissing my inner thighs teasingly.
' that's not very professional, Mr. World Champion' I said, giggling.
Before he could take my panties off, his phone started ringing. He groaned but chose to ignore the call and got back to the task of kissing and teasing me.
As he was about to reach for the waistband, his phone started ringing again.
'As much as it pains me, go ahead and take the call; work comes first' i said
He frustratedly picked up the call and listened to the person speak on the other end, occasionally looking at me from time to time.
'Yeah, I'll be there,' he said with an annoyed expression.
He removed himself from between my legs and started getting dressed.
'I am sorry, I need to go to the circuit'
'It's okay, I'll catch up on sleep, which I hardly got because of you last night's,' I reply, pulling covers over my body.
As I thought he was about to leave, he turned, lowered his head, and captured my lips in a slow kiss.
'Yeah, you should, because you won't be getting any tonight as well,' he said with a sexy, lopsided smirk. With that, he turns and leaves. While I stayed confused with a sudden butterfly attack in my stomach,.

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With a glass of Champaign, I made my way through VIP hospitality towards the balcony overlooking the circuit. Qualifying was about to begin. I was excited and nervous at the same time when a message popped up from Sareena. It seemed like a newspaper article from a gossip page.

'World champion spotted doing late-night shenanigans'
F1 drivers are no strangers to the world of glamor and messy relationships. Charles Leclerc, a Ferrari driver and world champion, was recently spotted leaving the club in Barcelona with a mystery woman. The Monaquesque driver a couple of months ago was involved in a pregnancy rumor with a Brazilian model. It seems like the world champion has been enjoying his single life after a breakup with his ex-girlfriend.......
A pit formed in my stomach, and I could bring myself to read more. I shoved the phone back into my purse and drank poison in my hand in one go.

'Damn women, slow down'
I heard a somewhat familiar male voice. I gulped down the drink, and I turned around to find Aron Knight standing in all his glory. He had the boy next door charm, which was very different from certain someone.
I need to stop comparing, for fucks sake.
'Hey, how have you been?' I went ahead and gave him a hug, pushing aside what I read a few seconds ago.
'I am great. How are you?' He said, taking away my empty glass and replacing it with a full one.
'Thanks; I hope I am not giving the impression of an alcoholic.' I said it nervously, chuckling.
'Oh, not at all. Law students tend to be borderline alcoholics'
'Ouch, business school students are no saints,' I said, rolling my eyes.
'I never said we were,' he replied with a cocky smirk.
Damn these men and their smirking game
Okay, so he may not be just a boy next door. I hope someone is good enough to take my mind off Charles.
'So who is your favorite driver?' I asked, looking at the crowded pitlane.
'Well, I am more of a football man, so this is new territory for me.' He said
'Oh, really well, don't worry; I was in your situation a couple of months ago. Now that I am a pro, I can be your F1 guru. Ask me anything you want,' I replied proudly.
'So let's start with who is your favorite?' He asked
'Well, I have been supporting Carlos throughout the season. I believe he is world-champion material.' I stated half the truth by avoiding adding Charles name.
'So you don't like the current world champion?' He asked
'Well, he is good, but Carlos is my favorite,' I replied, lying through my teeth.
I explained every possible thing I knew about the sport.
'I had a lot of fun. You are a great teacher,' he said as we made our way to the parking lot and my phone started buzzing with messages.

CHARLES-
Aren't you going to come and congratulate me?
You still at the circuit, right?
Where are you? I can't find you.
We will meet tonight, right?

After qualifying was over, I was supposed to meet Charles. But fuck it, I am in no mood; instead, I need a good distraction. Just thinking about the article makes me want to throw up, which is not a good look because

Rule number 5: —not to interfere in each other's dating lives and keep the arrangement private.
'Hey, do you want to go and grab some dinner?' Aron asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.
'yeah sure!' I replied after thinking for a second that staying alone is dangerous because I might end up asking Charles about the article and will definitely regret it the very next second.
The rest of the night was smooth as I switched off my phone, preventing me from replying to Charles. Aron is for sure a great guy, but why do I keep thinking about that annoying green-eyed monster? At every step of the dinner, I kept thinking about how Charles would reply and what arrogant remark he would have made.
I shouldn't be thinking about him so much; he is just supposed to be a fling. Am I catching feelings?
What no no no
I am just confused. These are exactly the hormones my best friends were talking about! And I reassured them that nothing was going to happen because I am not the type of person who gets emotional.
"We are here," Aron said, pulling me out of my train of destructive thoughts while parking in front of my hotel.
'I had a great time' I said I was trying to sound genuine.
'Are you sure? Because you had a lot on your mind today. Don't tell me I am boring company!' He asked jokingly.
'what! Oh, god, no. I am so sorry if you felt that way. I am just a little tired.' I said pulling out excuses out of thin air.
' hey, that's okay! I understand. You should go and rest.'
'yeah! Thanks for dinner and the ride.' I said getting out of the car
'Pleasure was all mine! I will see you tomorrow, right?' He asked hopefully
'off course!'
'Great, I will be with Ferrari, and I will save you a seat next to me'
'Sure' I replied, trying to sound excited. 'I should get going good night' I added closing the door.
'Good night' he said and drove off.
I waited till his car disappeared. I wanted to feel excited. I wanted to feel what I feel with Charles.
Why was this becoming hard? Why did that article bother me so much? For fucks sake, from the beginning, I knew Charles was a fuck boy.
Wait is a fuckboy.
I made my way towards my room in deep thought, not realizing who was standing at my door.

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Hey guys updating after so long sorry for that .
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