Dominiqúe POV:
3 weeks later:
This guy will be thee death of me. And I mean it when I say death, who randomly thinks of someone during a fight and gets so distracted they can't focus on an easy 'threat'. I call up Vince.
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#1 Dumbass😌
sPookie🍏🍉🍓👻
Hey, Vince get ur ass over here rn.
#1 Dumbass😌
Not now Dom daddy, I'm busy rq😩🥺
sPookie🍏🍉🍓👻
😦u kinky hoe
sPookie🍏🍉🍓👻
Drop what ur doin, I need u to take me smw
#1 Dumbass😌
Désolé personne ne peut répondre au téléphone pour le moment, réessayez plus tar.(French)
(Translation: Sorry, no one can come to the phone right now try again later)
sPookie🍏🍉🍓👻- changed #1 Dumbass😌 to Duolingo🤓☝🏻
sPookie🍏🍉🍓👻
U have 5m.
Duolingo🤓☝🏻
😐😑😐😑😐🖕🏽fine.see u in 5
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Adonis POV:
Deep breaths, deep breaths, deep breaths....EYES. DAMMIT, I can't stop thinking about that guy. Mr Sinclair, I don't even remember the rest of him, but his eyes and his height, damn that man was tall. And his eyes were gorgeous.
"And our record holding champion, 'Venom Thorn'!!!!!!
1mil is on the line. Can he snag it? What ya think Tyron?", reporter 1 states and questions.
"I don't know GK, It all depends on his focus this round, if I may, imma rehash to the last race 3weeks ago. He crashed!! He's been off his rocker", Tyron (reporter 2) spouts.
Harsh, but its true. I put on more shifts at the restaurant and picked up more tutoring gigs for extra money. I need to win tonight, it might get Chris off my back..he's been more violent ever since I got home that day 3weeks ago saying I made a fool of him infront of Mr Sinclair. I'm surprised he stood up for me...normally people just look away and turn a blind eye, especially the ones who work with Chris. Anyway I really need to win today, even though I have no energy. Chris threw a fit when I said I'm going out and broke my nose.
I get into my car that's situated at the starting line.
"Ready," *car revs*"3" *Rev* "2" *Rev* "1!!!!!GO GO GO ",GK counts down.
The adrenaline sets in and the cars speed off. I press my foot to the pedal of my Nissan Gtr 35 with 3,500 hp flying through the tack and drifting the sharpest turn leaving the other 30 racers behind me, leading the race and Steering it by the horns.
"There he goes, I underestimated him and I don't deserve to be here because of that!! Do you see this GK?", Tyron cries out.
"He's absolutely shredding this race, redemption is in motion!! He is not playing around especially with that new paint job!",GK shouts
"He looks like purple lighting after repairing and tuning his sweet ride!", Tyrone agrees.
Before any of you say I'm obsessed with his eyes,I'm going to stop you right there, OK. It was a accident I wasn't thinking about his eyes when I was looking though paint samples, I just happened to stumble across it and couldn't say no, cus it reminded me of my new found favorite color. He he ....anyyyyway.
"He's over the line !!!!!🏁🏁🏁 ",GK cheers.
"He did it, redemption is a success!!!",Tyron hollered
Contrary to popular belief racing is actually quite peaceful, atleast in my opinion it is. It's exhilarating and gets my mind off things...except his damn eyes. ANYWAYYY... it makes me so happy and reminds me of the times me and mom came to the track when things were more bearable with her by my side.
I step up to the podium, to retrieve my prize money when the check is handed over to me everyone cheers as I hold it up. I scan over the crowd and- his eyes, damnit now I'm hallucinating...until they blink...WhAT!!! I close my eyes and shake my head when I open my eyes again the violet hyacinths are gone.(Hyacinths- plant) Great I'm going full on crazy. Ughh
I walk of the podium waving and smiling before going back to my assigned locker room. I go to unlock the door but it's already unlocked, I guard myself and pull out my pocket knife, I push the door open slightly and step inside slowly, something's...off and I follow my first instinct. I duck and sweep the anonymous person off their feet with my leg, once they're on the floor I get up and straddle their torso pushing my blade to their neck. His eyes. I'm met with the the exact same eyes that have been haunting me for the past 3 weeks. Atleast I wasn't Hallucinating.
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Never underestimate what you don't KNOW (M×M)
RomanceAdonis Nikolai Thorn was always shoved around for his petite figure and everything he says is shot down making him frustrated a mine that explodes when someone steps on him the wrong way. Not even his 'parents' step up for him just throw him around...
