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Lando and I slept next to each other. I could feel his body next to mine but he didn't touch or come even close to me.

He respected my boundaries.

He woke up in silence, got showered, got ready and walked out of the bathroom with a little smile. "How did you sleep?"

"I slept okay, you?"

"Fine, but you kept tossing and turning, you talk in your sleep, did you know that?" He smiled again.

No, I didn't know, because I never slept next to someone. He was the first one I let close to me and hopefully it wouldn't be a mistake.

"Guess I had a nightmare" I shrugged. "Guess so" he mumbled.

I got changed and showered as well, covered up my tattoos once again. I couldn't wait to go home so I didn't need to do this anymore.

But I still didn't have a plan to kill Taylor. I had to find his number, but I couldn't ask.
He would find that suspicious, I'm Lando's girlfriend after all.

He would tell people that Lando's girlfriend asked for his number.

And I couldn't ask Lando, it would raise even more suspicion in his head.

I definitely didn't need that.

An hour later we walked together through the paddock. He was holding my hand and looked down at it.

"What does your tattoo mean?" He asked, holding our hands up and looking at the butterflies, he brushed his thumb against them.

In such a sweet way that I gave me goosebumps.

"The three most important people in my life" I said. "My sister, brother and best friend"

"I didn't know you had siblings" he tilted his head. A few people were yelling his name, photographers who wanted a cute picture, but he ignored them all.

"There are many things you don't know about me" I smiled. "My sister died seven years ago"

"Fuck, I'm sorry, I didn't want you to feel ba-"

"Don't worry Lando, I am happy you asked" I interrupted him. Didn't want him to feel bad for trying to get to know me.

"She committed suicide" I explained. "Sometimes things are too hard to get over"

He nodded, squeezed my hand a little and pulled me closer. He kept holding my hand during the rest of the walk to the paddock.

He kept holding me my hand as he walked in the hospitality and was still holding my hand when we walked in his driver's room.

I didn't even know what I was doing here.

"You can watch qualifying in the hospitality or here if you want" he said, grabbing his racing suit.

"Why? People need to see me in your garage, right?"

"I thought you might want privacy since some mechanics keep looking at you" he shrugged.

He meant Taylor. He didn't like him staring at me.

Was he jealous or protective? Maybe none of that.

"I can handle that" I smiled, but I also needed an empty hospitality, an empty office of the big boss. I needed to search for Taylor's number. "I will watch the practice in here"

"Okay" he said as he stripped down and got changed into his racing suit. "Do you maybe want to grab lunch together after practice?"

He fixed his racing suit, leaving it hanging down his waist. He looked a bit nervous, never saw him like that.

"Sure, I would love that" I nodded.

"I will come get you then" he smiled, took a step closer and let his fingers brush against my arm.

He looked at me with a smile. "You've nice eyes"

"So do you" I returned the compliment.

He has nice eyes. Innocent, sweet eyes.

Eyes that thought they were looking at a sweet girl, helping him to have some good PR.

Eyes that didn't realize that he was looking at a little monster.

His left eye twitched a little before he left.

Sin

Someone ratted you out

Who?

A guy
Not sure yet who
He's coming in for questioning
On Monday
Not much I can do about it

I know
Thanks Sin
I will see you soon

Keep a low profile for now
Don't do stupid things
I will try and figure out his name

I never do 😉

I sighed before locking my phone.

Maybe he did realize who he was looking at. Maybe he knew I wasn't a innocent girl.

Maybe he knew exactly that I was the Black Widow.

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