Fashion Designer's assistant. Truly Wilson 24, is in a relationship with Lewis Hamilton, 39 year old 7 time F1 world champion.
She is a professional photographer and assistant to Corel Du Toit. A highly desired French fashion designer. Travelling t...
Truly got into hers and Lewis's place in LA. She kicked off her shoes and the house came to life the second she was inside. Lewis had all the modern things here, the house was so bright and like a show home, completely run online, with voice activation. She poured herself a huge glass of wine and then sat to hopefully catch the race as the time difference would have meant that it was still the opening programme before the race.
She sat in the sofa with her feet curled under her. She smiled to herself as she saw Lewis on the screen in front of her, his eyes fixed to a screen full of data inside the Mercedes garage. "I miss you." She said quietly at the screen.
She picked up her phone for what had been the first time since leaving the venue, she suddenly saw tons and tons of notifications on her social media. She opened the post and as the video played she covered her mouth with her hand and gasped. She didn't want to look at the comments but she was drawn to them.
"OMG! Isn't that Lewis Hamilton's girl. Knew there was something up with her."
"Wow! She is all over him, she giving me major groupie vibes, ho like behaviour, 🤦🏽♀️ Sir Lewis leave this trick!"
"What is it with girls literally dropping their panties for rappers, the world is crazy. THESE MEN ONLY WANT YOU FOR ONE THING. The dumbness is real."
She felt sick, so much so that she ran to the bathroom and threw up. She knew she needed to try and call Lewis, especially before he went out to race. She stood up right and swilled her mouth. She took out her phone and she pressed to call his number. It rang and rang so she tried again. This time after a while the call connected. "Lewis?.... Look I...
"It's not Lewis... it's Mel, head of the Mercedes team hospitality, he asked me to look after his phone until after the race. Can I pass a message on to him?."
"Umm... look, I really need to talk to him... take the phone to him please. I know he still has time before the race begins.." she said.
"Okay I'll see if I can grab him." The women said and then there was silence for a while before a rustling sound.
"... I'm busy...
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"Lewis... Lewis, listen to me please... I know what you saw... I am so sorry... nothing happened...
Lewis sniggered "whatever...
"No, no... please listen... I kissed him, it was stupid.. I swear nothing else happened... and I have felt so bad all day.." she said as the tears welled up. "It was in the heat of the moment.. I miss you so much."
"You miss me so much, yet you kissed another man.. and not just any man but a controversial rapper... a serial womaniser... loved by groupies everywhere... is he what you want?.."
"No... he's not what I want... you're what I want... I made a mistake.. it was a kiss something that I feel terrible about.... And still do... I know it looked bad..."
