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        The weather had been nice from the moment they had woken up, which was better as Lando was driving her around London and showing her the beautiful city. Natalya guessed the bad weather stereotype was just as much alive as the 'cold Russia' stereotype, while many regions in both countries had amazing summers and springs. Natalya looked over at Lando, who looked rather relaxed behind the wheel. He had chosen the comfort of a Mercedes AMG today and both the driver and the car were attracting her at the moment. Lando had dressed up in dark blue slacks, a white button-up and a matching dark blue jacket. To put it shortly he was looking utterly delicious. "I'll park the car in a garage and then we cross the bridge to have some lunch at one of my favorite restaurants at the Thames. My boat lays in the river, my captain is ready to take us for a tour when we are done with the lunch". Lando informed her. "Sounds good". Natalya replied, looking out of the window again. "You're doing quite a lot of effort for a girl who simply dances at a club". She started.

Lando's eyes wandered over to her again. "Is that how you see yourself?". He asked, expected she'd more of an image of herself than that. "No". She said. "I imagine that's what others see when the look at me when they don't know me". Natalya explained. "How do you see yourself, then?". Lando asked next, causing her eyebrows to furrow together. "As an intelligent woman with her heart on her tongue and an appetite for dancing till it makes men do what she wants". Lando chuckled softly at her response. "Well, there you have you answer. That's how I see you. I see a gorgeous young woman who can do anything with her confidence and skills. You're not just showing your body every show". Lando replied. "Do I have you wrapped around my finger?". Natalya purred, the nail of her pointer finger tickling the skin of his arm that was extended towards her, his hand resting on her thigh. "I'd like you to think so". Lando said, his eyes catching hers and she pursed her lips together, a twinkle in her eyes showing she was quite amused after all.

Lando turned into an underground parking lot, some people were waiting in front of him and they all had their cards ready to pay for a ticket. He waited in front of the gate and it took a couple seconds before it opened automatically for him. "You don't have to pay?". Natalya asked, rising her eyebrows at him. "They know me, darling". Lando muttered while turning around the corner and finding a spot that was reserved for him, putting it in reverse to park it between the lines. "Like you can't afford that few pounds for parking". Natalya scoffed and it caused him to laugh. "You know what, you're right. But I'd rather spend the few pounds extra on you today". His right eye dropped in a wink and she just took her bag from the floor of the car to get out. Lando was by her side after he locked the car and they walked to the elevator that would bring them to the main floor. The exit was on the side of the street and Lando guided her out and towards the Westminster Bridge. His eyes were drawn towards her legs and how easy she walked in those heels, no trouble to keep up with his steps.

Her hair gently blew around her face with the wind that was able to breeze over the river and the bridge and the sun made her light up in a golden way. "You look stunning". Lando complimented her, causing her eyes to focus on him. "Thank you". She replied, feeling his hand sliding from her spine to her lower back to bring her a little closer to himself. They took a left after they crossed the bridge, the London Eye rising over their heads and they easily blended in with the masses who were waiting, tourists shooting their pictures and people having a walk along the path. The restaurant he took her to was situated in the Mariott Hotel, an expensive five star hotel. But let's be honest, what else could she expect. Lando took her inside and they entered the restaurant, where a waitress came up to them. His name was on the list, however Natalya was sure she didn't even check it as the waitress guided them to their table. He shoved a chair back for her and she sat down on it, moving closer to the table afterwards. The staff worked quickly to provide them with a bottle of water, bringing them the menu cards before leaving the table again.

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