The Bet

The Bet

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Lea couldn't even keep a job for one day," Caroline snickered. "I bet she couldn't even make one hundred dollars in one week," she taunted as a wicked grin spread across her face. "Is that a bet?" I inquired, ready to take on her challenge. "Oh, you bet it is," she sneered. "Fine, I except your challenge." I was not going to give my sister the satisfaction of winning. If anything, I was going to win and laugh at her face. I'll show her how responsible I am, I can get a job and make a hundred dollars no problem. Ok, maybe not, but I'm not giving up. COPYRIGHT- ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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Mia Ricciardo, the younger sister of f1 all-star Daniel Ricciardo, secured a surprise job managing the f1 YouTube channel, when her own videos began to get a fast following. She didn't tell her brother until last minute, and for good reason. Daniel worries for Mia's trusting heart in the hands of one of the boys, knowing that they could crush it with their bare fingers. But his warnings cannot keep her from doing her job, and ultimately learning more and more about each racer in each team. Charles Leclerc has the looks, he has the humour, he has the pick-up lines, but does he have exactly what it takes to win Mia over and keep her close for the rest of the season? Or will past relationships and old Vendettas come back to ruin his forever relationship. - 'Mia, I want you to come, of course I do, but i do not trust you around any of these boys and you're gonna be working with all of them.' Daniel sighed, pulling me into a hug and ruffling up my hair. 'Why don't we start with, oh my, I'm so proud of you!' I rolled my eyes. 'Oh come on, you know how proud I am of you, I knew you'd get it the second I heard about the opening. But now I'm worried about you.' He said, opening the passenger side door for me and walking around to his own. 'I'm 24 years old, Daniel, I'm not a child anymore.' I said, softly. 'You're still my baby sister, and f1 drivers are arseholes.' He muttered. 'I know, I'm related to one.' He nudged me, starting the engine and putting on his seatbelt, looking over at me silently, giving me the parent look he did all too often nowadays. 'You're there to do your job. Please, just do your job. I'd hate to go all mean on someone.' 'You can't be mean.' I chuckled. 'If anyone was to hurt you, you bet I would.' He responded. - I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE F1 DRIVERS OR NAMED PEOPLE IN THIS BOOK. ⚠️-may be some sexual scenes, sensitive subjects and bad language.

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