~Take it like a good girl~
RHYS POV: 2 weeks later: Past two week have been a hell for me. I thought after I will win the Grand Prix, I will get to enjoy more freedom but here things are going totally against my will. Mr. Anderson and Max are always keeping their eyes on me. So, I wouldn't become a part of some scandal again. Whew!! This is so hard. "Rhys, what are you doing tonight?" Mom asked me as she prepared the dinner. "I have plans with some friends. I am sorry, I wouldn't eat at home." I informed her. "Why are you so busy these days? I thought you are on a vacation." She pouted and it made me chuckle. I couldn't help but give her a hug. "You know I did not had time to hang out with my friends before. From next month, I am starting training again. So, I want to make a good use of this time. I promise, I will take you out for a good meal." I assured her. "It's alright. Don't worry about me. You should go and have fun." She patted my cheek with love. I have grown up in a family that is full of love. We are close witheach other than most of the other families. I do not need to pretend in front of them. They get me. They don't question my ridiculous decisions and that's more than enough for me. Meanwhile, Alex, who is my rival when we are racing but in real we are best friends and that's really weird. I drove my car to our usual bar and when I walked inside, he was already waiting for me. "Hi." I said to him and plopped on the couch next to me. Alex grinned as I sat down beside him, nudging me playfully. "So, Mr. Grand Prix Champion, why is it so hard to see you these days? I heard your company has put a ban on your..." He glanced at my crotch and pointed at my d**k. Motherf**ker. I rolled my eyes. "Words travel really fast, don't they?" Alex pretended to swoon dramatically. "What was your deal with Anna Robins? But there is no doubt.... she is hot af." "Yeah, yeah," I said, laughing. "But enough about me. How's life in the slow lane?" Alex feigned offense, clutching his chest dramatically. "Ouch, that hurts, man. But hey, I may not be as fast as you on the track, but I don't have a ban on my c**k." He said arrogantly. I snorted, unable to hold back my laughter. "You know what, you should put that on your resume. In fact, if you ever want to join my company, you should really do that. Mr. Anderson is going to love you." I signalled the waiter to get us drinks. "I am loveable." Alex said, grinning. "But seriously, though, congrats on the win." "Thanks, buddy," I said, clinking my glass against his. "And hey, if you ever need some tips on how to win races, just let me know." Alex raised an eyebrow. "Oh, is that a challenge? Because I'll have you know, I've been practicing my victory dance." I laughed, shaking my head. "You're gonna need more than a victory dance to beat me, pal." "By the way, why don't we have a little race?" He suddenly suggested and it made me put the glass of alcohol back on the table. "What are you suggesting?" I inquired. And the way he wriggled his brows, it made me curse. "No, brother. Don't even think about that. Dating sandal is far better than two professional racers at the illegal racing track." I shrugged. "You are such a pu**y." He rolled his eyes and stopped me from drinking more, "We can drive. Our alcohol level is still low." "Alex...." I sighed, "You seriously cannot live away from cars, can you? Why don't you go and get some practice instead?" "This is exactly what we are going to do." He grinned, "What are we betting?" "Whatever you want." I caved in. In fact, I was also craving to play. "Let's go. I will drive there." Alex got up and I followed him. Soon we arrived at the place where all sort of illegal races happen. Since we are professionals and most of the people are maniacs when it come to F1, they are going to recognize us. Thus, we wore caps to hide out faces and naturally blend in with the crowd. Soon, two racers were preparing for the race. I narrowed my eyes as took in their physiques. One was tall while other was kinda sort. His hair was blowing with the air before he elegantly put on his helmet and stepped in the car. The second he waved his hand, the crowd went wild. There were cheers from all sides. I couldn't help but look at that person with more intrigue. "I heard he won the oast three races consecutively." Alex shouted amidst the cheers of the crowd. "He must be real good then." I answered. This isn't our first time at such a place. The method of these people might be wrong but they are really good. As good as us. That's why most of the F1 racers have also been recruited from here. "We should watch this one first." Alex said. He was suddenly interested in the ingoing drama rather than having a race with me. I shook my head and crossed my arms while my eyes were glued onto that one particular racer. I don't know why but I was getting a feeling that some thing is weird about him and it was pulling me towards him against my will. 'I really need to pull myself together. I get that I haven't been with a girl in what it feels like eternity but I cannot get turn on by a boy... for f**k sake.' I cursed myself in my head. Soon, the race started and there was a pin drop silence. The only sound that could be heard, it was from the cars. The little racer took over with a huge margin and within the next 10 minutes, he was crossing the finish line. "The guy is freaking good." Alex shouted while my jaws had dropped on the floor. Later, he got out of the car and took off his helmet with as much as elegance with which he put it on. However, his eyes suddenly fell on someone and even from some distance, I noticed the colors from his face draining. 'Why am I getting so curious about him?" I could not help but find myself noticing every little detail about that person. He jumped out of the car, threw his helmet inside the car and rushed out of there. It was like, someone was chasing after him. And without my own knowledge, I found myself following him. "Where the hell are you going?" Alex shouted from behind. "We will have race some other time. Sorry, man." I said to him and tried to find that teeny tiny racer instead. It was like he is magnet and I am lump of iron. I was getting attracted to him to the point where it was making me extremely uncomfortable. It was hard for me to find him amidst such a huge crowd. I roamed around the people while my eyes kept on darting from one face to another. Suddenly, I found someone hiding behind the separators that separated the crowd from the road. I smirked and made my way towards him. In the next second, I found myself crouching in front of him. First, he was about to leave but when he looked at my face from such a close distance, his dark brown eyes dilated before widening to the point that it made me wonder if a person is capable of doing it. His skin was pure.... just like a porcelain. I have never seen a guy with such flawless skin. Moreover, his lips were plump and pink.... so perfect that if he were a girl, I would have kissed her, right now. I instantly shook my head to get rid of such thoughts. "I wanted to see someone so capable of winning a race so easily. What's your name?" I asked him. However, he was still looking at me like he has seen a ghost. "Yeah, yeah. I am Rhys Larsen." I introduced myself to ease off the tension. But the way he kept on looking at me, it made me feel naked. I immediately hide my body with my hands, "Let me make myself clear. I am not interested in guys. I just wanted to talk to you about the race but you are one weird mate." I scoffed and decided to leave. It was of no use to talk to this person. He was creeping the hell out of me. However, I don't know what happened.... he suddenly got up, grabbed my hand and ran. I was taken aback by this situation. "What... what are you doing? If you are trying to kidnap me, trust me, you will be punished severely. You know who I am." I tried to threaten him but he did not listen. Because the crowd was so hyped up with another race, none of them paid attention to us. But I had a feeling that someone is chasing after him. We got out of the crowd and there was a storage room in the corner. Without having a second thought, he opened the door, like he has done that plenty of time and push us in. But my attention was suddenly drifted towards the soft skin of his hand. It felt so petite that.... I gazed at him and he looked at me with the same ravishing eyes. Just when he opened his mouth to say something, I spoke first. "You are a girl, aren't you?" I announced and my question made his lips quiver. "You..." I walked towards her and it made her take a step back. Her back was suddenly plastered to the wall.~My pretty little girl~ ALORA POV:Not even in my wildest dream I thought he will find out about my identity so soon. I gulped nervously as I stared into his deep and black eyes. They were sparkling under the dim lights. "You..." He said and took a step closer to me, that made me move away instinctively and within a second, I was trapped between his arms like a prey. I had to get out of this situation. So, before he could say something, I spoke first, "What the hell are you talking about?" I narrowed my eyes and tried my best to sound little husky. After all the sneaking and cross dressing, I thought I was good at playing with others but in front of this man.... all of my composure was slipping away. His lips curled up into a devilish smirk while his eyes roamed freely on my body. I unconsciously fidgeted in my place under the scrutiny of his eyes. "Even with my eyes covered, I can tell that you are a girl. The lavender scent, your soft and fragile wrists.... they are giving it aw
~You look so beautiful.... having your shaking legs wrapped around my waist.~ ALORA POV: He kissed me. Rhys Larsen kissed me. The touch of his lips was extremely soft and feather like but it was causing my toes to curl. It was making me crave for more and leaving me with anticipation. He did nothing. He did not deepen the kiss but I could feel that kissing Rhys would be a heavenly experience. When he pulled away, which only felt like eternity, I breathed heavily like I just finished a marathon. I warily glanced at him. However, he had his eyes on someone else. I tried to get rid of the tingling sensation on my lips by diverting my attention only to find that Linda was leaving. Now I get why he did that. In order to blend well with the crowd he kissed me so we would look like a couple and my guards wouldn't bother me. I let out a sigh of relief. However, that kiss, that lingering feel, the anticipation, it was only building. "Let's go. I will take you home." He grabbed my w
~I want you wet and ready for me~RHYS POV:It's been 2 days since I last saw her and damn... that girl is stuck in my head like she belongs there. I admit that she is intriguing, beautiful and passionate about racing. She got me hooked. Although I am curious about her identity and who she is, I couldn't bring myself to ask her. It looked like she did not want me to know. I even considered searching for her online. However, I dropped the idea because I thought I would want to hear it from her. I sighed as I put on my black jacket and left my room. "Mom, I will be late tonight." I informed her. "Where are you going? Don't tell me you will be drinking again." She glared at me with a stern look on her face. I couldn't help but chuckle. My relationship with my family is great. We are not like other families who talk once or twice a year. I love spending time with them, I love having a good meal with them and of course, I love talking with them. "Maybe you should really get a girlfrien
~I want to do bad thing to you.~ALORA POV: My head was a mess. I did not expect to run into Rhys at the restaurant. However, it wasn't the fact that I saw him at the restaurant that was making me anxious but it was the look on his face when he looked at me before I left. It was more like he was challenging me. Challenging me to do something crazy. "Gosh." I kicked my legs in the air and let out a frustrated groan. I couldn't sleep a wink last night and it is all because of Rhys Larsen. "Damn him." I ran my fingers in my hair before pulling off the roots of them. I tried to push all those ridiculous thoughts aside and went to take a shower. On every sunday, I have breakfast with my Dad and that's the only time in a week when I get to talk to him comfortably. So, I took a shower, brushed my hair and went downstairs. Dad was already sitting on the head seat of the table. "Good morning, Dad". I said to him before pulling the chair on his right hand side. "Good m
~You sprawled on my bed, naked and wet for me.~ALORA POV: 3 days later: I slipped into a formal pink colour suit while Mr. Smith and Linda took me to the office of the Riders. All the way my heart was beating so fast that I could feel it in my throat and it wouldn't be a surprise if it would jump out from my chest. The deafening sound was making me nauseous. "I have met up with the guys of the team and trust me they are really great. Mr. Anderson is also going to be there for you and Linda, you have to be by her side. I do not want her to leave her with a bunch of guys alone. Stay away from all kinds of trouble, stay away from any rumours. I do not want this plan to backfire." The hint of caution and thread behind Mr. Smith's words was more than enough to deliver the hidden message behind this he does not want me to involve with those guys privately. That's the jist of his warning. "I know I am not a kid and this isn't my first rodeo." I said to him, Mr. Smith has been working
~You look divine.~RHYS POV: I was not expecting to see Alora at the company. When I saw her, for a second I thought I was dreaming because these days all I can think about is her. However, the news that she is going to be the ambassador for the Riders was like a bolt out of blue for me. It wasn't that I was mad at her for doing this job but I was mad at her acting like I do not faze her. Alora is a liar, she is one filthy liar and what proves my point is the fact that I can clearly see that she is not happy to be with her boyfriend but the act that she is putting on in front of everyone is what is making me furious. "Are you going to watch our matches?" Oliver asked her. "Yes, of course. I am going to attend your matches. I am the ambassador after all." She sweetly told him. Please tell me she doesn't talk like this with all the guys.... The ping in my heart got intense. "Let's go. I have to show you around." I couldn't help but take her away from the guys otherwise these bunch
~My body wants you badly.~ALORA POV: When I decided to work for the Riders, I did not expect to stay here as well. However, it makes sense since I will have to make myself familiar with the way things work here. I took a quick shower to freshen up and changed my clothes. The dress seemed too formal. So, I changed into a comfortable pair of pants and a shirt. I wanted to go out and have fun, but the unnecessary security that I have, made it impossible for me to enjoy my stay here. Therefore, I was even forced to have lunch in the room, alone. "Linda, you don't need to go to such lengths to protect me. It's not like there is anything life threatening here." I tried to make her understand that she can take it easy. "Protecting you doesn't mean that I need to protect you only from the life threatening danger. Anything that can cause harm to your reputation, I need to stop it as well. This is a part of my job." She told me with respect. However, I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "I ha
~Let me be the fragrant taste that you desire.~ALORA POV: "Shoot your question first. I am driving anyway." Rhys glanced at me before diverting his attention back on the road. "Let me think....." I thought hard about the first question before asking, "Okay, let's start lightly. What is the biggest lie that you have ever told?" Rhys kept a poker face but suddenly that poker face turned into something naughty and I can't really seem to wrap my fingers around it. "I lied that I lost my virginity at the age of 17 when I lost it at 14." He said flatly like it doesn't matter at all. Meanwhile, I choked on my own saliva. I am sure my face had turned red. It's just that I imagined lil Larsen doing naughty things when he was in his early teenage years. "What did you imagine for your face to turn beet red?" He stared at me intensely. Meanwhile, I fanned my face with my hands to calm myself down, "What do you mean by what I imagine? Nothing." I just did not think that he w