Evelyn Wolff is a beautiful, intelligent and talented girl. But her dad Toto Wolff has deemed her 'untouchable'. He claims that no boy is good enough for his daughter. But does Evelyn continue to listen to her father, when she suddenly meets the for...
"Come on Toto, let the girl have a bit of fun" Lewis says trying to convince my dad, to let me go out with him and the other drivers.
"Never, all those boys around her, never would I allow that" My dad replies, his arms crossed over his chest. "Dad it's one night" I try to convince him.
"I know these drivers, I know how they are when they see a beautiful girl" He answers. "Toto I'm going to be there" Lewis chimes in.
"Don't act like your any better than them" My dad says with a strict look, talking like I'm not standing right besides him. "Dad, who said I was even interested in any of the drivers" I reply, which causes Lewis to raise one of his eyebrows at me in question.
Thank you Lewis, really helping my case here
"Give it up, both of you, I'm not stupid" my dad says walking away from us. A sigh leaves my mouth, but Lewis quickly grabs my hand, putting his mouth up to my ear. "I'll figure something out" He whispers, walking away with a grin. I follow my dad to the hotel elevator, almost scared of what Lewis was going to come up with.
We arrived in Belgium a couple of hours ago, ready for Practice and Qualifying tomorrow, since it's a sprint weekend.
My phone pings, as I lay down on the bed in my hotel room. I pick it up, to see that it's a message from Lewis.
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I don't even know why I'm so scared, I've been sneaky my whole life. But this is just so different, and theres one thing can't get out of my head...
I hope Charles is there.
Ever since the dinner with Charles, my mind has constantly been thinking about him, and his stupidly gorgeous face.
I look at the time on my phone, and see that its already 7. Shit, I have some stuff to figure out before I can sneak out.
I quickly smear out my mascara under my eyes, and throw on a hoodie, before walking into my fathers room.
"I'm going to bed now dad, I don't feel so well" I say to my dad, sniffing and fake coughing a couple of times. "Oh no, let me see if you have a fever" My dad replies, standing up from the bed, but I immediately back off.
"Dad don't get close, you might catch whatever I have, you have to be ready for race weekend" I quickly answer holding him away from me. "Your right, good night sweetie, call if there's anything" He says giving me a sad smile.
"I love you" I say as I leave his room. It feels horrible lying to him like this, but the adrenaline in my body covers up my guilt.
I quickly throw on a short, red dress, reapplying a full face of makeup. I hear a bang against my window, which causes me to jump.
I open up the curtains to see a tipsy Lewis. I was on the second floor, did he just expect me to jump?! I force open the window, giving the slightly drunk Lewis, a confused look.
