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Our beginning might have been a Greek tragedy, but our ending promises to be a fairy tale one.
A couple of months later
Victory tasted sweet today in Monaco.
Ma bellehas been traveling the world with me, being there in each of my races. I wouldn’t exchange my life for anything. I love the way she kisses me after each victory as I take her into my arms—showing to the world my biggest victory. I’ve asked her if she wishes to stay in Monaco in our mansion to focus on her paintings, she told me her inspiration was linked with me—thank fuck for that, I need her with me. She didn’t have to repeat this twice, I was glad to carry her art supplies into my jet, and I’ll continue to do it for every race to come. Collectors and galleries around the world have shown interest in her. Yes, my girlfriend is talented as fuck.
We made a new agreement.
In each Grand Prix, I shall take the checkered flag and she shall create an art piece. No expiration date. No fucking rules.
“I found a name for my collection. ‘Finding the beauty in the most broken things.Significant by Elle Monteiro.’ What do you think?” Her eyes sparkle of enthusiasm.
What do I think? That she looks gorgeous wearing that black tight dress who reveals every inch of her body—she’s probably not even wearing underwear.Focus, Aaron, you’re a man on a mission tonight.Even the fact that her fingers are colored with paint turns me on. Sexy and natural. An angelic beauty and a stunning temptress. My goddess.
Today, I took the win, and tonight I’ll take the girl. My girl.And I’m not giving her back. Ever.
“I think it’s incredible.” I intertwine my fingers with hers, leading her toward the racetrack. I asked Thomas for a favor earlier. To let open the Monaco Grand Prix just for us tonight. A year ago, I was a lonely asshole who wrecked his race. Best day of my life. For one obvious reason.
“You remember that storefront by the beach?” It’s not really a question. I know she does. I recognized the way she glanced at it as I drove in front of it voluntarily a couple of times. It’s an empty storefront for sale, near the beach of Monte Carlo.
“Yes, why?”
“I bought it. That’s your future gallery.” Her eyes open wildly while I can’t help but smile, seeing her happy makes me feel like a goddamn god. I saw the plans she left regardingEverlasting—her dream art gallery. “Happy, one-year anniversary.” It’s technically the day we met. But hell, the moment I’d met her I knew she was mine and no one else, may as well call that anniversary—because she wasn’t going anywhere without me.
“You’re kidding me? I can’t believe this, it’s too much, I—”
She tries to argue, but I shut her off with a heated, possessive kiss. I love her for being so stubborn, but she knows that everything related to her happiness is not negotiable. She finally jumps into my arms, letting her joy invading her. “I can’t believe you did that. You’re wonderful to me. I love you.”
I’m not getting tired of hearing it. Not one bit.
“Can you say it again?” I swoop her into my arms, as she keeps repeating that she loves me.Definitely not tired of hearing it.Nor saying it for what matters.
We arrive in front of the two-seater Formula 1, who’s at the departure of the track. I know each track by heart, but Elle probably only sees the darkness surrounding us. Almost all the lights are switched off except from the one of our Formula 1. I’ve planned everything.
“Ready for a ride,ma belle?”
She bites her lower lip as I set her down. “You keep on surprising me tonight.”
We enter the cockpit, Elle behind me. I race as she throws her arms in the air, welcoming the speed, her laugh making me smirk. We do a couple of laps before I stop the Formula 1 at the turn in front of the yachts. I send a text to Thomas.It’s time.
“What are you doing?” she asks.
I get out of the cockpit to position myself in front of her.
In one minute, everything will be operational.
In one minute, I’ll ask her to be my wife.
In one minute, she’ll be mine forever.
“Remember when I told you, you’ll be stuck with me?”
“Aaron…” Her voice starts to quiver. I take her hand and get down on one knee in front of her.
3…2…1…
Fireworks rise up in the sky.
The lights switch on to reveal the petals of roses surrounding us.
I open the jewelry box with inside a twenty-four carat pink diamond ring, a happy fucker smile on my face.
“Spend your eternity with me? Because one life is certainly not enough.”
And she seals eternity with a kiss.
Mine.
