“So was the Roman Empire, but instead of one group of people they enslaved people from the places they conquered.” Like children, we keep going.
“Our food is better.”
“I concur. Have you ever had mole poblano?”
“Our language is prettier.” He sounds like a little girl; I’m thoroughly enjoying this.
“Spanish spreads over a whole continent and has people who speak it in Europe and North America. It’s been used as an advantage towards old horny white women for generations.”
“Italians are better looking.” I’m not blind. I’ve seen Damiano David from Manéskin. So, he’s not completely wrong.
“You really don’t like to lose, do you? I think that’s going to be a quality I hate and like about you for the future of this arrangement. But to respond to your previous statement.” I pause. “Salma Hayek, Selena Gomez, Eiza González, Belinda, Luis Miguel, Alejandro Fernandez, Danna Paola, and I could go on. Would you like my name on the list to?” I smirk, suddenly hearing my phone ring in the distance.
Alejandra: 1 Mr. Donatello: 0
Picking it up without even looking at the caller ID, I answer.
“Hello?”
“Ale, we’re downstairs.” Knowing it’s Lauren from the sound of her voice my whole body begins to relax. “Okay, perfect. I’ll tell Nieves to let you up,” I reply, ending the call.
“Nieves,” I call out. A few seconds later I hear her faint voice call out“Si, señorita?”Her head pops out of the kitchen doorway.
“Porfa deje a Lauren y las personas con ella subir.”She nods and presses the button, a long buzz sounds.
A weird feeling runs through me, the buzz stirring my brain for a second.
Looking up, my gaze meets Mr. Donatello’s eerie smirk. I have a feeling this man is going to make my life a living hell. “Now let’s see who wins this.” He just sits there looking at me.
That’s when I know the saying“hell on earth”is my reality.
ChapterFive
Luca Donatello
She’s a spitfire. I don’t necessarily like it, nor do I hate it. But the way she snaps back at me is annoying. She reminds me of a spoiled brat fighting with her parents to get everything she desires.
But at the same time that’s what I’m doing... fighting with a child.
I’m thirty-eight for Christ’s sake and she’s freshly twenty. Why am I trying to argue with her about something that she isn’t informed on?
I don’t like to be challenged, and that’s exactly what she’s doing. Sooner or later, she will realize this isn’t a fair fight and I will win.
Miss Castillo and I both know that I’m the sole person who could determine her dream, her future, and her place for the next Formula One calendar. Whether that is going to be on the F1 grid or back where she was in F2, is her choice. Looking at her renewal contract on my phone ready to be printed off, I smirk at the thought.
Don’t get me wrong, the girl has talent. That’s why I picked her as my first choice for second driver. After watching her press conference, I liked the way she carried herself. The way she delivered her words clearly and confidently. Then I looked up her discography. She has a solid consistent record of wins and overtakes.
She possesses an impressive quality when it comes to her technicality. All her drives are clean. Meaning her overtakes are swift, she doesn’t have any collisions on her record, and she drives really fucking fast.
Miss Castillo holds the passion that we need, and if she needs to piss some people off along the way, she does it without thinking about the repercussions. In the long run that’s something that I can only see as a benefit because I was the same way.
But every athlete has a downfall and hers is the mere fact that she’s a woman. I don’t mean that in the way most would assume, I could care less that she has two X chromosomes and something different between her legs.
The main problem here is the fact that she still sees it as a disadvantage. Even though there are people around her who see it that way and make their opinion very clear, her talent speaks for itself. Meaning she can beat almost any driver at their own game.
Male or female it doesn’t matter because she is a driver and that’s all it should be to her. Regardless of gender, they should just be people to beat. It’s true whether she wants to admit it or not.
But I won’t tell her that right now. Once I have her contract in hand that’s when all hell will break loose.