Todos los capítulos de Racing Desires: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

Kiara's POV:The night was a nightmare. Not just was I in physical pain due to this ridiculous accident, but the nightmares came creeping up on me, too. Well, to say I'm in a bad mood as my alarm sets off at 6am is an absolutely understatement. Without a shower and at least two coffees, I'd probably murder anyone who dares to speak to me or even look at me.I'm never in a good mood in the morning anyway. Ok, there might have been a short time where waking up was fun, but nope, I'm not thinking about it. And today, my mood is that bad. If I were to meet myself somewhere, I'd shit myself. Better learn how to fake a smile for that meeting. It probably will go down the drain if the people think I'm about to kill them.Then again, the Russians are well known to be hard business partners. They might be impressed by some death glares from me. Perhaps it's the way to push through this. I just don't know what they will think if I send my boss these death glares. He's more likely to get the wor

Kiara's POV:The meeting went much to our satisfaction, and to my surprise and pleasure, I wasn't the only woman. There was a woman who might have been in her mid fortys and highly attractive, I need to mention, styled to perfection. At the end of the meeting, I get to talk to her a bit, and she tells me she was very happy to meet another business woman in a world mainly ruled and dominated by men.She's definitely my kind of woman.Once the main business talk is over, Dean and I get invited to one of their restaurants. As much as I hate the thought of going out with Dean, I know it would be extremely rude to turn the offer down. There's no chance to get showered and changed beforehand, either. As it's already 9pm, we head from the meeting directly to the restaurant.As I'm not sure what to order, I ask the woman, who's named Olga, to help me choose. Honestly, I'm a sucker for trying new food, and being in a foreign country is the best place to have it. Again, everything is extremely

Kiara's POV "All I wanted was for you to feel like a Queen tonight and in place. These high-class clubs here are different from what you know at home. I didn't want you to feel out of place. And I.....I wanted to see you smile again. I mean a real smile, not one of those fake ones you try so hard to put on at the moment. I wanted to see you happy again." The last sentence leaves Dean's lips nearly inaudible."Why the fuck would you care?" I huff while poking my chips.Dean stays silent, his shoulders slack down while his eyes stay totally focused on the plate in front of him. This is how we spend the rest of the time, before parting to get ready for the night. We don't even touch the ridiculous expensive Champagne.Once I've finished getting myself ready, I'm standing in front of the mirror, my hands run down the soft fabric of the dress. It's short, like really short. A strapless, very tight fitting, silver, mini dress with a heart shaped cleavage. If it wasn't so tight fitting I'd

Kiara's POV:Needing to pee, brush my teeth, and wash myself, I move from his embrace, leaving him complaining behind. Just as I'm finished, I start puking. Great, I knew I was drunk, and I drunk hell of a lot of vodka, and the room is spinning, but I can't remember the last time I actually puked due to drinking.Dean comes rushing in. "You ok, Kar? Damn, I knew you had too many shots.""Yeah, and you just shook them decently up. I like vodka sour, but not this way." I manage to make fun of it before puking again. Dean holds my hair back, although I try to send him away a dozen times. I nearly fall asleep with my head resting next to the toilet, ewww.Once things finally seem to settle, Dean helps me up to the sink and brush my teeth once more. Dean uses the spare toothbrush himself and smiles at me. "Another thing I miss every single day," he sighs.I wish he'd just stop saying these kinds of things. In the morning this will be over, and I can't pretend it was just a fuck to me. Perh

Dean's POV:"Dean, have you seen the news?" He asks, worried."Yes, dad. Just seen it." My voice breaks again."Thank god you weren't in that car." I wish I had been to be honest. I wish I had been with her. "Do you know anything about her? How she is or where they took her?""No," is all I reply."Look, I know you're back together with Nadine. But I think you still feel for Kiara, don't you?""I love her, dad. I love her more than anything. Can you help me find out where they took her?" Now's not the time to explain the situation with Nadine."I'll give Dr Pierce a call. You know he's not really allowed to give us any information. But I think if anyone can help us, it would be him. I'll get back to you as soon as possible.""Thanks, dad."Just when we hang up, Taylor, Nick, Chris, and Sean arrive. Sean looks like a total desaster, his eyes bloodshot while Nick is holding him upright with a very concerned look on his face. Sean and Kiara are like brothers and sisters, she has told me