Kinnporsche #vegas Novels & Stories

She liked that. “I’ll see you later, Gene.” And without another word, she walked out. ~~*~~ In front of Crest, the low, seductive roar of a powerful engine sliced through the morning air, instantly drawing the attention of everyone gathered near the entrance. Conversations halted and as expected, heads turned, watching as a Koenigsegg One:1 glided into view and came to a flawless, commanding stop at the front of the building. “Huh? Is that Mr. Crest’s new ride?” someone whispered.

He didn’t know when it happened, but his lips moved on their own, whispering the name that had formed in his mind: “Porsche…”

She reasoned out, sounding vaguely disappointed. He gave K his signature pretty boy smile. "Alright," he waned, though his tone was far from surrendering. "But, what if - there's a private, and paid 24-hour parking lot right across the other side of the road?" Jesse bit his lip and fixed his gaze at the establishment across them, it's the ICON Parking. K looked at it, too, then returned her gaze to Jesse with a sultry smile painted on her face. "Do you want me?" She whispered against his ear.

Seconds later, a sharp, metallic-grey Porsche sedan glided to a halt behind him. The door opened, and Kany stepped out, looking absolutely stunning in a tailored midnight-black jumpsuit with a dramatic gold silk cape. She posed for the flashing cameras with calm, effortless poise, holding a sleek gold clutch. Rather than rushing inside, she paused near the top of the landing, waiting to enter the venue together with her team. Finally, a custom black Maybach glided to a halt at the foot of the stairs. A hushed, electric anticipation rippled through the press line.

Gatlin remarked but till now that Porsche is the at the same level at them like the man inside slowed its speed. Porsche was just on the side of Gatlin’s Audi and Gatlin can see the model but not the person sitting inside. “This Porsche is lates with personalized modification” Gatlin said Keller had no time to look around as she looks ahead, the front was the narrow opening inside the cave and if both go at the same speed one will get in the accident. Keller gritted her teeth she never got someone so skilled this make her more eager to win, she presses the accelerator harder and approached her way to the cave and Gatlin noticed something weird.

We had our tummy full in a restaurant near our PG. "Hey wait here. I will pay the bill and come." Kavi said. I was standing outside when a Porsche car came by. Wow! Yash has a Porsche in his collection. Is this the one? I forget to even blink when that car stopped near me. But all my enthusiasm died when a lady got down. She must be of my mom's age or even bigger. But she is so beautiful.

Jasmine teased. After some time, Trav finally arrived with his mate in the passenger seat. Once we confirmed everyone had made it, Alpha Vic went to grab his car and pulled out of the garage in a bright red Porsche 911. "What the fuck?" Tyce exclaimed. "Who the fuck drives a Porsche in the middle of fucking nowhere Alaska, especially when half the roads aren't paved?" "Someone with 'fuck you' money?" Blake offered. "His pack is in shambles! And he's buying a 'fuck you' car?" Tyce scoffed. "That's definitely a 'fuck you' to his pack, that's for sure."

I didn't want to lie to Vegas, especially after opening up to me but I had to, "Let's talk about it another day, the wound is still very much alive." "Okay sure," Vegas increased the volume of his music. The car system started playing Magic Shop by BTS, and I followed and sang along out loud. "You don't look like you could love K-pop," Vegas smiled genuinely, his eyes staring at me in a way I can't explain. "I do, you don't just know me yet!" I yelled at the top of my voice because of the loud music. "Sure Angel!" Vegas yelled back before focusing on the road. We drove around in circles drinking a bottle of Spanish red wine until Vegas finally stopped at a shopping mall.

They were the first to arrive. Angel winced at the lights from the camera. Calvin shielded her from them, and she hid a smile. He watched the cars drive in. A few were familiar, and some others weren’t. He had given some invitation cards to his dad so he could share it with some of his associates. He wanted all the support he could get. The cars drove onto the canopied parking lot. A few minutes more, and the paparazzi would be let into the building. Only Gus would enter into Kenna Prime. The rest were allowed to wander around.

I was particularly happy for the winner as it was only his second race to win. Jakob and I stayed for quite a while before we made our way back to the apartment. I couldn't stop beaming at all. "I have autographs from my darlings, hehe," I crooned to myself like a little kid, which made Jake breathe a sigh of exasperation at times. But hey: Who could claim to have an autograph from Sebastian Vettel, Nico Rosberg, Nico Hülkenberg and Kimi Räikkönen and a picture together with the respective driver?