She Ruined His Racing Dream Novels & Stories

"HEY SHUT UP!" "BITCH ?!" I bit my tongue so hard to prevent myself from looking back at them. It's up to them to fight there, In the end, Il take home the man they're fighting about. I took a deep breath and refocused my gaze on the track. The stability of Loren’s speed is amazing. He never slows down but neither exceeds his dial-in. He seems so used to racing. I wondered if he had never been beaten or had an accident here? Of course I didn’t want that to happen, but for four years I experienced being shot. It is unlikely that he was also disgraced then. I hope there aren't. And he wouldn't.

Rina, I didn't mean it like that. "You stated that I was unmotivated and that my job was unprofessional. When I think about it, the only serious career I can think of is racing. That's why I've been practicing like hell just to win a championship and prove it to you!" She was so angry she could barely speak, and tears kept falling from her eyes. "You said you've always wanted a new camera, and the first prize in this race is the camera, and I want to use my own abilities to get it."

I'm nothing but a shadow behind him. few months back to current date••••••• I thought don will never be successful, but he proved me wrong again, he became best business man in the world, he got best business man awards too, I thought to destroy his dream of getting trophy from his mom I wanted him to get sad thinking about the moment loosing in his life, I made someone to leak his company's fabric secret, I thought he'll take back step, but no he came to the contest again

I saw the anguish in his eyes, the horror of what he had almost done. And in that moment, I knew—I had lost him. Whatever remnants of a soul he had left had shattered beneath the weight of his own choices. The gun fell from his hands, clattering to the floor. His knees buckled, and he dropped with it, his whole body trembling, his breath coming in shallow, broken gasps. “I—” he choked on the word, shaking his head as if trying to rid himself of the nightmare he had just lived through. I should have felt relief.

"You don’t get it, do you? Racing isn’t just a sport. It’s my life. And I’m not going to stop because it’s dangerous." He let out a slow breath, his expression unreadable. "I get that. I really do. But what you’re doing—what you’re putting yourself through—it’s unsustainable. You’ve got talent, Sierra. You could go far, but not if you keep down this path. You’re asking for trouble, and it won’t be long before it catches up with you." I stood up, setting the trophy down carefully on the desk. I could feel the weight of his words hanging in the air, but I wasn’t about to let them sink in. He didn’t understand. No one did. I didn’t need their approval. I didn’t need their concern.

“Mom, I… I wanted to say that I’m sorry. What I did was dangerous and stupid, and it won’t happen again. I won’t race anymore.” My mother let out a breath that made a strand of her blonde hair, fanning across the pillow, flutter into the air. “You mean that?” I nodded, and my mother smiled faintly, taking my hand in hers. “Thank you.” I didn’t say anything. It still kind of hurt to have to make a promise that I would never race again. I really did love it; ever since my wolf had gone missing, I’d been deeply craving that feeling of speed and freedom, and racing honestly felt like the one thing that could replace it.

That was all in my head. We’d raced down the curve near the docks- the same track the Lords used for training. I thought I was in control, until he started to make it past me. He was so fast. Of course he learnt from the best- Jeremy. I would admit to myself, but never to anyone else. Maxton was going to win if I hadn’t sabotaged the race. I hit him hard with my bike. He totally lost balance and flew off…only for his head to hit the concrete wall. That was never the plan.

He continued Sometimes feel better than sex. He said watching for her tell tale blush. Is that so she said, why sometimes ? Chuckling lightly he responded Well all races are not the same , does not hold the same importance, as is the same with uno patners that you do the dirty ded with. Laughing at his colourfu way of saying things she said I always wanted to run in front of packed stadiums. I worked hard too , and just when I thought I was gtting to the point I needed to be I had a hip injury that never quite healed properly. Was told it would hamper any professional career I hoped to have.

The pain of betrayal mingled with the shattered fragments of her aspirations, leaving her feeling lost and betrayed. In that devastating moment, Reina couldn't help but question her place in the grand tapestry of fate. The dreams that had once burned within her, fueled by the guidance of her father, now lay shattered at her feet. The bitter taste of defeat mingled with the pangs of heartache, creating an indescribable ache within her soul.

Lambo finally spoke, and he went for the right immediately, jumping the stacks of Jerricans. He found himself in a shooting range, and he went under a net to get out. His skin got torn badly by the net, but he kept going till he got out and stood, then he continued his race. If he loses him, then Toyota will give him no room for explanation, he's dead. Even if he's not gonna die, he has no plans to lose him, so far he's one of the man who caused pains to his love. He'd enjoy watching his Tigress tear him into slices.