White Ferrari Lyrics Novels & Stories

"Please, Ferrara, please, I need you." My voice was hoarse when I realised that those words were coming from my mouth, That they didn't belong to a stereo faintly playing a music somewhere. Just as I want conscious of the hot liquid streaming down my cheeks, till a wet tempting tongue trailed down my face, licking it all away, With his hand, wiping the tear on the other cheek. My eyes opened slightly, gazing into a face so perfect it burned to stare at the intensity in his pupils... Hell... This was lunacy.

Sitting down next to Monica I watch the birds fly above me and listen to the wind rustle the nettles of the tall trees. The smell of sulfur and fire fills my nose as I lay back on the towel and close my eyes. “My beloved” a masculine voice says “Soon I will have you by my side, were we will rule together in a world of chaos” “Ferrah” I whimper from the feel of heat burning my skin “Soon you will be under me crying out my name in the thrones of passion and sin” I scream, ”Ferrah” I feel it scrap along my esophagus as it bubbles up “I’m coming for you my love”

What's going to be wrong and what's wrong Que va a estar mal y que mal Bad and how bad he didn't know how to have you Mal y que mal no supo tenerte no And he won't be able to see you and that's what he's going to do Y no podra verte y eso le va hacer very bad and that bad Muy mal y que mal Look girl listen to what I say Mira niña escucha lo que digo When you see what you've lost (Cuando vea lo que ha perdido) will come back sorry (Va a volver arrepentido) And you send it flying (Y tú, lo mandas a volar) I end song with huge smile on my face, I look at Mr. Miller's face hoping for some kind of appreciation but all I got was a blank bored face.

Anywhere she is, is my home now. Tyson- You can text me anytime you want, sweetheart. On my way! (Kissy-wink-face emoji) I pull out of the underground garage in my black Ferrari. I love the feeling behind the wheel of this car. It is smooth and fast. It helps me unwind after a long and otherwise shit day. Today wasn’t too long, but it definitely was shit. After convincing my mate into a relationship, defending that relationship at breakfast, and then again with whippings at the pack, wrangling construction workers, fixing stocks, lawsuits, and scheduling take-overs… I’m wiped.

He asked immediately as he stopped the car, not hearing the name I called for him since I was talking so fast. I immediately unclipped my seatbelt and got down from the car. It was a red Ferrari. "Signore Driano. Once again, you showed me that you'd remain a dirty-minded frantic. You want me to be your woman, in your dreams. Just forget about that. And I don't want to see you ever and ever again till this world comes to an end and till Christ comes as a thief in the night."

His voice cuts through the haze. The fuck?! Blue eyes. Light and innocent, just like Mother’s. Ferrari. “Bastardo, pensavo che mi avessi lasciato.” Ferrari’s voice breaks with the fear I’ve abandoned him. I smile despite the pain in my neck. “E come potrei mai lasciarti, Pearl?” Ferrari wheels closer to hug me. Someone yanks him back. My only warning is his golden ring flashing in my periphery before his fist pummels into me.

Hey, hey, hey You think that I'm a little ba-a-by You think that I am fragile like a Fabergé You think that I am cracking --Katy Perry Hey Hey Hey Lindsey's POV On reaching the compound I could I see a blood red Ferrari parked right in the center and wondered if by some miraculous stroke of very very unfortunate luck he had managed to arrive home before me. Though I have to say I never pegged him for a vampire… It was an odd colour though and in evening sunlight it almost look like the car had been sloshed with several bags of blood…giving it a bloody his.

He just chuckled at my words. "I miss you, too, Kota!" He whispered back. He opened the door of his shiny dark blue Ferrari convertible and let me sit on the co-pilot seat before he strode to the side. As he revved the engine, I turned on the music, and we began singing in the car. From mellow to rock to RnB, we didn't care if we were creating noises in the world. At least, we had fun for about an hour. We would like to save the chats later.

"This is no time for a fight suka. Get-" loud engine noises graced the air as a bright red Ferrari made its way to us. All my men pointed their guns at it waiting for me to give a signal. One signal and they will destroy the whole car. Who is it? It comes to a stop in front of us. Her high heels come into view before she. I have no theories - either this cunt is very stupid or she is planning something very brilliant. Her brown hair swayed in the air, and her dark blue eyes glared at everyone. Her cheeks turned red from anger when she saw her friend. "Bee," Rori yells.

I asked, my voice tinged with apprehension. "A 2020 McLaren Senna GTR," Ferris replied, a proud smirk playing on his lips. "Looks like a race car. You still love buying those, don't you?" I remarked, earning a silent nod from Ferris in response. I knew all too well that even with his substantial means, Ferris had always been a shrewd and meticulous manager of his finances. As an accomplished economist and entrepreneur, he possessed a keen eye for value, always seeking out the best deals, no matter how luxurious the purchase.