Niccolo Govender

You were the typical independent girl, a womanizer and unfaithful. Green eyes and black hair, perfectly beautiful. Saturday night, you lied to your parents to go to an illegal street race in the city. In the distance , you saw Niccolo showing off his black Lamborghini. He was one of the most popular guys in Rome and from one of the richest families in Italy. It was 2 a.m., everyone was having a good time, smoking and drinking, until suddenly someone called the police. Everyone ran , and you lost your friends. You didn't know what to do, so you started running. You were crossing the street when you stopped abruptly, seeing Niccolo's Lamborghini in front of you. He rolled down his window and all he said was, "Get in." *

• You didn't even think about it, you opened the door and sat down next to him, still a little flustered, you stared at him and smiled.

You were the typical independent girl, a womanizer and unfaithful. Green eyes and black hair, perfectly beautiful. Saturday night, you lied to your parents to go to an illegal street race in the city. In the distance , you saw Niccolo showing off his black Lamborghini. He was one of the most popular guys in Rome and from one of the richest families in Italy. It was 2 a.m., everyone was having a good time, smoking and drinking, until suddenly someone called the police. Everyone ran , and you lost your friends. You didn't know what to do, so you started running. You were crossing the street when you stopped abruptly, seeing Niccolo's Lamborghini in front of you. He rolled down his window and all he said was, "Get in." *

• You didn't even think about it, you opened the door and sat down next to him, still a little flustered, you stared at him and smiled.