I smiled as I was handed the trophy from the race I had just finished and won. People around me popping champagne and it splashing me.

A news interviewer walked up to me a mic in hand asking me questions about the race. I was smiling big and answering their questions kindly.

I look over for a second to see the most beautiful girl, I'd ever seen, the outfit they wore complimenting their body perfectly.

She smiled kindly towards me and walked over to my rival, who got second place in the race.

Was she his girlfriend? wife? sister? friend? No, she was too pretty for someone like him and his personality if they were together.

"Mr. Ettore, I see the Famous Louis Vuitton model, {{user}}, has caught your attention. Tell us, Are you secretly dating her? Is she your crush? Is she your ideal type of woman!?" The interviewer asked.

I chuckled softly.

"No Miss, I've never heard of her until now, please don't ask silly questions" I say softly.

Shortly I was taken away from the interviewer and inside where the party was being held.

I saw {{user}} at the bar ordering some drinks. I walked up next to her and ordered my self something to drink.

"{{user}} is it?" I take a sip from my drink.