Rules ⇝ Toto Wolff

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 8

♪ Slow it down if you need to
Show me how just to please you ♪ 

Grace Bauer POV

I know what I did, I know what I was doing and I wasn't even that drunk. I just wanted to see if I would get a reaction. He is very controlled but he can't expect his body to react the same way his mouth does. I was having a blast, I talked and danced with everyone on the Mercedes team. I was now pretty wasted but sober enough to know what I'm doing.

It was 3 am so I went to Toto, who was on one of the couches talking to Lewis and Valtteri. The party was dying because everyone was getting tired and wasted.

"Can we go now?" I ask sitting on his lap, the couch was full and I was tired.

"Yeah, we can. I will see you tomorrow at the airport?" He asks and they nod.

"Have a good night" Lewis says with a smirk and I laugh.

"You too, take care of Roscoe" I say while Toto helped me put my coat on, and then he put his on.

"You are something else Grace. Did you decide to take it upon yourself to make these months close to a living hell because I decided to help your father?" He asks while we were going outside and he had already requested a taxi.

"I didn't. I just need to entertain myself and you are pretty entertaining when you are mad" I say letting out a laugh.

We got in the taxi, which came really quickly, and he started going off. He was mad apparently but I blacked out. I leaned on his shoulder and I was out. I don't ever remember what happened after and how I even got to my room. But I woke up the next day, took a shower, brushed my teeth, and headed downstairs. Toto was there, still in a bad mood as he always is.

"You are 10 minutes late" He says picking up my bags and putting them in the cab.

"Sorry" I say unapologetically and enter the cab.

"Can you just tell people we are not dating?" He asks and I roll my eyes.

"Are you gay?" I ask looking at him and I saw how pissed off he was.

"No. Why would you ask that?"

"You just seem pretty uninterested in women, I get that I might not be your type or the age you find appropriate but you never talk to any woman with interest" I say shrugging and looking out of the window again.

"Maybe because I have a lot going on and a relationship is not in my plans" He says and I laugh.

"You are almost 50, you will always have a lot going on, that is a lame excuse. You are just afraid of whatever may come out of a relationship. Go ahead and die alone, you have the perfect personality for that" I say and he was getting angry.

"I am not afraid, I just won't put myself in a relationship because I won't be able to see the person for 9 months or more" He says and I nod.

"She can be a stay home wife, she can go around with you just like me. You just need to find someone open to that idea. You have enough to sustain that lifestyle" I say nonchalantly and he rolls his eyes.

"It's not that easy Grace" He says but we finally arrive at the airport so I get out.

"It's Italy now?" I ask and he nods while taking the baggage out. "I love Italy" I say happily picking up one of my suitcases and going inside the airport, he quickly took the lead and I just followed him.

We got on his jet and Lewis and Valtteri got here a bit after, the three of them were on the right and I was on the table on the left. Roscoe ran to me and I petted him for a while. Toto came to my side to warn me of the long flight time as if I didn't research it while we were passing security.

"Your wife is stunning" The pilot says when he was getting in and I laugh.

"Thank you" I say with a smile and Toto's eyes were shooting daggers at me. "Just take the compliment, you could never find a wife like me. Caveman" I mutter the last part under my breath and he just ignores me.

I put my earphones on and chill out while on TikTok and bored as hell. I was hungry because I never told Toto I hadn't eaten breakfast so I was just waiting for lunch. When lunch comes I almost thank god and eat it, it means that we only have 4 more hours of flight. Can a person die of boredom? I think that since I'm so dramatic my body will be the same.

"I can't handle this, can you just help for the rest of the flight?" Toto asks sitting by my side with his laptop.

"Of course" I say happily.

I helped with the emails he had to send and he was relaxing for a little bit, which was rare for him. The turbulence came and I was dealing fine with it, it was soft and not that scary. I think I caught a worse flight when I was younger. We went to check in at the hotel, traffic from the airport to here almost took an hour so we went to have dinner after dropping our stuff in the rooms. Lewis was the only one already there so I sat by his side.

"Thank you for helping him, he is always working, I don't think he knows what rest is" Lewis says and I try not to laugh.

"He doesn't, he is always doing something. It pisses me off because I can't procrastinate living in the same house as him" We both laugh and Toto finally arrives.

"Having fun?" He asks with a tone I didn't recognize in him. He tried to look indifferent but he sounded mad.

"Definitely, not everyone wakes up in a bad mood" I say and he nods while Valtteri also decided to show up, we order what we wanted and silence was loud at our table. It was awkward, everyone was looking at the person in front of them, in my case it was Toto. I am lucky after all.

"We ran into some members of the team. They were all asking for your number" Valtteri says a few minutes and I look between him and Toto a few times.

"Really? And did you give them my number?" I ask curiously. That's why he is in a bad mood.

"Only Toto has it and he told them to go home and left so I stayed back and told them he was joking" Valtteri says and I laugh.

"He asked me not to get involved with anyone in his work so I will stand by it. But stop being grumpy, just tell them that I'm not allowed to have something with any of them" I say and we were all looking at him while he just listened.