The next season blurred past—the circuits, the rivalries, the champagne showers. But my fiercest race was within—the one that measured trust, vulnerability, and commitment. Lando held my hand during interviews, his laughter drowning out the doubts. And when Charles’s gaze lingered, I met it with a smile—a silent apology.
Lando and I escaped the paddock one moonlit night. The engine hummed, the road stretched ahead—an open invitation. “Where are we going?” I asked. He grinned, his eyes reflecting the dashboard lights. “Anywhere,” he said. “As long as it’s with you.” And so, we raced toward dawn, leaving tire marks on the asphalt and love songs on the radio.
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Driven By Passion
RomanceYou are the first academy driver coming into F1, and all the driver's eyes are on you. Will you have a romantic love story or enemies to lovers story ? Read to find out! !! I don't own any of the real characters: Lando Norris/Charles Leclerc But i...
