⋆ PARTY GAME - MAX VERSTAPPEN (ONE SHOT) pt-eng

². english ver.

Your POV.
Lili = you.
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I looked at myself in the mirror for the third time, really deciding if it was worth partying today.

Honestly? I love parties, really, but today wasn't a day I felt tempted to go.

Anyway, I adjusted my silver dress on my body. It was tight and short, and it highlighted my curves perfectly.

"You look gorgeous, Lili, as always," Anne, my friend, complimented me. "Now let's go, we're almost late."

She pulled me to the hotel hall, taking out the car key as we walked to the garage.

Anne was good at convincing people, and I was no exception. She spent the entire ride telling me the pros of going to this party.

"Who knows, you might get yourself a driver. I've already got mine," she said, getting excited as she mentioned her fling with Lando Norris.

I knew some of the drivers because of her, but when I arrived at the party, I could get a better look at the men there. Indeed, they were all very handsome, but one, in particular, caught my attention.

He had blond hair and extremely blue eyes, was tall, and had a very nice physique. He held his drink while talking to some people, smiling from ear to ear.

I touched Anne's shoulder, who was looking for Lando in the crowd. She turned to me.

"Who is that?" I discreetly pointed to the blond guy among the people.

"What do you mean 'who is that'?" Anne asked, incredulous.

I remained silent.

"For God's sake, Lili... That's Max Verstappen, three-time world champion."

I widened my eyes.

"He just got even hotter," I said.

Anne rolled her eyes, pulling me while looking around. She paused for a few seconds and then smiled, spotting Lando Norris.

Luckily for me, he was now talking to Verstappen. They seemed to be speaking loudly to hear each other over the music when Norris pointed in our direction, and the blond's gaze followed.

He looked at us, and his blue eyes settled on me, staring intensely. He straightened up as we approached them in the middle of the dancing crowd.

"And this is Lilian," Norris introduced me after a minute of greetings between friends.

"Lili," I said.

Norris laughed.

"Yes, of course. Lili," he corrected himself, and I let out a short laugh.

"Pleasure to meet you, Lili," Max said, almost playing with my name on his tongue.

He extended his hand, caressing the back of mine with his thumb.

"Likewise," I said, flashing my best suggestive smile.

He seemed to understand, smiling back at me and offering to guide me to the bar on the opposite side of the club.

As we moved through the crowd with Max's gentle hand on my back, I recognized some faces there.

Ricciardo, Gasly, Sainz, and Leclerc. They were all in a group there.

I mentally cursed Anne for bringing me to a party with celebrities without warning me beforehand.

And now I was getting furtive glances for being accompanied by Max.

We reached the bar, and he promptly called the bartender, who was moving around preparing drinks.

"What would you like to drink?" he asked, displaying his confident demeanor.