Racing Hearts : VOLUME 2

Chapter 3: The Party Scene

It was one of those nights—glittering lights, thumping music, and a crowd of the rich and famous. The club in downtown Monaco was buzzing, full of influencers, celebrities, and a few F1 drivers who had gathered to blow off some steam before the new season.

Mark had already made a name for himself in the party scene, and tonight was no different.

 Dressed in his signature laid-back yet effortlessly cool style, he drew attention the moment he walked in. His shirt was loosely unbuttoned, revealing just enough of his chest to drive the crowd wild. People gravitated toward him, admiring his casual charm, but it was the moment he grabbed the mic that really set the night ablaze.

The DJ had just switched tracks when Mark, swaying slightly from the drinks, stepped up and shouted into the microphone, "This one's for all the material girls out there!"

The opening beats of **"Material Girl"** by Madonna blared through the speakers, and Mark didn't hesitate. He belted out the lyrics, his voice slightly slurred but surprisingly melodic, making the crowd go wild.

"I'm a material girl in a material world!" Mark sang, laughing as he danced around the stage, drink in hand. His hips swayed, and people around him cheered, raising their phones to capture the scene. Mark's carefree attitude was contagious, and soon enough, the entire club was vibing to the classic tune. He wasn't just singing—he was putting on a show.

Charles, standing by the bar, watched the scene unfold with a mixture of amusement and disbelief. The guy never failed to make a scene, did he? Despite himself, Charles couldn't help but crack a smile. Mark's antics were outrageous, yes, but they were also... captivating.

The next morning, social media blew up. Clips of Mark singing Material Girl  had gone viral, filling Instagram and Twitter feeds with comments that were equal parts thirsty and hilarious.

@F1Gossip:"Mark Spencer: Singer, driver, and future heartbreaker. Is there anything he can't do? #MaterialMark"

@spoiledmark:"Oh come on baby, daddy will spoil you 🥵🔥 #MaterialGirl #SpencerHotterThanFire"

@trackaddict23:"Mark wants money? He's clearly saying he needs to be spoiled. 🤤💸 #SugarDaddyVibes"

@f1fangirl:"Mark is the hottest and realest guy on track, period. I said what I said. #StanForever"

Mark scrolled through the comments, smirking at the sheer chaos he'd stirred up overnight. It wasn't the first time he'd gone viral for something outrageous, but this—this was next-level.

"Didn't expect this kind of reaction," Mark muttered to himself, lounging in his hotel bed the next day. His phone was lighting up with notifications, new comments flooding in by the second. It was wild how fast things took off, and he was loving every second of it.

Charles, meanwhile, was catching up on the frenzy. He opened Instagram, and one of the first things he saw was a clip of Mark's performance. The comments were... something else.

@f1savage:"Mark Spencer is a walking thirst trap. No one does it like him."

@montecarloqueen:"I'd let Mark ruin my life. Just saying. #MaterialGirl #SpoilMeDaddy"

Charles shook his head, chuckling softly. Of course, the fans were eating it up. Mark had that magnetic, reckless energy that pulled people in, and it showed in moments like this. But amidst the chaos and the teasing comments, there was something about how effortlessly Mark managed to win people over. It wasn't just his looks or his rebellious streak—it was his ability to own the moment, to live it fully, without caring about how anyone else saw him.