read note below :) Team Principal Vs Team Principal Mercedes vs Ferrari Toto Wolff vs Alessandra Ferrari After Binotto left the legendary Prancing Horse, the team needed new life, work in a new direction, new ideologies. And in came Enzo Ferrari's only granddaughter, the highly intelligent, witty, leading, extremely beautiful, Alessandra Ferrari. She spent her whole life around cars, raised in the Ferrari factory, worked her ass off and got up the rankings, leading the engineering team, making her the best in the field. She was a well known face in the paddock, engineers working hard to have a fraction of her greatness. People admired her, team principals would try and get her to talk some expertise to them, but she never gave in. When it was announced that she was going to be the first Female team principal for Ferrari, her rival team principals didn't see her as a threat, thinking she had nothing on them as a leader of a whole team. But that all changed when they watched her take the Scuderia back up to glory, shocking everyone with her capabilities. Toto Wolff was intrigued with her, which wasn't anything new. They knew each other for years, becoming acquaintances in the paddock, having undeniable chemistry. But watching her be so good at leading the team, better than the others, better than him, that really intrigued him. It was the battle of the two best team principals in the sport, the battle of the gods of F1. But how long will it last, with the chemistry they share becoming more powerful than the competitiveness they had? Note: This story will include a relationship with an age-gap. Alessandra is 26 turning 27 and Toto is 51. But in the story Alessandra is very mature (which is one of her qualities to being an amazing tp) so you'll probably forget about it as tbh it's not so much an important aspect with regards to her and toto its more to have a closer age gap to the drivers :)

Spencer wraps the blanket tighter around us causing me to melt into him further. He sweeps my wet hair over my shoulder while I stare out towards the golden sunset. He plants a kiss on my temple before nuzzling his face into my neck. "Thank you," He whispers. I run my fingers through his soft curls, "For what?" "For showing me life doesn't always have to be so serious," He sighs. "I don't know what I did before you," He mutters, almost like it wasn't for me to hear.

The pad of Derek's thumb slowly slides across my kiss swollen bottom lip while his dark eyes trace the movement intently. I guess I'm going to have to be the one to say what we're both thinking. "That wasn't very just friends of us."