"𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫." 2 young men. 2 teams, 2 cars, 2 colors. 1 goal. what is their destiny? it all started in karting. Max Verstappen had grown up hating Charles Leclerc. mostly, had learned too. yet Charles had always felt a pull towards Max, unable to stay away. but how will it work between them if one of them is in it with their whole heart while the other is selfish? Lestappen fanfic. 𝐓𝐖: 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘. 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐊. #2 on hatred 8/7/25 #1 on redbull 28/7/25 #1 on karting 31/7/25 #1 on rivals 4/1/26

the biggest man in the paddock x the young director "I wasn't expecting to find you, yet here you are." This is a Toto Wolff + age gap fan fiction. Slow burn with a happily ever after. Will be loosely based on the 2022 season grid 🏎️

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 :)

It started with an office hookup. Something discreet; an affair between two adults, but the longer it went on, the longer your feelings grew for the infamous Mercedes-AMG F1 Team Principal. [Editing] [Re-Writing]

Torger Christian Wolff, also famously known as Toto Wolff, is a billionaire who got well known for being an F1 team principal for Mercedes. On the other side, we have Grace Bauer. She is not known in any type of circle. But she is the new face in his life. Her dad is an old friend of his and when he asks for help Toto reluctantly agrees. That's when she comes and basically turns his life upside down. He made some rules and she made sure to never break them, she just found loopholes in everything he said and asked. So how do you think they will deal with their collision? Triggers: There are mentions and descriptions of abuse, violence, suicide, and death. Please be careful proceeding.

Toto Wolff x Rosaline (christians Horner's daughter) ________________________ He looks at her, eyes entirely on her. "That was a reckless move. A bad one." He whispers close to the side of her face. His throat bobs somewhere near, and it sends a jitter through her. "But you seemed to like it." She answered cleverly through her breath. He was too close, it clouded her oxygen, making her breathless. She tried to focus her eyes elsewhere, maybe somewhere over his shoulder. Something light touches her lips, his thumb, and it lightly brushes over. "You have no idea what you're talking about." Her pulse skyrockets. "Toto- " She tries to speak but he covers her mouth with his hand lightly, forbidding her from speaking. "Do not test me." He whispers over his hand that was covering her mouth. If there were no hand, he would certainly have kissed her. Something was pushing her to grab his hand and remove it from her over her mouth. She was being daring, staring right into his eyes. He takes one small step forward, closing all space between them. Her heart lurches. He kisses her. ________________________________ Tropes: Older man x younger girl Team principal x engineer First kiss HEA

How it started? I don't remember to be honest. I met him at the airport, sounds like a bad hallmark or lifetime movie. But here we are, with a new job, a new car and a new....

⚠️ Mature Completed Story 18+ ✓ | This fic is set in 2030 Max Verstappen never expected to spend retirement surrounded by glitter glue, pancake disasters, and a five-year-old who thinks "overtaking" applies to bedtime. But here he is, an eight-time world champion turned grumpy dad haunting the karting tracks of his youth, wearing a hoodie of nostalgia and a frown that says please don't ask for an autograph. He's not here for closure. He's here because his daughter likes speed and because standing on the trackside hurts a little less than staying home alone with his regrets. Charles Leclerc didn't dream of coaching kindergarteners with oversized helmets and sugar highs. But a crash stole his career, and this karting track the fumes, the flags, the occasional crying parent is all he's got left. He smiles like it doesn't ache and teaches like he doesn't miss the rush. It's not the future he imagined, but it's something. They weren't best friends. Rivals? Sure. Occasional podium eye contact? Absolutely. But nothing ever happened, at least, not when it mattered. Now they're thirty-three, washed in nostalgia and worn down by everything unsaid. But when Max's hoodie ends up on Charles, when Lilly calls him her "other dad," when burnt toast becomes breakfast and stolen glances linger too long, maybe it's not about racing anymore. Maybe it's about healing. About family. About bad coffee and slow mornings and one last shot at something they never let themselves want. Maybe love doesn't roar at 200mph. Maybe, this time, it tiptoes in through the kitchen door. ~~~ I grew up on F1 but don't expect realism. Expect mess. Bad decisions. Vibes over plot. I have no idea how this happened. One second, I'm vibing. Next, I'm writing a Max/Charles fic with sad dad energy, karting trauma, and chaotic Carlando lurking in the background like gremlins.

Dad always warned me not to fall for any of the driver on the grid. I was never worried about any of them, when you work behind the scene you see a different side of them. What dad didn't warn me about was a certain team principle. One who has had my eye for years, I thought he was too old not to mention the fact that he was my dads rival team. But sometimes when you get along with someone so well things can't be helped. • This is a Toto wolf fanfiction. • it is going to contain smut. • He is not with his wife, or have any kids. • He is around 49 years old • this is completely fictional.

"Behind Closed Doors" follows the unexpected journey of Sophia Blake, a woman who once lived a glamorous life as the mistress of a prominent Formula 1 figure, Toto Wolff. When their secret relationship evolves into something deeper, Sophia finds herself navigating the complexities of a blended family, the media's scrutiny, and the emotional weight of impending motherhood. After learning she's pregnant, Sophia grapples with her fears and the impact on her relationship with Toto, especially as their lives become intertwined with his son, Jack. As they face the challenges of building a life together amidst public pressure and personal doubts, Sophia must decide what it truly means to be a family.