She's a Redbull Racing engineer. He's a McLaren driver. Two teams, one rivalry. Two people, one crashing wave of undeniable tension.

𝗦𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗 | ❝Lost but I'm able to point you out from them.❞ - in which Oscar Piastri finds fake dating an Olympian a little too real BOOK TWO 1st in Formula One (FINISHED 7.10.2025-9.01.2026)

"I'm good," he said. "This is nice. I'm not used to it." "Used to what?" "This, people, being included in things that aren't work." Her eyes softened. "That sounds lonely." "It was." He paused. "It is. Sometimes." She didn't say anything, just held his gaze, and Oscar felt seen in a way that was terrifying and comforting all at once. "Well," she said finally, "you're included now. So get used to it." "Yeah?" "Yeah."

Two people raised by legacy and pressure, mistaking each other for the enemy, until they realize they're the only ones who truly understand it. The Ferrari name was never just a surname. It was an inheritance, a responsibility, and at times, a burden to Isabella. Max had been raised by pressure, shaped by a father who believed greatness required fear. Max Verstappen x Ferrari OC "It's not about the car. It's never about the car. It's about the man brave enough to push it beyond reason." - Piero Ferrari "Change so things can stay the same." - Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa, The Leopard

ɴᴏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ, ɴᴏ ꜱᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏʀ ꜱɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴍᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴏꜰꜰ ʏᴏᴜ~ . . . . Some people are meant to stay untouchable. For Dr Sehra Soykan, Formula 1 is strictly a profession. She measures her world in blood pressure, pulse rates, and the steady rhythm of control. For Max Verstappen, it's everything else. Chaos, noise, and the relentless need to win at any cost. He doesn't slow down, doesn't stop, and doesn't listen. Their worlds were never meant to collide, but proximity has its own gravity. Control is the only thing that either of them understands, and they find it - and lose it - in each other. What happens when the person keeping you together is the one you're coming undone for ? ❤️🩹 |co-workers to lovers|

When Lexie Brooks finally lands her dream job as a PR Manager in Formula 1, she's thrown straight into the deep end-assigned to none other than Max Verstappen, the sport's most intense and unpredictable driver. Managing his image was supposed to be a professional challenge. She didn't expect him to be funny, frustratingly attractive, and-at times-impossibly kind. This isn't the fairytale she imagined-but maybe it's something better. A slow-burn, rivals-to-something-more romance set against the high-stakes, high-speed world of Formula 1.

A Max Verstappen Fanfiction When a sudden storm strands Formula 1 world champion Max Verstappen in the Belgian countryside, he seeks shelter in a quiet bed-and-breakfast run by a single mother, Elara Delaine, and her six-year-old son, Leo. What starts as an inconvenient delay turns into something Max never expected, peace. As the rain pours for days, he finds himself fixing squeaky doors, reading bedtime stories, and slowly blending into a world far removed from podiums and pressure. But when the skies clear and the engines call him back, Max must decide whether he's ready to keep racing through life... or finally stop long enough to stay. Sometimes, it's not the storm that changes you-it's who you find in the rain.

Camille Leclerc is known as Charles Leclerc's sister-but that's never been her world. She runs an art museum in Milan. She plays the piano late into the night. And she's perfectly content staying far from the chaos of Formula 1. But during one weekend in Monaco, she meets Jannik Sinner-a quiet tennis star with more to him than headlines suggest. They don't have much in common. Except for the way they both prefer the quiet over the noise. And somehow, they keep ending up in the same quiet corners. (COMPLETED)

When tennis star Jannik Sinner visits a struggling children's home for PR, he meets Clara - fiercely grounded, unimpressed and quietly defiant. What begins as performance unravels into something real neither of them expected.

Gracie Campbell has spent her life under a microscope. Fashion's golden girl, perfectly sculpted for the cameras, adored by millions-yet utterly hollow behind the flawless smile. The press never stops whispering, inventing lovers for every photo, dissecting every glance, every breath. Jannik Sinner knows that same suffocating spotlight. Tennis's brightest star, world number one, trapped in the endless cycle of speculation and rumor. Fame offers no privacy-only pressure, only noise. When the chaos threatens to swallow them both, their managers broker a solution: pretend. A fabricated romance to quiet the storm. It's temporary. It's controlled. It's not real. At least, that's what they tell themselves. But there's nothing controlled about the fire that sparks every time their paths collide. A reluctant hand on her waist. His breath warm against her ear. Long nights in shared hotel rooms where walls-both physical and emotional-start to crack. Sharp words laced with sarcasm give way to stolen glances neither of them wants to admit mean anything at all. And then, one night, a broken elevator, a kiss that was never supposed to happen... and suddenly the lie feels far too close to the truth. Gracie swore she'd never let anyone in. Jannik promised tennis would always come first. But as they're forced deeper into a world of staged intimacy and whispered denials, they're left with one impossible question- When pretending feels this real... how do you know where the act ends?