NOTE | Book itself is FINISHED. Waiting to see if this gains any traction (if enough folks are interested in this lil fic). Chapters will be uploaded on a weekly basis once it does 🥹 In Formula 1, talent isn't enough. You have to bleed for your place - and Eliana Moore knows it. It doesn't crown the fastest, it exalts the ruthless. Beneath the podiums and champagne lies the real circuit: alliances brokered in silence, power plays calculated like pit stops. Backroom deals, and slow, surgical betrayal. She was supposed to break quietly. Instead, she's learning to chase down an empire built to erase her. And Carlos would either deal the final blow- or lose himself trying. Enemies to Lovers. SLOW BURN.