Malam semakin larut, langit kian gelap kecuali bulan yang menggantung tinggi menyaksikan segalanya. Lampu-lampu sirkuit menyorot lintasan dengan dingin dan tegas. Suara mesin menjadi simfoni liar, orkestra logam dan api yang dimainkan hanya untuk mereka yang berani.

When Lando meets Oscar for the first time, he thinks he dislikes Oscar, the rookie bringing back memories from Lando's past, which he had vowed to never think about again. Being near him is hard, and he has trouble hiding his dislike. When the fans and the media notice, McLaren is quick to step in, making both driver's sign a contract to be in a fake relationship for the reminder of the season. As Lando struggles with his past, Oscar is always by his side and despite the Australian causing him to confront his past, he can't help but realize that the hate he believed to feel when he first met Oscar, wasn't hate after all. It was the complete opposite and Lando has to learn to feel again, when the last time he allowed someone into his heart, he was hurt badly. ----- TW: mentions of physical abuse, mentions of sexual assault, panic attacks, mentions of psychological abuse

"Everyone left him. Even his own sister." After a brutal betrayal from the one person he trusted-his bodyguard-Lando Norris shuts the world out. Cold, ruthless, untouchable. The mafia empire he built from the ashes of his past is his only focus now. Until Oscar Piastri steps into his life. Silent, dangerous, unreadable. Hired to protect Lando. But slowly? He starts to unravel him. And just when Lando thinks he's alone for good-his sister comes back. Successful, changed, and full of regret. "You're in love with him," she whispers, watching him watch Oscar. Lando's mask slips. He is. And it might destroy him.

Enemies. Teammates. Rivals. Lando Norris hates his rookie teammate, Oscar Piastri. Oscar secretly likes him anyway. It should end there but between late-night arguments, jealous glances, and one stolen kiss, the line between rivalry and love starts to blur. Lando Norris x Oscar Piastri

I lean in, close enough that my breath grazes the side of his neck. "Jealous?" I murmur, with a smile that's anything but sweet. He freezes for a second, then turns slowly toward me, lips curving into something sharper than amusement. "Jealous? No. Just clear-eyed. You should be too-especially knowing I'm familiar with your little habits... better than anyone." ☆ Two teammates. One team. No trust. For two years, Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri have played the perfect duo in front of the cameras. But behind the smiles is a silent war - fought in the shadows, on and off the track. Because in Formula 1, speed isn't the only way to win. And in this game... only one will survive.