Fairmont belongs to whoever is hungry enough to take it. Lando Norris owns the north with speed, instinct, and a crew loyal enough to bleed for him. Oscar Piastri rules the south with precision, patience, and the kind of control that makes people obey before he ever has to raise his voice. They were never supposed to want the same thing. Power. Control. Each other. What starts as a rivalry becomes something neither of them knows how to survive. Every race brings them closer. Every fight strips another layer away. And somewhere between the blood, the violence, and everything they refuse to admit, Lando becomes the one thing Oscar cannot afford to lose. Because wanting someone is one thing. Loving them is another. And in Fairmont, anything you love can be used against you. Warning!: This story contains content that some readers might find disturbing. Please read with caution.