George Russell hates Max Verstappen. Like, actively. They argue. They instigate. They fight over absolutely nothing. George considers Max his sworn enemy; Max considers George... annoying but entertaining. Then one night, George gets sent a fanfiction. A romantic one. About him and Max. Suddenly, Max's smirks linger too long. Their arguments feel charged. Eye contact becomes dangerous. And George - once so sure of who his enemy was - starts getting awkward, flustered, and far too aware of Max's presence. Because maybe the line between rivalry and something else was never as clear as George thought. Enemies. Rivals. Lovers? One fic. One shift. And a rivalry that might burn into something much more dangerous. ; ) - Book 1 - (Can be read as a standalone) Sequels: -) Bet For Feelings - Book 2 - Landoscar

Not too long ago, the complaints started rolling in. George's clients said the sessions lacked feeling - no heat, no hunger, just cold, practiced movements behind polished smiles. His workers were frustrated too; their performances had grown mechanical, the spark slowly dying night after night. Desperate to save his business, George hired Dr. Max Verstappen - a sharp, unflinching sex therapist - to work exclusively with his staff and bring the passion back. From the very first day, Max couldn't stop watching George. The pimp moved through his glittering, shadowed world with smug confidence, effortless charm, and absolute control. Every glance, every command, radiated the kind of raw dominance that came from never having to answer to anyone. And a dangerous thought began to take root in Max's mind: How delicious it would be to turn the untouchable George into his own personal sex worker - just for fun. To strip away the arrogance, lay the powerful man bare beneath him, and teach him exactly what it felt like to surrender completely. What began as professional rehabilitation quickly spiraled into something far more dangerous. Behind closed doors, boundaries blurred, and Max took control with calm, unrelenting precision - reducing the smug pimp to trembling moans and broken pleas. But everyone has secrets. And George's ran far deeper than Max could ever imagine..

This work contains Rustappen fanfiction. If this pairing is not to your preference, I kindly recommend not proceeding with the story For readers who enjoy lestappen dynamics, please feel free to explore my writing lists for lestappen ff. Top: George Bottom:max

Precision. Fury. Fire. He drove like the world would end, like he was both running and chasing all at one; winning races and putting his name in lights. The easiness in the way he talked and moved. That smug swagger that he held. The paddock tension growing imminently, some bonds and some crashes... But when two competitors too similar for their own good collide; hell breaks loose... Friendships strain, plans are formed... But what happens when they see what's beneath the fire...

They're teammates, ex-somethings, and way too good at pretending it never happened. Fast cars, hot tempers, and a whole lot of unresolved tension. This is Burnout. And they're both already running on fumes. Or short: Another landoscar story

In the high-stakes world of Formula 1, George Russell thrives on order, logic, and a perfectly arranged hospitality suite. But his carefully structured life begins to fracture when Max Verstappen starts "accidentally" invading his space-bearing caramel stroopwafels and unreadable smirks. Between the chaos of a shared affection for the young Kimi Antonelli and the observant eyes of their fellow drivers, George finds himself stuck on "page forty-one" of his life, unable to ignore the growing tension with his greatest rival. From poolside teasing to late-night revelations in the paddock, the two must decide if their connection is a temporary "system error" or the one thing in their lives that finally makes sense.

Oscar Piastri is a masterpiece of ice and silence. To the rest of Hogwarts, he is a ghost in the dungeons, a lethal Slytherin whose mere presence feels like a winter frost. He is a boy built of sharp edges and secrets, conditioned by a father who taught him that feelings are a weakness and touch is a weapon. His sister, Cara, is the only anchor keeping him from drifting into the dark. She is his mirror, his protector, the only one who can see the cracks in his marble skin. But then there is Lando. A Gryffindor made of sunlight, curls, and a terrifyingly pure heart. Lando is everything Oscar was told to despise-and the only thing that makes his heart beat with a rhythm that feels like life. It starts with tutoring sessions that bleed into obsession. It starts with Oscar's cruelty, a desperate attempt to push away the only person who looks at him without fear. But Lando doesn't run. Even when Oscar screams, even when Oscar flinches, Lando stays. One is a sun that refuses to dim. The other is a storm that's forgotten how to be calm. As a dark political war closes in and Oscar's father prepares to purge the "mistakes" from the wizarding world, Oscar is caught in a suffocating trap. He must choose between the blood that defines him and the boy who haunts his every waking thought. Oscar Piastri is untouchable. But for Lando, he's willing to shatter.

Max and George are rivals on track But in the middle of everything their destiny entwines As the universe pulls them towards each other Like two star crossed lovers entwined for eternity Parenting Kimi Antonelli

English: Max Verstappen wasn't just a name whispered in fear - he was the King of the underground. Ruthless. Untouchable. A man who built his empire on blood, silence, and shattered loyalties. George Russell never wanted to be part of that world. Raised to play the perfect heir, he learned too late that in the mafia, loyalty is a cage and love is a weapon. When fate forces their paths to collide, enemies become allies, and allies become something more dangerous - forbidden desire. But in a world where betrayal comes easier than breathing, love can't save them. It can only destroy them. Because even monsters fall in love... and the price is always blood. Indonesian: Max Verstappen bukan sekadar nama yang dibisikkan dengan rasa takut - ia adalah raja dunia bawah tanah. Kejam. Tak tersentuh. Seorang pria yang membangun kerajaannya dengan darah, diam, dan pengkhianatan. George Russell tidak pernah ingin menjadi bagian dari dunia itu. Dididik untuk menjadi pewaris sempurna, ia baru sadar terlambat bahwa di dalam mafia, kesetiaan hanyalah kurungan, dan cinta adalah senjata. Takdir mempertemukan mereka, mengubah musuh menjadi sekutu, dan sekutu menjadi sesuatu yang jauh lebih berbahaya - hasrat terlarang. Namun di dunia tempat pengkhianatan lebih mudah daripada bernapas, cinta tak bisa menyelamatkan mereka. Cinta hanya bisa menghancurkan. Karena bahkan monster pun bisa jatuh cinta... dan harganya selalu darah.

George Russell never wanted to get involved with Max Verstappen. It began with something small-a handkerchief pressed into his hand, a look that lingered too long. "Nuh-uh. I don't take back something I've already given away. So..." his gaze dropped briefly to the cloth before flicking back up to George's eyes. "You keep it." Max was relentless, always appearing where George least expected him, always asking questions George refused to answer. Every time George tried to push him away, Max only stepped closer, until George panicked and told the lie that changed everything. "I already belong to someone." Max's smile faded that day. George carried the weight of it in his chest, torn between the truth he couldn't say and the feelings he couldn't kill. Meanwhile, Carlos Sainz had his own storm brewing. His new rival, Charles Leclerc, wasn't just another name on campus-he was fire. Their first meeting ended in fists and insults, and from that moment, they were inseparable enemies. Every hallway became a battlefield, every shared space an arena for their sharp tongues and sharper glares. Yet beneath the anger was something neither wanted to admit-something that burned hotter than hate. "I hate you!" "Well. I hate you more, captain." Carlos told himself he despised Charles. Charles told himself he only wanted to win. But when their fights dragged them too close-pressed against lockers, words falling into silence-they both realized it wasn't victory they craved, but each other. Two stories unfolding in the same place. George, hiding his heart behind lies, while Max refuses to let him go. Carlos, drowning in rivalry, while Charles tears his world apart piece by piece. And somewhere between the fights, the lies, the jealousy, and the stolen moments, four boys find themselves caught in the kind of chaos that feels a lot like love. "I've tried hating you, forgetting you, replacing you-but still, I want you."