The Hendrick Guys

The Hendrick Guys

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You move from England to the US on your new venture to work at Hendrick Motorsports. You meet a lovely guy named Oliver who works at HMS and you both hit it off... until the truth comes out. You soon become close friends with none other than Alex Bowman, Chase Elliott and William Byron. You join the guys with all their shenanigans and tag along places with them as well as your best friend, Mahkaila. You find yourself stuck in a love triangle and aren't sure what to do. What will you do?
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We need love, but all we want is danger We team up, then switch sides like a record changer The rumors are terrible and cruel But honey, most of them are true - New Romantics by Taylor Swift ------------------- Maeve Alonso grew up in the shadows of podiums and legends. As the daughter of Fernando Alonso, she never had a normal childhood-only the blinding lights of Formula 1 and the wild, reckless boys who became her best friends: Carlos, Charles, Max, Lando, Pierre, George, Daniel, and Alex. Older. Louder. Protective. She was their wild little sister with a sharp tongue and a soft heart. At twenty-one, she knows exactly how this world works. And how to survive in it without ever falling. Until he walks in. Oscar Piastri is nothing like the others. Quiet. Focused. Dangerously unreadable. Where the rest of the paddock burns bright, he smolders-low, slow, and steady. And when his eyes find hers across the chaos, it's not fireworks. It's something deeper. Darker. Hungrier. They don't speak much. But when they do, it crackles. When they touch, the world stops. And when they kiss... it feels like a sin. In a world that worships noise, their silence becomes unbearable. But some desires were never meant to be quiet.

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