He's chasing victory. She's chasing her own spotlight. The only thing they share is pure hatred.
At just twenty-four, Lando Norris is living his dream-racing for McLaren, surrounded by friends, golf clubs, and video games. But no matter how good the seasons get, there's one thing missing: his first Formula One win. He's desperate for the taste of glory at the very top.
Olivia Brown, twenty-two, daughter of racing powerhouse Zak Brown, has grown up in the shadow of the sport. She's carved her own path-university graduate, rising model, and the sharp new voice of motorsport media with her chaotic, hilarious interview series. Determined to make a name for herself, she refuses to let anything-or anyone-stand in her way.
Especially not Lando Norris.
Her father's favorite.
Her personal nemesis.
The boy she's hated for as long as she can remember.
Every encounter between them sparks with barbed words and icy stares, their rivalry as relentless as the sport itself. But when two people collide this often, the line between love and hate starts to blur...
A story of ambition, rivalry, and the dangerous thrill of enemies who can't stay away.
"i'm not asking you to forgive me; i'm asking you to believe that i'm trying to be better."
millie thought she had moved on. stable boyfriend, predictable life, everything she thought she wanted after lando norris broke her heart and left her picking up the pieces. but nothing about moving on prepared her for the moment he called, his voice cracking over the line, asking her to come see him.
what was supposed to be closure turns into something messier-a road trip down memory lane filled
passive-aggressive playlists, broken-down cars, and the kind of confessions that leave scars.
lando is trying to prove he's changed, but millie knows better than to trust the boy who made her feel like second place. yet, as "21" plays on repeat and old wounds reopen, she starts to wonder if maybe, just maybe, some love stories are worth rewriting.
"you treat me like i'm some broken car you need to fix," lando said, his voice raw.
"maybe because you never let me be anything else," i whispered back.