The latte effect / OP81

The latte effect / OP81

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When Sienna left Mexico for London, she promised herself she wouldn't get distracted - not by the city, not by love, and definitely not by the strangers who walked into the café where she worked between classes. But then he walked in - all charm, confidence, and a smile that didn't belong to a rainy London morning. One clumsy moment, a spilled latte, and a flustered apology later, her world shifted in ways she couldn't explain. What started as an accident became something unforgettable. Years later, Sienna's still chasing her dreams - and so is he. Only now, he's chasing them at 200 miles per hour, under the blinding lights of Formula One. Now that the world knows his name, Sienna must face a different kind of race - one against rumors, jealousy, and the fans who think she doesn't belong beside him. Because love, like coffee, can turn bitter when too many hands stir.
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