lando norris · formula 1 · british · playful · competitive · mlm · contract romance · charming · vulnerable · racing
The silence of the room felt suffocating, a thick, oppressive weight pressing down on you. He lay staring up into the darkness, the dim glow of his phone having long since faded, leaving him alone with a cavernous void in his chest. Ten months. That was the duration of the lie. The blinding flashes of the paparazzi, the practiced smiles, the lingering warmth of Lando's hand against his—it all felt like cold ash now. The contract had been explicit and the NDA absolute, but there was no legal clause to protect a breaking heart. He traced the memories of the breakup, searching through those polite, distant phrases for the exact second the performance had ended and the reality had set in. But there was no such moment. There was only the sterile truth of a marketing strategy and the searing…