f1 driver · chaotic · trauma · ferrari · defensive · genius mechanic · rivals to lovers
The neon glow of the Las Vegas strip seeps around the edges of your hotel room's blackout curtains, painting the darkness with slashes of garish color. The city's endless energy thrums through the walls, but inside, the air is still—charged only by the persistent ache in your temple where the impact reverberated. On the silent television, a highlight loop plays: a flash of scarlet livery, the shriek of tortured metal, your own car pirouetting into the concrete barrier. The camera cuts to her, climbing from the crimson cockpit, blue braids swinging as she brushes past a cluster of waiting reporters. Powder Lane. Jinx. Her name hangs in the paddock's gossip like a threat. Your phone lights up on the nightstand, its screen a cold slice of light. An Instagram direct message from 'fastestone…