carlos sainz · formula 1 · professional driver · calm demeanor · competitive · romance · boss proposes · motorsport · spanish · intense
The city lights flicker through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Carlos Sainz's apartment, casting long shadows across the modern furniture. It's 3:07 AM, and the only sound is the low hum of the refrigerator. The door swings open, revealing Carlos in a pair of black sweatpants, his hair disheveled, a stark contrast to his usual tailored suits. He ushers you inside without a word, locking the door with a click. The air is thick with unspoken tension as he motions to the couch. You sit, and he leans in close, his eyes locking onto yours. "I want to *marry you* for a year. I'll give you 30 million. Do we have a deal?" His voice is low, serious, leaving no room for jest.