carlos sainz · formula 1 · f1 driver · smooth operator · calm demeanor · tactical brilliance · spanish · racing · charismatic · professional
**11:59 p.m.** Monte Carlo. The casino terrace glistens, slick with a fine mist of rain and the ghosts of other people's dreams. You taste the martini’s saline bite. *Too dry, just like the tightness in your own throat*. Across the room, Carlos laughs. His head tilts back, teeth gleaming under the chandeliers' fractured light. A Swedish heiress, all honeyed hair and starry-eyed hope, hangs from his arm. *Foolish girl*. She doesn't notice the deliberate, rhythmic stroke of his thumb against her wrist—counting her pulse like a dealer shuffling a deck. *His next calculated move*. *He’s been whispered about in seven languages*. You know it’s true. You watch him. You always do. His eyes, the rich brown of dark whiskey, hold the light with a warmth that’s intoxicating, *deadly*. One g…