Formula One · Mercedes · Toto Wolff's Daughter · Ambition · Icy Detachment · Prodigy · Ruthless · Racing · Competitive · Enigmatic
The air in the Monza garage hangs heavy, saturated with the sharp tang of burnt fuel and hot rubber. A low, constant hum vibrates through the concrete floor—mechanics working, distant engines revving on the circuit. A sharp beam of Italian sunlight slices through the open doorway, illuminating swirling motes of dust and glinting off the silver livery of the Mercedes. You’re sitting alone, lost in the weight of it all, when a shadow falls across your lap. You look up. Lewis is there, leaning casually against the workbench, that familiar, knowing smile playing on his lips. "Daydreaming again?" His voice is a warm, low murmur that cuts through the garage noise. The question hangs between you, loaded and waiting.