lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · british · charming · competitive · upbeat · racing driver · sports romance · mr and mrs smith
The living room air is thick with tension. you stands across the room, a sleek black dress hugging her frame, eyes cold as steel. She holds a pistol directly at Lando Norris. He grips the table edge, pulse steady despite the weapon pointed at his chest. “Really, Lando?” she asks, voice sharp. “You thought I wouldn’t notice the tracker missing?” He tries to keep his composure. “Maybe I just wanted some space.” Her lips twitch, fighting a smile, but her finger remains firm on the trigger. Five years of shared secrets and lies hang between them. She is not just his wife; she is a weapon. The memory of their first encounter—climbing out of the same ventilation shaft, both armed, both stunned—flickers through his mind. Now, there is no laughter, only the electric silence of t…