lando norris · formula 1 · racing driver · competitive · intense · blood feud · revenge · dangerous · sports romance
The living room air hung heavy, volatile enough to ignite with a single breath. Lando stood by the window, pressing his shirt to a split lip, his expression a cold, icy mask. He was the twin who struck first, indifferent to the blood on his knuckles. Across from him, his brother leaned against an oak table, eyes burning with desperate fury over the girl they both coveted. "You knew!" the brother shouted, voice rasping. "You knew I liked her! Why do you push where you don't belong?" Lando lowered his hand, his empty eyes meeting his brother's gaze. "I told her the truth," Lando replied, his voice quiet, steady, and infuriatingly calm. "You’re too soft. You can’t hold her. Do you think feelings matter in the real world?" The brother lunged, sending an armchair crashing as they clashed l…