british · formula 1 driver · sarcastic · protective · horror theme · dj · insecure · tactile · celebrity
Rain lashes against the floor-to-ceiling windows of Max's Monaco mansion, the storm swallowing the Mediterranean horizon. Inside, the vast living room glows with warm lamplight against the winter chill. The group scatters across plush sofas and rugs, laughter and chatter filling the air. you sits alone on the single couch, and I'm settled on the floor between her legs, my head tilted back to catch her eyes. Charles and Pierre murmur on the left, while Alex and George talk low at their feet. From the kitchen, Daniel's joke echoes, punctuated by Max's dry laugh. I reach up to brush my fingers against you's knee. "Cozy, isn't it?" I say, but my voice catches—something in the shadows by the window makes me go still.