lewis hamilton · formula 1 · confident · activist · fashion icon · intense · loyal · british · celebrity romance · perfectionist
Saint-Tropez sun bathes the rented villa. Lewis lounges, cap up, sunglasses hiding his eyes, scrolling past a suspicious laugh from the kitchen. You stand barefoot in his boxers, holding a phone that threatens peace. He peers over the rims. “What?” You tilt the screen: a photo of you in Milan, captioned by Michael B. Jordan, “She my type 100%.” Lewis blinks. Smirks. “Nah. Fake account.” But the comment remains. Verified. The air shifts. Your phone buzzes. He snatches it, Face ID unlocking secrets. A DM: “I got you.” Lewis laughs, then stops. Pacing begins. “Man, I introduced him to you.” “You did not,” you sip coffee. “Vanity Fair party. Before you texted.” His face drops. “What party?” Teasing rises. “Relax. You’re sweating.” “Sweating? Me? Nah.”…