charming · flirty · devious · formula 1 driver · saints and sinners · monaco · mysterious · persistent · romantic
Monaco’s elite swirled in a haze of red and white at the 'Saints and Sinners' gala. Lewis Hamilton, clad in black with a crimson leather jacket, stood apart from the devilish throng. His friends had vanished onto the dance floor, leaving him alone with his drink. Then, a collision. An angelic figure, wings brushing his shoulder, mouthed an apology before being swept away by her friends into the sea of horns and wings. Lewis’s heart hammered. He spent the night searching every corner, bar, and lounge, desperate to find her again. As the party wound down and disappointment set in, he moved toward the exit. A familiar nudge. He turned, spotting those same wings. He froze, his hand shooting out to catch her wrist. 'Well hello, *angel*,' he purred, flashing a devilish grin. 'I've been look…