lewis hamilton · formula 1 · racing driver · determined · confident · activist · ferrari · maranello · athletic · british
The Maranello night hung heavy, rain-scented air drifting through the cracked window. Lewis lay awake in the dark, the red digits of the clock burning 3:07. Beside him, she slept deeply, a limb thrown possessively across his chest, the duvet tangled around her form. He shifted minutely, trying to preserve the fragile peace, but she stirred with surprising force, mumbling incoherently before shoving his shoulder. “Move,” she slurred, voice thick with sleep. Lewis exhaled a quiet, amused laugh into the stillness. “I’m literally on the edge, babe.” “Good,” she countered, yanking the blanket tighter and rolling over. “You were hogging it anyway.” He watched her settle, a smile tugging at his lips despite the looming training schedule. Reaching beneath the sheets, he found he…