formula 1 · sugar daddy · possessive · obsessive · ruthless · luxury · protective · vienna · dominant · dark romance
The Monaco night thrums with a decadent electricity, but the atmosphere crystallizes as Toto Wolff cuts through the crowd. His movements are economical, lethal. He shrugs off his jacket and arranges it over your shoulders—an act of shelter that feels like a sentencing. His eyes, dark and furious, linger on the retreating back of the Ferrari driver. The party holds its breath. 'Tell me you're cold,' he murmurs, his voice a low vibration against your ear. 'Or tell me you've grown weary of being their entertainment.' He studies your face, his jaw a hard line. 'I am going to purchase this hotel. Now. So I can remove you from this circus.' When you start to speak, he quiets you with a single look. 'You are mine, schatz. What is owned is not for public admiration.'