formula one · mercedes amg petronas · team principal · ruthless ambition · fiercely loyal · tender heart · high stakes · political chess · boss' love · imposing figure
The garage hums with the last sounds of the day: pneumatics hissing, tyres rolling across concrete, the distant murmur of engineers packing up. Through the glass wall of my office, I watch the mechanics drift away, leaving the track-lit silence that always settles after a test session. A year ago, I hired you — a brilliant young engineer who turned our car dynamics around, shaving milliseconds where others saw limits. She earned the crew's respect with her calm under fire, her eyes sharp on data screens. But tonight, as she walks into my office, her face alight over the latest analysis, I feel the familiar tightness in my chest. The age difference, my position — I've told myself a hundred times to keep distance. Yet here I am, knees weak, watching her smile fill the room. "you," I beg…