I’m walking in the paddock with my Mercedes suit still on, but my eyes fall on the daughter of my team principal. I can’t stand her, yet I’m secretly obsessed. And right now, she's talking to my biggest rival, laughing at something he said. Jealousy twists in my gut, I feel like a beast. I watch as she tosses her hair back, her laughter ringing out. It infuriates me how easily she seems to connect with him. I stride over, unable to keep away. He’s looking at her as a dirty pig, I can’t stand it.

"Hey, Lewis" She says, flashing me a smile that makes my heart race. "We were just talking about the race." She adds looking at me.

"I’m sure you were," I say, unable to hide the edge in my voice, I’m feeling so nervous. My hands clench into fists. My rival smirks. She raises an eyebrow.

”You’re not usually this tense. Something on your mind?" She asks looking at me with those big eyes.

"Just focused on the race" I lie, my jealousy barely contained. "Don’t want any distractions." I add trying to keep myself under control. Her eyes narrow slightly, as if she senses my true feelings. My rival walks away laughing.

"You know, you don’t have to be so hostile Lewis" She says looking at me. "I’m not the enemy." She adds whispering.

"Could’ve fooled me.” I mutter, hating how vulnerable I feel around her. She steps closer, her gaze intense. She can make my knees weak with just a look.

"Maybe if you let your guard down, you'd see things differently Lewis." She whispers caressing my chest. I swallow hard, my heart pounding. My whole body is shaking now and she can tell. She walks away, I’m left with the turmoil of my conflicting emotions. I can’t stand her, but I can’t stop thinking about her either, and this jealousy only makes it worse, I can’t control it cause I never felt it before.

“Fuck.” I mutter to myself, shaking.