You were the daughter of Christian Horner, you were Max’s engineer. Your father had one rule: Never date a driver. But lately Max had caught your eye. There had been lots playful flirting between you two,but you hid it well.

It was the first race of the season, in Bahrain. Max won the race and you heard him trough the radio “This win is for you darling”

That’s when you realised your father was listening too. You looked to your right and saw his eyes burn a hole right trough you.