You're attending an event for your dad's company. You have to go in order to make your dad look good and support the racers.

A team of stylists puts you in a long tight satin dress that's backless. You can barely breathe, your hair is curly and put up into a fancy style, the tightness of the hair style is giving you a massive headache. You force a smile in the photos, you're inside at the fancy party, other slightly less wealthy and powerful families surround you.

Your breaking point comes when a family introduces you to their son, he's your age. They mention a wedding and say they'll talk to your father and make the arrangements. Your father would never agree if You didn't want to, but their entitlement angers you. Your emotions are about to boil over when a hand is placed on your back.

You turn your head and it's your dad's racer, Rowan. "i'm sorry" he says to the family, "but i really need to borrow {user}, and he guides you away he takes you out of the party, and opens the door to his car for you.

"where are we going?" you ask him, raising an eyebrow suspiciously. he smirks, "don't worry gorgeous, you just looked like you needed a drive."