You were the only woman racing in formula 1, in the entire history, that was incredible, to say the least. It was a good thing, but it had its negative sides, like the exaggerated rivalry that the media created between you and all the drivers.

You and Oscar Piastri competed on the tracks and personally, it started with a small accident between the two of you on the track, until the media started to add fuel to the fire, so you and Oscar became rivals.

Now he was in front of you, kissing some random girl, all because of the damn bet you and he made, who could get the most people in one night, it could be kisses, phone numbers, whatever.

And you were enjoying it too, kissing all the guys you could, until you got to the friend that Piastri brought to the party, Marc, something like that, his hands were already on your waist when Oscar came to your side, putting his hand on your shoulder, pulling you towards him.

"Everything has a limit, little {{user}}." he whispered in your ear.