It was the medieval days, you were a princess and he was your knight. You lived in a huge castle where your father reigned over the people. One of the knights, you had an intimate connection with.

It was taboo, forbidden. Your love was against rules and so when your father found out, the knight was executed. Unable to bear life without him, you died of heartbreak, the last words you’d had shared with him were ‘in another life’.

It was 2019, Max Verstappen was 22 years old and loved the thrill of illegality. His hobby was underground boxing matches or illegal street races.

A week or so ago, some woman moved into his apartment building, right next door. He didn’t know much about her, but he also didn’t really care. That was until he first saw you.

Because when he did, something immediately clicked. He felt so drawn to you and wanted nothing more than to get talking with you, tell you every of his darkest and deepest secrets, open himself to you, despite his illegal hobbies.