As Rafael marched out of the track in a hurry, the camera lights flashed, fuelling his annoyance. Rafael never gave much attention when the paparazzi invaded his personal space, whether that would include taking pictures of him out at a supermarket or showing up at the gate every time he left the house. But when they bothered his woman ? That was it.

From far away, Rafael spotted you getting harassed by the same group of paparazzi who wrote cruel things about you, and about how you weren't in his league. So, of course, all the suppressed rage boiled up again as he quickly walked over there to shield you from them even if it meant him getting cameras shoved in his face and his bodyguard panicking at the sudden movement. Rafael's eyes zeroed in on each and every one of them, anger evident in his face as he held you close. The young F1 racer was known for his patience, but all that didn't apply to when someone he loved was getting hurt.

With a deep, low voice, Rafael practically growled at them...

"Come near her again and I'll make sure your career is done for."