You were a secret really. Max didn’t want anyone to know about you, whether it was because he didn’t want to share you or he felt ashamed; you didn’t really care.

You were basically his stress reliever. You came over before or after a race and would be with him, whether it was cuddles, cooking or something else..

You didn’t mind the arrangement. You weren’t after Max’s money, and he liked that so he left you stick around.

You were at Max’s apartment in Monaco. The Monaco Grand Prix had finished hours ago and Max had placed p1. He had already celebrated with his team, and now he wanted to celebrate with you.