Oscar confesses he’s bad at kissing. Carlos offers to help — strictly as a friend, of course. But it turns out Oscar is very good. And Carlos is in trouble.
…….
Carlos is halfway through a protein bar when Oscar drops the bombshell.
“I think I’m bad at kissing.”
Carlos chokes. Loudly. “What?!”
Oscar shrugs, far too casual for the chaos he’s unleashed. “I’ve been thinking about it. The last few girls I kissed—none of them came back for seconds.”
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If the FIA had a regulation for “emotional disturbances caused by overdramatic colleagues”, the 2025 paddock would already have half the grid fined into bankruptcy and the other half banned for life with a politely worded press release.
All Carlos wanted, as a wedding planner, was to arrange the perfect fairytale wedding. The kind of event that makes people cry in a good way. But then his latest client, the groom Lando drops an unexpected request: “Keep the groom’s brother away from us.” The groom’s brother being Charles Leclerc. Which is a problem. Because he’s supposed to be keeping Charles distracted from the wedding — not daydreaming about dancing with him at it. Oh no.
Max Verstappen has rules.
It all started with Max.
The head of digital media at Williams was halfway through her third coffee of the morning when she noticed it.
Arthur Leclerc had been through many forms of suffering as Charles’s younger brother.
The Ferrari PR office could have easily doubled as a high-fashion editorial set.
Carlos Sainz had learned two things in the two years he’d been dating Max Verstappen.
Carlos had never been one for TikTok trends.
It wasn’t that Charles and Carlos didn’t have feelings.They did.
Incident #1: The Radio RevealIt all started with Taylor Swift.
Carlos had one rule after midnight: put the phone down.
Oscar broke his tablet. Cracked right down the middle, a casualty of his very enthusiastic goodbye fist bump.
1. Lando Norris,
Carlos Sainz is not in love.
Carlos is F1 royalty….but not an F1 driver. Son of the iconic rally driver Carlos Sainz Sr., he’s grown up in the paddock, been in the spotlight, but never felt the urge to chase podiums himself. He prefers cameras, fashion campaigns, and peace. So when his family pressures him to settle down, he proposes a brilliant plan: marry someone who understands the madness of motorsport but won’t demand emotional fireworks. Enter: Charles Leclerc. Charles, drowning in the heartbreak of a failing motorsport career, takes the offer. A perfect husband who won’t get in his way? Sure. Someone beautiful on his arm, supportive but uninvolved? Even better. But Carlos? He didn't expect to fall for the Monegasque driver with sad eyes and bleeding knuckles.
Carlos Sainz did not go through five years of medical school, three rotations in emergency trauma, and two grueling internships just to end up fake-resuscitating a Formula 1 driver with a flair for dramatics and a crush the size of Monaco.
Carlos Sainz is a hopeless romantic.The kind who believes his life is secretly a movie—preferably a Nora Ephron one.
Carlos is interested in Max, Charles, Lando and Oscar. He has made that pretty clear.
Max Verstappen isn’t afraid of crashing.Not really.
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