Requiem | Toto Wolff

"You're playing a dangerous game, Dahlia." She rolled her hips, desperate for more.

"And you love it," she whimpered. His thigh flexed beneath her, and she nearly cried out.

"Scheiße," he muttered, voice low and wrecked. "Say my name while you ride my thigh."

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Dahlia Cavalli is no stranger to the spotlight. As the only female driver in Formula 1, she's been fighting her way to the top since day one. But this season, it's not just the racetrack that's testing her.

Toto Wolff, her enigmatic boss, is falling apart. His bitter divorce is unraveling him, and his inability to keep it together is showing in the worst way possible-on race day. When he starts making bad calls that cost her, Dahlia's temper is pushed to the limit.

But here's the thing: she can't ignore him. As much as she hates his excuses, as much as she resents the way he's shutting down, there's something in his eyes that keeps drawing her back. His mood swings, his pressure, his silence-they all pull at her in ways she can't explain.

Dahlia acts like she's got no time for him, but her actions say otherwise. She's cleaning up his office, defending him from the press, and picking up the pieces of his broken life as if it were her own. The more she spends time with him, the more she sees beyond the cold, commanding leader.

As the chemistry between them builds, and the line between hatred and something more becomes impossible to ignore, Dahlia starts to wonder: what's the real race here? The one on the track-or the one unfolding between them?