⋆. ̊ F1 Georgie ┊ I leave a mark so you know I'm the best

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Everyone in the paddock knew two things.

Toto Wolff's daughter had never met a room she couldn't own. She was beautiful, intimidating, and painfully aware of both. She refused to let any man tell her what to do, where to stand, or how to act. The second someone tried to put limits on her, she'd make sure they regretted it.

Then there was George Russell.

The perfect gentleman. Always polite. Always composed. And yet somehow the biggest diva Formula 1 had ever seen. He knew exactly how to deal with another diva not by trying to control her, but by refusing to be intimidated by her.

From the moment they met, they clashed.

She hated how impossible he was to unsettle.

He couldn't stand how she always expected to have the final word.

Every conversation turned into a challenge, every glance into a dare. Neither of them was willing to admit defeat, and the entire paddock quickly realized that putting them in the same room was entertainment in itself.

Soon, sarcastic comments turned into harmless sabotage. Coffee orders mysteriously changed. Driver suits disappeared before interviews. Phones were "borrowed." Press conferences became battlefields of perfectly timed remarks. Every prank was carefully planned, every victory celebrated like a championship.

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