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It was race day.

Anahita's fashion game went strong as she entered the paddock in style, in  Levi's paired with Burberry White crewneck T-Shirt, a simple pair of black boots with a Hermes Kelly Bag. Accompanied by Max for a chat, she was in a contrast due to his outfit being the usual Red Bull merch.

"So, ready to beats asses, Ana?"

"Careful, Maxie. I might aim for you!" she smirked, earning a bubble of laughter.

She has a bond with almost everyone in the paddock.

She never had friendship with anyone else in her field other than Mick and Oscar, until she entered F1. 

She was so adored than even though she entered the grid after Vettel's retirement, he had literally adopted her.

Meanwhile :

"Arrey hatt, it's time for the race!" Ishan shove Shub away, much to his annoyance and tuned into F1 TV, citing he needs to support his sis -in-law.

They were just few minutes into the race when few of the others in ICT dropped in the room.

"Since when do you both watch F1?" KL raised a brow.

"What? I love cars since childhood? Lightning McQueen stan for life!" Ishan grinned.

Virat and Rohit exchanged tired looks before the later spoke up, Hey look, Anahita's looking good today for the win!"

Dev chimed in, "She's desperate for her first podium this season. She needs it so bad."

"By the looks of it, it's going to be tough. Hamilton, Piastri, Leclerc, Verstappen-"

"Doesn't seem Verstappen will get a chance."

"Dev?" Rohit turned to him, "Who are Ana's favorites in the sport?"

" Ayrton Senna, Michael Schumacher, Sebastian Vettel and Lewis Hamilton." Dev smiled with the response.

"Why are you asking him?" Dhruv wondered.

"Maybe because he is Ana's close person?" Rohit rolled his eyes.

Shubman unintentionally gave the LSG batter in question a side eye.

They all sat down to watch.

There was a break between the conclusion of Test series and start of t20 series with the Australians, giving ample time to the team to indulge in leisure.

From the moment the lights went out, the race was on. Anahita, starting from the second row, had a strong start, quickly moving up to challenge the leaders. Oscar, starting from pole position, managed to hold onto his lead, while Lewis, starting just ahead of Anahita, was determined to keep his.

The first few laps were intense, with drivers jostling for position. Anahita's cool mind and composure were evident as she navigated through the chaos, avoiding any incidents and maintaining a steady pace.

As the race progressed, the intensity only increased. Oscar and Lewis were locked in a fierce battle for the lead. Anahita's team executed a flawless pit stop, allowing her to gain valuable time and close the gap to Hamilton.

"You're here not just for yourself, Roy. You're here to represent millions of women who are forced to cut their wings. Fly high. Win it. I believe you'll be the world champion one day. Even if takes a years."

The words rang in her ears.

As the race entered its final stages, she was in a strong position. She was running in third place, with the leaders within striking distance. Her determination and competitive spirit were on full display as she pushed her car to the limit.

"Let's fly high, baby!"

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The podium celebrations were a sight to behold. Oscar was ecstatic, celebrating his victory with the Australian fans. He and Ana hared a long hug.

"Congratulation, Osco!"

"Same to you, Ana. Let's pull up a better fight next race, hun?"

Then they did their ritual. Entwining their pinky fingers.

Their PROMISE.

Shubman, who was  still watching it on tv, intensely gazed at the two sharing a hug.

"Stare at them a bit longer and poor screen will melt." Ishan whispered in his ear.

Anahita, with a beaming smile, celebrated her podium finish, acknowledging the support of her team and fans. 3rd. Her first podium in the season, that too in front of her second home crowd.

"Good one, Ana. That overtake was impressive."

"Thanks, Lewis. Congrats. Let's bet on the next one yeah?" She winked.

As she waved at the crowd, she could see Danny mouthing "proud of you" from his spot.

One step at a time.

As she drowned in champagne, her eyes glistened with tears at the cheers and emotions in her.

"She is phenomenal." Kuldeep mumbled, "Damn I need to watch that live!"

"Can arrange for tickets if you want." Rishabh offered.

Shubman looked at him as if he grew horns.

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am not going anywhere, hoes! 🤪

congratulations , lewishamilton and oscarpiastri 🔥🎇

ps and it's all too much for little lando norris 😔

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-anahitaspeaks because I love to?

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f1fanatic look at oscar and her sleeping- so cuteee oml 🥺🥺

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"He's dressed more like a dacoit or pickpocket. So suspicious." Ana chuckled as she ran her fingers through her straightened hair while walking outside of the hotel.

"Just try not to k word him, please? And remember, hand holds in public, especially near cameras, if any!" Jane requested her.

"Good thing I've got hand sanitizer in my purse!"

"ANA!" Jane snorted.

They both were in casual fit, not a bit interested in the "date."

"Took you long enough." He sighed, exasperated.

She gave him an indifferent stare and walked towards her parked Porsche.

The Black 2023 Porsche 911 GT3 RS stood in all glory.

WHAT THE FU*K-

Shubman gasped, his eyes round as saucers.

Filthy rich and perks of being working for Porsche?

"This is yours?" He breathed out, in daze.

"Yes, Captain obvious. now get in. You're passenger princess today."

"Aren't boyfriends supposed to drive?" He asked, eager to set his hands on the fine ride.

"I am not letting you place your hands on my baby. Plus I hate being in the passenger seat."

"Where are we going by the way?" Shub asked, looking out of the window as drove out, attempting to have a civil conversation, without pissing each other off.

"A nearby cafe. Serves best coffee. Have you brought the list of questions?"

"Yeah. It's the main purpose, right?"

"Why did you say yes to this?" She asked after few minutes of silence.

"Why did you? You could have gotten better than this arrogant prick here." He asked back.

A sigh escaped her lips.

"Ladies first." Like a perfect gentleman, he took out the chair for her.

"This is on me. I don't wanna be in debt." Shubman said, softly, passing the menu, after settling down and keeping his cap, mask and sunglasses on the table.

"It's too early for this sh*t." Anahita scoffed, pushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

Shubman, with his rare calm and strategic demeanor, found Anahita's high-octane energy overwhelming. Anahita, used to the fast-paced world of racing, mistook Shubman's sudden laid-back attitude for indifference.

" Can we bicker after eating something, I'm famished." Ana spoke up, loud, as the drinks, they had ordered upon arrival, was put on their table.

Shubman had for a simple cappuccino with hint of cinnamon, while Anahita chose her all time favorite, the refreshing iced latte.

"Sure." Shubman shrugged nonchalantly and scrolled through his socials, while taking a sip of his coffee.

The F1 driver squinted her eyes, thumping the glass.

Weren't they there to talk out and sort things in their "relationship?"

"Pizza?" He asked after putting the phone away.

She nodded.

" Classic Margherita?"

"Too simple. No." Ana interrupted, " Something spicier in toppings, like pepperoni and jalapeño combo."

" Hot on wheels means hot preference in everything? Tch." He butted in.

"As if classic Margherita isn't simple just like you. Look at you, dressed so plain!"

"What are you? Lewis Hamilton? No nah? So don't come to talk about fashion sense." He pointed a finger.

"Yeh ladka thoda nahi, poora pagal hai." 

" Suna hai maine."

" Sunne ke liya hi it was said, you idiot."

"Don't test my patience, Roy."

"You shut up first! Half and Half pizza. Here, sorted."

" You have braincells, wow." He mocked.

"So, let's get started with questions and set ups. First one, is about first meet." Shubman started.

"Let's go with how we met actually." Anahita grinned, " I love it except how you ruined by jacket."

"Can you stop the jacket japp? I'll buy you a new one if you stop this-"

" No thanks. Next, how did we fall in- what? Love? Ewwww!" She gagged.

"Let's go with you fell for my looks and good humor?"

"You and humor? Next lie pleaseee!"

"Matlab you accept I look good?" He raised a brow with a smirk.

"You need to fit in that category to be GQ's brand ambassador, I think?"

"Yeah, yeah. About the question, uhm- let's go with interacting on social media to diffuse the hate and then talking more and more, flirting-"

"You're such a rom com buff." She chuckled, before continuing, " First proper date? This one?"

"Yeah this one."

"Mhm, this is so tasty." She moaned in delight at the taste of the food.

Shubman got distracted with a bit of crust on the corner of her lips. He was hesitating to point it out.

"Is there something on my face?" She asked , noticing his intense gaze on her.

"Uhm on your lips- crust- uh-" he fumbled.

She wiped off the crusts.

"So, what's your favorite color? Mine is black."

"Purple. So, who are in your family?

" My parents,  elder sister and Tiggy, my dog."

" I have my parents, elder brother, sister in law and Fluffy, my pet dog."

"The shih tzu, right? He's cute."

" He's rather too naughty and loves to be lazy."

"Taken after you." Shub poked.

"Haha, so funny. Now, What's one thing you can't live without?"

 "My cricket bat. It's an extension of me."

"For me, my car. It's my escape and my passion."

"What's your favorite thing to do when you're not racing?" he asked, taking a bit of the last slice of pizza.

 "I love reading and exploring new places. Traveling is a big part of my life."

"I enjoy playing video games and spending time with my family and friends. It's a great way to unwind." 

As they ate the last of their meal, the conversation turned into a series of subtle jabs and challenges. Shubman teased Anahita about the dangers of racing, suggesting cricket was a more strategic and less reckless sport. Anahita shot back, questioning the athleticism required in cricket compared to the physical and mental demands of F1 racing. Each comment was met with a sharp retort, neither willing to back down.

As soon as the two stepped out of the place, they were met with cameras on the other side of the road.

" I wonder how paparazzis get whiff!" Ana grumbled.

" Not many have a fine car like yours. It's easy to spot." Shubman shrugged, "Anyways it's serving the purpose."

He held his arm out of her to take. She huffed and took it, making strange sensation passing through both of them.

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looks like it's time for hab to debut in our page! Earlier, today, our loved F1 driver, Anahita Roy was seen in a restaurant with a man, linked at arms.

It's not an f1 driver, most probably, by the looks of it. Who could it be?

We have no idea, drop your opinions!

Is it Jacob Elordi? OR Corey Mylchreest?

anahitaroyfan whoa what?

user1 lmao not jacob 🙂

user2 wtf not corey! he's happy in his own relationship and is just friends with anahita!

f1xdirectioner whoever be it, hope he treats her like a queen

user3 eww who even wants to know about her!

f1enthusiast new gossip in town

ferrarifanatic what nooo I was shipping her with charles!

user4 I thought oscar and her were a thing-