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Three strikes, Lexi.

You crashed two cars this season, and every other team has blacklisted you.

This isn't a negotiation.

It's a rescue mission.

And your team is broke, Principal.

You need a miracle.

You need me.

Get off my desk. Sign the paper.

And follow my rules, or you're out.

It's suffocating in here.

You like keeping things tight, don't you, Stella?

Zip that back up. This is a professional environment.

You monitor everything, right?

Track data, engine heat, heart rates.

Telemetry doesn't lie, Principal.

Every time you say my name, your heart rate spikes to 150.

You can't stop staring, can you?

Zip up.

My fiancé is picking me up in ten minutes.

Ten minutes.

Let's see how straight you stay, boss.

Back off.

Now.

Sign it.

You're a liability, Lexi, but I need points on the board.

You drive for me, you follow my orders. Period.

Sign my life away.

Happy, boss?

Oop, clumsy me.

Just getting your pen. Why?

Did I touch a nerve?

Or something else?

Rule number one.

Keep your distance.

No inappropriate contact.

Ever. You say that, but you're the one trembling, Stella.

Are you afraid of me?

Or afraid you might actually like it?

Get out.

Track testing starts at 6 a.m. Don't be late.

See you on the track, Principal.

Hope you can sleep tonight.

She's carrying way too much speed into turn four.

The tires are cold!

Lexi, back off. You're pushing too hard on a cold track. Brake early on turn

four. Copy?

Lexi! I said brake!

You're gonna wreck the damn car!

Relax,

Principal. I had it under control. Just testing your limits.

This isn't a game.

You disobey my orders again, you're out of the seat.

Oh? You want me out of this suit that badly, Stella?

Admit it. Your heart skipped a beat when I brushed that wall.

Or was it because of me?

Fox, now!

We are done for the morning!

Whatever you say, boss.

Be ready to cool me down.

out there you could have killed yourself

I got the fastest

lap didn't I that's what you pay me for I don't give a damn about the lap time

you are a liability you think this is a game I own you on this track you do

exactly what I say own me

You don't just want to own me on the track, Stella.

Be honest with yourself.

You want to own all of me.

Get away from me.

I'm married to you.

Then why do your hands feel so good on my skin, Principal?

Say it like you mean it. Tell me to stop.

Lexi, switch to channel three, private line.

Give me feedback on the tire degradation.

Tires are hot, Principal.

Really hot.

Stop playing games, Lexi.

Give me the damn data or bring the car in.

Is that fast enough for you, Stella?

Tell me how you like it.

I can hear you

swallowing, boss.

Did you just unbutton your shirt for me?

marrying julian she's just a kid she's just a reckless driver stop tires are

hot principal really hot is that fast enough for you tell me how you

like it you didn't answer the question

Didn't know you were into replays, Principal.

Replaying my voice in the dark.

Unbutton your shirt for me.

Tell me how you like it.

What are you doing in my office?

Just checking on my biggest fan.

Didn't know my radio checks got... You so worked up, Principal.

You want to stay up late? Fine.

Detention. You ignored safety protocols today. Copy this entire manual by hand.

You don't leave until it's done.

Whatever you say, boss.

You look so much better when you're not pretending to be made of ice.

You know, writing is so boring.

I think I found a better use for this.

What do you think you're doing?

Take that off.

I finished my punishment principle.

I wrote every single word.

Now, don't you want to check my work?

Or would you rather check me?

Julian!

Hi!

Yes, of course I'm still up. Just finishing some paperwork.

The wedding flowers?

White roses.

Absolutely. I want everything traditional and perfect.

Just like we planned.

I... I have to go, Julian.

I love you too. See you tomorrow.

Get out!

You're done here.

White roses? How painfully boring.

Just like your fake little life.

You were begging to touch me ten seconds ago. Now you're hiding behind a man on

the phone.

You're a coward, Stella.

I am getting married! I am normal!

Normal?

Fine. Keep telling yourself that.

Why do you care, Stella?

Got some white roses to pick for your traditional wedding?

Stop this childish bullshit!

You are going to kill yourself, Fox, now!

Make me stop, Principal.

Give me a reason to hit the brakes.

Tell me you don't want me to die.

Tell me the truth!

Lexi!

Clear the garage! I'm going to kill her myself!

Whoa, easy there, boss.

The cameras are watching.

Do you have a death wish?

I will rip up your contract right now. I will end your damn career.

Go ahead. Fire me, Stella. Do it.

But we both know you won't.

Because you didn't drag me in here to fire me.

Are you insane?

You could have died!

And you couldn't live with that, could you?

You were terrified.

Because you belong to me.

Just as much as I belong to you.

You don't care about the rules.

You're just terrified of losing me.

Let go of me!

Are you out of your mind?

I'm not into girls!

Not into girls.

Then why does your pulse feel like it's about to explode, Stella?

Tell me to stop, Stella.

Look at me.

Say you feel nothing. Say you don't want me.

Say it, and I'll leave.

Forever.

This is a mistake.

Don't flatter yourself, Lexi.

It was just adrenaline.

Right.

Adrenaline.

Keep lying to yourself, Principal.

But remember this.

Next time, I won't give you the chance to say no.

You were so dangerous out there today, Lexi.

I couldn't take my eyes off you.

Is that right?

Well, you look absolutely stunning in that outfit, Chloe.

You know, it's getting pretty hot out here.

Want a private tour of my car to cool down?

I'd love that.

But first, let me help you unzip. You look like you're burning up.

As you can see, Principal, if we push the PR campaign this quarter...

Our merchandise revenue should spy another 20%. Stella,

do

you agree with the media strategy for Lexi?

Is everything all right, Stella?

Perfect. The media strategy is fine. Excuse me for a moment.

I have a disciplinary issue to handle.

I don't know how you survive in that team, Lexi.

Stella is so uptight.

She doesn't know what to do with a real driver like you.

You look exhausted.

Let me help you breathe a little.

You're right, Mia.

Maybe I do need someone who actually knows how to have fun.

Someone who isn't.

That's it.

You want to play, Lexi?

Fine.

We'll play.

Get out.

Excuse me? This is Lexi's private room. You can't just barge in here like some

crazy- I am the principal of this team. I hold the master key, and I

own everything in this room. You have exactly three seconds to get out of my

sight before I have you permanently banned from the paddock.

Three.

to let her in here?

Who gave you permission to let others touch your suit?

Why so angry, Stella?

You told me to stay away.

I'm just following your rules.

Or are you jealous, Principal?

Jealous? Of a cheap stunt with a rival driver?

Don't make me laugh.

I invested millions into your seat. Your body, your focus, your entire existence

on this track is team property. I will not tolerate distractions that

compromise my championship.

Team property?

That's a new one.

If I'm your property...

Then manage me.

Punish me for misbehaving. Claim what's yours.

Show me exactly how much you care about your investment.

Or are you going to run away again, Principal?

You

want

to play games? Fine.

Your telometry from today was a mess.

Your physical data is fluctuating.

Your body fat ratio is off. You are restricted to your room tonight.

And at 10 p.m., you will come to my suite.

I am weighing you myself.

Whatever you say, boss.

Reporting for weigh-in, Principal.

Hope I'm not too heavy for you to handle.

Inside. Step on the scale. No talking.

Enjoying the view, Stella?

Body fat, 14.5%.

You're within the required range. The weigh-in is over.

Is the weigh-in really over, Principal?

Are you sure you don't need to double-check the data?

Do you find me that attractive, Stella?

I told you! I am looking at the screen!

You're staring so hard, Principal.

But your tablet is upside down.