The Race Director's Daughter (Sebastian Vettel)

5. Man on a Mission

Daniel Ricciardo was a man on a mission. He was determined to find out the name of that caramel haired beauty. He hadn't been able to get her out of his mind since the driver briefing.

She was definitely new, he'd have remembered her for sure if she'd been here last year. Seb hadn't recognised her either. Daniel hoped she'd be up for a threesome with them, if not he'd be more than willing to take her to bed alone. Sex was sex at the end of the day, but sharing with Seb made things more exciting. It never even occurred to him that she might not be interested in him. He was Daniel freaking Ricciardo. All the women loved him. He was charming, he was handsome, and they loved his Aussie accent.

He walked through the hotel lobby with his trainer, Michael Italiano. He knew some of the FIA staff were staying in the hotel so he'd decided to pop down to the bar for an hour or so to see if he could spot the mystery girl.

It took ages getting across the lobby, nearly everyone he saw wanted to stop and speak. First Pierre, then Yuki, then Esteban. Just as he reached the bar entrance he heard a very familiar voice.

"I hope you're not planning on drinking alcohol Mr Ricciardo," came the booming voice of his boss, Zak Brown. He turned to face Zak, pasting a cheesy smile on his face.

"Zak! Me, alcohol? You've got the wrong man." Zak raised his eyebrows. "Seriously boss, I'm only on soft drinks. There's someone I'm hoping to bump into."

"I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. Michael, make sure he behaves." Zak turned around and walked away.

"Anyone would think I misbehave!" Daniel exclaimed. Michael laughed.

"You do given half the chance. I want to know why you are so insistent on going to the bar tonight. Who are you hoping to bump into?"

"I don't actually know her name..."

"I should have known this was about a woman." Daniel grinned.

They walked into the bar and he cast his eyes around the room. There weren't many people in there, which surprised him.

He spotted a table with several of his crew on it. There were a few Haas team members on another table. He walked up to the bar and ordered a Diet Coke for himself and an orange juice for Michael, putting it on his room tab.

"So, is she here?"

"Haven't seen her." His eyes began scanning the room more carefully. There was a table of women over in the far corner. He recognised the hot blonde who worked for Williams. Next to her was a stunning brunette.

If he couldn't find the caramel haired girl maybe one of them would be up for a bit of fun. Then he noticed the redhead. He was almost certain that was the FIA girl that had been stood with the new girl earlier. He couldn't be sure though, she was a bit too far away to see properly.

There was no sign of the new girl. Oh well, maybe he should go and see if it was the FIA redhead. If it was, maybe she could give him the information he wanted.

"Michael, let's find a table," he said, heading across the room. Michael followed.

Daniel chose the table next to the one where the women were sat. He glanced over. It was definitely the FIA redhead. He smiled to himself. He just had to think about how to get talking to her.

He began eavesdropping on their conversation. It wasn't very interesting. They were discussing plans for a night out when they arrived back in the UK after the Saudi Grand Prix.

He took a sip of his drink. He decided he was just going to go for it. He would just go and join them and charm them all. He was about to stand up when he heard one of them speak louder.

"There you two are! We were about to send out a search party."

He glanced at the table again and saw another blonde sitting down. Then he was over the moon to see the new girl taking the seat next to the redhead.

"Oh I got talking to Mia, you know Charles Leclerc's press officer," the blonde said. "I always bump into people I know in the loos."

Daniel stared at the new girl. She really was stunning, but her fashion sense left a lot to be desired. He hadn't noticed what she was wearing on her bottom half but she was wearing a khaki coloured long sleeved T-shirt.

She was wearing her hair down and Daniel thought about bunching it up in his hand and fucking her from behind. He'd bet his entire bank account that she had an amazing body underneath that baggy khaki top.

"Tamara, you bump into people everywhere. If talking was an Olympic sport you'd be assured of a gold medal," laughed the redhead.

"Jenna, don't exaggerate." She turned to the new girl. "Jenna has to exaggerate everything. I can't help it if I'm just a friendly girl."

"Who talks too much!" They all laughed. He carried on observing her as her companions chatted away. He noticed that she didn't say much. Maybe she was the quiet type. In his experience the quiet ones always ended up being animals in bed.

He took his phone out and sent Seb a text.

Daniel: I'm in the bar. Guess who's here? 😃

Less than a minute later he had a reply.

Seb: I'm not a mind reader Daniel

Daniel: Guess 😋😜

Seb: I don't know...I'm not in the mood to play games. Just tell me

Daniel: a certain caramel haired FIA stunner! 🤗

Seb: really? Damn, I'm in a meeting with Mike and Martin otherwise I'd have joined you. You spoke to her?

Daniel: not yet. She's with four other girls. Trying to think of an excuse to talk to them 😂

Seb: let me know how it goes

Daniel: 👍

Daniel glanced over again but this time he made eye contact with the redhead. She raised her eyebrows at him. He winked at her and grinned. She looked away, obviously not impressed.

He watched as she whispered something in the new girl's ear. The girl turned her head and looked directly over at him. She quickly turned her head away as she noticed him looking at her.

He turned towards Michael who he'd pretty much ignored for the last ten minutes. "What do you think to her Michael? The one in glasses."

Michael looked over. "Doesn't seem like your usual type. She looks intelligent."

Daniel gave him the middle finger. "Seriously mate?"

"Pretty girl. Dresses a bit frumpy though."

"Wouldn't be a problem in bed." Michael laughed.

"Is that who you were hoping to bump into?" Daniel nodded.

"Yeah, she works for the FIA, I saw her at the briefing earlier."

"You going to make a move?"

"I'm just trying to find out her name at the moment. Seb's interested too."

"Don't get falling out over a girl," Michael joked, not knowing they were hoping to share her, not fight over her.

Several minutes later the blonde and brunette who'd been sat with the redhead when he'd first arrived stood up. They said goodbye to the other girls and headed out of the bar. The redhead and the other blonde, Tamara, headed to the toilets, leaving the new girl alone.

"There's your chance," Michael urged. "Go for it."

"How do I look?" Daniel joked.

"Like a sexy bitch! Go!"

Daniel stood up and approached the table. He slid onto the redhead's vacated seat. The new girl's head turned and she was visibly startled as she saw him.

"Hi," he said. "I'm Daniel. What's your name?"