Luca POV
The sponsor dinner was supposed to be small, controlled, and uncomplicated, which should have warned me that it would become none of those things.
Only twelve guests had been invited to the mansion, including two senior executives from the team’s main sponsor, a marketing director, a former driver who now worked as an ambassador, and several people whose names I recognized only because their signatures appeared on contracts. It was not a formal event, but it was important enough that the dining room had been arranged carefully, the staff had spent most of the afternoon preparing, and my manager had sent me three separate messages reminding me to appear relaxed, approachable, and grateful.
I could manage all three when required.
What I had not expected was how much Riley would
