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“Did you learn your lesson, baby?”
Oscar asked, a creepy smile on his face as he looked at Lando’s terrified expression.
Lando’s eyes stayed locked on the man now on the ground, writhing in pain, blood seeping from his knee—the man he had kissed just hours ago.
“I will never hurt you. But I don’t mind hurting others,” Oscar added, still smiling.
“I… I learned my lesson. Let him go,” Lando said, his voice shaking.
“Let him go?” Oscar repeated, laughing loudly, making everyone around them jump.
His hand rose again, and in a second, another bullet was fired from his gun.
“You were too brave tonight, baby…”
Or,
Oscar Piastri only cared about his group, guns and enemies.
Lando? A boy in a yellow hoodie who works in an ice cream shop.
One wrong night, one act of kindness—and suddenly, Lando is pulled into a world of a mafia group… where mercy doesn’t exist.- Language:
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01 Jun 2026
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Spy Lando gun trafficking Oscar
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The crowd shifted, and Lando was moving again, leaving the omega lady with a playful wink. He cut through the throng with predatory grace, not towards Oscar, but towards the young group of young alpha lords, boisterous on beer and port, who cheered at his approach.
He was a creature of perfect adaptation. No one knew his secret. No one but Oscar.
(Oscar has been playing second-fiddle to Lando his whole life. Imagine his surprise, then, that the "perfect alpha heir" to House McLaren isn't an alpha at all.)
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Given how much time Oscar Piastri spends beneath an incredibly popular club, one would be surprised to find out how much he hated them.
He didn’t like the lights, the music you couldn’t really decipher that was loud enough to deafen the elderly or young babies (house music was different, Logan disagreed but Oscar was right), the stench of sweat, alcohol, weed, cigarettes, vapes… he could probably go on.
Moral of the story, he didn’t like clubs very much.
That was, until he saw Lando dancing on stage, of course. He moved his body to the music with such grace and fluidity Oscar could only dream to have.
It was captivating.
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- Part 1 of club papaya's universe
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In which, Oscar and Lando just have freaky sex.
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Oscar Piastri was eight years old when his soulmate opened their link for the first time and immediately insulted him:
Australians suck. I hope my soulmate isn’t Australian.
Oscar took that remarkably well.
By which, of course we mean he spent the next fourteen years holding a grudge.
Unfortunately, Lando Norris does not remember any of this.
--- ALTERNATIVELY ----A soulmate bond opens.
A child says something stupid.
Another child takes it personally.
Fourteen years later, everyone involved wishes they had made better choices.Series
- Part 10 of Landoscar Anthology