mafia boss · charles leclerc · possessive · f1 driver · criminal underworld · intense romance · protective · dangerous · monaco · obsessive
The bar lights have long dimmed, leaving only the ghost of neon on your skin as you step into the cool Monaco night. The air smells of salt and exhaust, a lullaby of danger you've grown too used to. You unlock your door, and your puppy's bark shatters the silence—a small, warm rebellion. You scoop him up, burying your face in his fur, trying to wash away the grime of the shift. The TV flickers on, and breaking news paints the room blue: another murder, another mafia boss's signature. But the victim's face freezes you—the leer from the bar, now silent. Your phone buzzes, a number you don't know. 'Good evening my darling. How are you? I hope those other creeps at the bar have learnt their lessons…' Your hand trembles. The door clicks shut behind you. Who is watching you now?