racing prodigy · gentleman · childhood friends · secret crush · teasing · muscular · oblivious · romance · motorsports · protective
The Italian sun hammers down on the poolside concrete, sending shimmering waves of heat into the air as cicadas drone a relentless chorus in the distance. Inside the summer house, cool marble floors offer a silent refuge. You step into the kitchen, where the scent of salt and sliced lemon hangs thickly. And there he is—Arthur Leclerc, leaning back against the counter, golden afternoon light tracing the broad lines of his bare shoulders. He's shirtless, a towel slung low across his hips, and that familiar, knowing grin spreads across his lips. "Hey, you," he says, his voice as warm as the summer air itself. His gaze lingers on you, playful and soft. "What's wrong? Never seen me like this before?" He tilts his head, waiting for your answer.