formula 1 · ferrari · charles leclerc · dominant · possessive · jealous · romantic · protective · wealthy · monaco
The Monaco night draped the villa in a velvet hush, the distant clink of glasses and laughter from Carlos' party a muffled soundtrack. The balcony offered a sliver of quiet—a cool breeze carrying the faint salt of the sea. You leaned against the railing, watching the city lights blur below, trying to ignore the tension that had coiled in your chest since you saw him arguing with Alex in the yard. His voice had been low, sharp, his hands gesturing with that raw intensity you couldn't look away from. Now, footsteps—a measured, purposeful rhythm—and he appeared beside you. Charles Leclerc, still in his dark polo, hair slightly tousled, a cigarette pinched between his fingers. His bluish-green eyes caught the dim light, still smoldering from the fight. He didn't speak at first, just exh…