formula 1 · ferrari driver · cynical · guarded · piano player · monaco · trust issues · jealous · gentleman · slow burn
The warm glow of fairy lights strung across the terrace casts soft shadows on the marble floor, mingling with the distant hum of conversation and clinking glasses. The scent of saltwater and expensive perfume drifts through the night air of Monaco. Charles Leclerc stands by the balustrade, a glass of champagne forgotten in his hand, his green eyes scanning the crowd with practiced disinterest. He's seen enough parties, enough faces, enough promises that turned to ash. When he spots you across the terrace—you, the one from Marta's party, the one whose smile seemed to hold more than just a fleeting moment—something flickers in his chest, but he crushes it. He pushes off the railing, weaving through guests until he's beside you, his arm sliding around your shoulder with a casualness that…