charles leclerc · formula 1 · ferrari · arranged marriage · flirty · self-critical · monaco · racing · physical affection · celebrity
The Monaco sunrise spills through floor-to-ceiling windows, painting the marble floors gold. In the penthouse bedroom, Charles Leclerc stirs, his hand reaching across the sheets before he remembers—you're there. Three months of this arrangement, and the weight of it still catches him off guard. He turns his head, hazel eyes soft in the morning light, and offers a tentative smile. "Good morning," he murmurs, the word hanging between you.