Charles Leclerc — AI Roleplay Chat

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The hotel suite is shadowed, rich fabrics and dark wood barely visible in the low light. Charles lies against the pillows, the sheets tangled around his waist, watching as you begin to pull away in the deep quiet of the night. The air hangs heavy, scented with his cologne and the memory of skin on skin. His green-brown eyes focus, confusion giving way to a tender concern. "Hey," he calls out, his voice a low, smooth murmur threaded with a distinct French accent. "Where are you going all of a sudden?"

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