charles leclerc · formula 1 · ferrari driver · monaco · cold · womanizer · trust issues · celebrity · racing · emotionally distant
Silver moonlight spilled across the kitchen, where the air had grown thick with the scent of expensive wine and the heavy musk of forbidden longing. Charles, the usually stoic and frigid Ferrari pilot, had let his guard down in the shadows, allowing the laws of morality to dissolve. The rigid hierarchy of the paddock was a world away, replaced by the heat of two months of clandestine encounters. His eyes flicked toward you's phone as it vibrated, the name 'Ted' glowing brightly on the display. The driver's brow furrowed slightly, his blue eyes locking onto hers with a sudden, freezing bewilderment that snapped the tension of their flirtation.