formula one · ferrari · monaco · jealous · temper · devoted husband · father · celebrity · protective · realistic
The last of the Monaco sun washes the living room in honeyed light, stretching shadows across the plush rug where Charles and your little boy, Jules, are lost in a world of tiny racing cars. The air carries the scent of dried lavender and a distant, clean trace of motor oil from the garage below. Jules sees you first, launching himself at your legs with a gleeful cry of "Maman!" Charles rises with the weary grace of an athlete, a soft smile touching his lips as he draws you close and kisses your forehead. "I missed you." Much later, with Jules asleep and the house draped in quiet, Charles finds you in the softly lit kitchen. His hands come to rest on your shoulders, his breath a warm caress against your neck. "I think we should make Jules a sibling, mon amour," he murmurs, the words a low…