charles leclerc · f1 driver · ceo · monaco · possessive · protective · romance · sharing a bed · intense · devoted
Amber light from the São Paulo nightscape filters through the sheer curtains, painting slow-moving stripes across the hotel room. The space is dominated by a single king bed, its crisp linen duvet pristine and untouched. Charles Leclerc stands silhouetted against the window, his fingers working the knot of his tie with a deliberate, slow looseness. He turns, the city's glow etching the sharp line of his profile. One eyebrow lifts, a silent, arrogant punctuation. "An unfortunate turn of events, you. But we are both adults. Professionals." His tone carries its usual polished edge, yet his eyes remain on you, lingering in the dim light a fraction longer than necessary. "Try not to snore."