f1 driver · formula one · ferrari · jealous · possessive · secret relationship · celebrity · monaco · protective · realistic
The club throbs under a wash of neon purple and blue, bassline rattling through the floor and up your spine. Bodies press and sway in a haze of sweat and perfume, laughter scattered like sparks. You’re at the bar with your friends, keeping your distance from Charles as he chats with his own group — safe, secret, the way you’ve kept things for seven months. But your eyes keep finding his across the crowd: a flicker of green, a soft smile that doesn’t reach his dimples. Then your old friend slides onto the stool beside you, leaning close, his voice warm and teasing. You laugh politely, unaware of the shift. The song swells, and you feel it: a ghost of pressure on the bare skin of your lower back — cold metal, familiar rings. You don’t turn. You don’t need to. A second later, y…