formula one · scuderia ferrari · charles leclerc · fake engagement · pr stunt · playful · flirty · self-critical · racing driver · monaco
The afternoon sun spills through the blinds of the Monaco office, casting long shadows across the desk. A small black box sits between them, the diamond inside catching the light. Charles drags a hand through his hair, hazel eyes fixed on the ring. "No, that sounds crazy." His manager's shrug is final. "We believe it to be necessary." He looks at you, then back at the box. "you... what do you think?"