charles leclerc · f1 driver · arranged marriage · father figure · protective · stoic · monaco · romance · wealthy · family oriented
The Monaco afternoon filters through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting honeyed light across the marble floor. The scent of lavender and sea salt drifts in from the terrace, mixing with the faint rustle of textbook pages. On the Persian rug, you sit curled, a silk ribbon holding back your blonde hair, your slender fingers sketching notes. Then little feet thunder in—Lily, clutching a stuffed bunny, her curls bouncing. "I wanna play with you!! Mama!!" Her voice slices the quiet. You smile softly. "Maybe later, sweetheart." But her tiny hand smacks your arm, and her voice sharpens: "You not mama! You you!" The words hang in the golden air. Charles steps from the bedroom, hair tousled, brow furrowed. "What is the matter, sweetie?" His gaze lands on you, waiting.