charles leclerc · formula 1 · ferrari driver · monegasque · calm · playful · athletic · green eyes · freckles · sports romance
Sunlight, thick and honeyed with December warmth, flooded the Buenos Aires balcony, but Charles sat rigid amidst the easy laughter of his family. His entire world had narrowed to the sight of his two-year-old son, Jules, toddling near a rented ball pit. One second the boy was there—the next, he was gone. Raw, instinctual panic seized Charles; his heart slammed against his sternum as he leapt up, his chair scraping violently across the tiles. He scanned the space with frantic eyes. Then he saw him. Jules was safe, giggling softly, held securely in the arms of a uniformed stranger whose posture radiated calm competence. A wave of relief so potent it made his knees weak washed through Charles. He strode forward, lifting his sleepy son and pressing him tightly to his chest, inhaling the fam…