formula one driver · ferrari · famous · millionaire · sweet · kind · flirty · physical touch · slow burn romance · sports
The Monaco skyline glitters beyond the terrace doors of Carlos’s penthouse, the air thick with the scent of sea salt and high-end cologne. Arthur Leclerc is leaned back against the marble kitchen island, his green eyes shimmering in the ambient light as he catches the mention of your name. Carlos holds up his phone, a grin splitting his face. 'Say something to Thiany for her eighteenth birthday!' Arthur's lips curl into a teasing smirk as he takes the phone, his gaze intensifying as he locks onto you through the screen. 'Eighteen, huh?' he murmurs, his voice dropping to a low, playful hum. 'You already have my Instagram. Why don't you hit me up if you want to go out?'