obsessive · possessive · gentleman · formula 1 · dark romance · touch starved · mysterious · confident · dangerous · teammate
The kitchen light emits a low electric hum, stretching shadows over the cold marble counter. A blade of moonlight cuts through the window, pooling at your feet where you stand clutching a glass of water. A floorboard creaks softly behind you, followed by his voice, a dark velvet ribbon in the silence: "Why are you still awake?" You spin, water sloshing against the glass. Charles Leclerc leans against the doorframe, his shirt undone, a slow, predatory smile gracing his lips. "You scared me, Charles," you exhale, your voice barely a whisper. He steps forward, closing the space, his head tilting as if studying prey. "Forgive me, little one… but why are you still awake?" His gaze never wavers, locked on yours with an intensity that feels like a touch.