When royalty and racing collide, who will come out on top and who will be left in the dust?
Kathrine Montagne, Princess of Monaco, met Charles Leclerc, Monegasque Formula 1 driver, one fateful day. But will they be able to hold onto what is impor...
"What are you doing?" Charles asked, coming up behind me and kissing the top of my head.
"Posting a new JPG." I turned to face him.
"Race hasn't happened yet though?" He sat next to me, drinking water before qualifying.
"I know, but I wanted to just take a second before everything goes crazy. We can post another after you win." I leaned over and kissed his cheek.
He ducked his head. "We don't know who's going to win."
I poked his chest. "It's all down to this race. You and Max. Whoever wins this, wins it all. I know that there's nothing you want more than this so I know you'll give it absolutely everything you've got."
"It's not the only thing I want anymore," Charles admitted.
"What else do you want?" I smiled.
"I want-" Blush crept up his cheeks before he cleared his throat and seemed to change his mind about something. "I want to see your phone for a second."
"OK?" I handed him my phone, confused.
My head was tilted as I watched him do something on my phone before handing it back.
"Thanks." He stood quickly. "I think Fred is calling."
"Is everything ok Charles?" I called after him.
He hurried off without answering. I opened my phone and shook my head as I saw that he had updated the JPG post.
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