Gold || Charles Leclerc

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Charles

Thoughts of Belle from last night polluted my mind. Every time i saw her the next day made me think of the way her mouth fell open when i was knuckles deep inside her, her little whimpers and sweet moans. The way she called my name. The memory was etched into my brain.

When i returned to my room after Belle left me there, i replayed our little moment in my head to aid me in getting myself off. My career came with the advantage of girls throwing themselves at me at any given chance. Out of every woman id been with, nobody came close to Belle. She pulled me towards her like a moth to a flame. Even in the most ordinary situations my eyes were drawn towards her. Like right now while she was sat in front of me in the lounge with her legs pulled up and her laptop laying on her lap. Her father was going on and on about some new business venture he was thinking of pursuing and i just nodded along with most of my attention on his daughter.

She looked focused and determined. Her fingers played with a pencil occasionally resting it against her lips when she was deep in thought. Even in such an ordinary moment I couldnt stop myself from thinking of last night. ".....wont you belle?" I tune back into our conversation when i hear her name. "Im sorry papa i wasnt listening." She says closing her laptop. "My bad i didnt realise you were working. I was just saying how you'll accompany charles at the french gp and that it will be a very important one for us." She nodded in reply giving him a small smile. "Its our first race as sponsors at least one of us should go." The sass in her voice is quite evidence and Henri shakes his head.

"Come on mon ange. You know i had to go out for work." She shrugs and says. "I didnt say anything. I'm gonna go now i need to finish up some assignments. I'll book a flight to Le Castellet too dont worry." Belle says while gathering her things and rising from the couch. I hear her footsteps as she climbs up the stairs. "You know Charles one of my biggest regrets in life is not being present in my daughter's life. No child deserves that." Im a little surprised by the very personal confession.

"Im sure you had your reasons." I dont know what to say. "Well no i didnt. After her mother died I was too out of it. And then i found myself taking comfort in alcohol and women. Im telling you because you're part of the fanily now and i want you to take good care of Belle because shes going to be coming to a lot of your races. I wont be around a lot but this time its actually for work." His laugh rumbles low in his chest.

I understand Henri's point of view too but i realise how unfair it must have been to Belle. She was a child and it must've been traumatising to lose her mother and then father as well. It makes me think of my father and how he'd loved and supported me endlessly. I missed him everyday but it was a fact i had to accept now. But i cant imagine what it must've been like for Belle to have a parent in this world but not have them present in your life.

I spend the afternoon in the library room reading books while listening to music. My only source of entertainment, Belle, was still upstairs working on her 'assignments' which i knew wasnt true because summer break had just started for all colleges. I still felt like she needed time to herself because of her situation with Henri.

In the evening i went out to the gardens to get some fresh air where i saw a certain brunette. Her back was turned to me and she was watering some plants. She was wearing a blue dress shirt which almost hung of her shoulders and khaki shorts. She looked like a dream. Her long tan legs bent to get easier access to the flowers. Her hair flowed down to the middle of her back. She was picture perfect.

I creeped up behind her and tapped her on the back. She flinched and spun with the water hose still in her hand. The water sprayed onto me soaking my shirt. "Oh my god!" She yelped. "What the hell charles you scared the shit out of me." She pulled the water hose away and then looked at my shirt realising i was completely wet. "Karma's a bitch." She giggled. I smiled at the sweet voice and grabbed her wrist pulling her towards me. "You totally did that on purpose." I gazed into her eyes. "And now... its time for revenge." I snatch the hose out of her hand and spray her with it. She screams and runs while i chase after her. Her laughter and squeals mixed with mine as we were completely lost in the moment.

"Okay okay Mercy Mercy." She huffs out. I stop for a second to look at her. Her hair had gone wavy from the water and droplets streamed down her skin. I was in awe everytime i looked at her. I grab her by the waist so that her back collides with my chest and i do a thorough job of soaking her. She fights me while laughing and screaming.

I finally let her go after a few seconds deciding that she'd had enough. "Im sooo getting you back for this." She points her finger at me and laughs. I smile back at her. "You cant get revenge for revenge Belle Vincent."

"I can do whatever i want Charles Leclerc." She puts her hands on her hips proudly. I want to kiss her. I hadn't even known her for 48 hours and she already had me wrapped around her finger without even knowing. I nod smiling like a fool. "Ugh youve soaked me completely." She wrings her shirt out walking back to the house. "Come inside you'll catch a cold." She says over her shoulder. "Worrying for the enemy now are we?" I laugh.