A few weekends later, it was now the gala to receive the trophies from the latest formula one season.
As Charles had won the world championship, he was very much needed there to receive one of the greatest achievements in his career.
It was a beautiful morning in January. Paris and Charles wouldn't see much of each other today as Charles was going out with his brothers to purchase some suits for this evening and Paris well.. she wanted her sleep as she had a rough night last night.
She felt as if she was going to be sick, thankfully she wasn't but decided it would be best to stay home before the eventful evening which would be happening later on.
She took some medicine hoping she would feel better towards the evening. In the meantime, Paris went on her laptop doing some wedding research and looking for a venue they would like to get married in, she also thought about who her bridesmaids would be, and what type of dresses they would wear.
As it got later in the day, Paris dedicated some time for self care and had a bubble bath before starting to get ready for the evening.
She had ordered a light blue dress for tonight which was designed especially for her. She hung it up on her door before starting with her makeup.
As she was doing her eyeshadow, she received a call from her fiancé Charles. "Hello?" She said picking up the phone. "Hello amour how are you feeling?" he asked. "Better thank you my love." She responded. "I was just calling to let you know I've ordered you a car for tonight as I won't be able to come home to I'll meet you there." Charles continued. "That's fine what time?" She responded. "8:30 amour." He responded. "Okay I should be ready by then I'll see you later my love." She responded. "Okay bye i love you." Charles said before hanging up.
Paris continued doing her makeup until her hair stylist had arrived to do her hair and help her finish getting ready.
Once her hair was ready, Paris slipped in into her dress matching it with a pair of light blue heels and a bag aswell adding in the few bits she would need during the evening.
She quickly reapplied her mascara before heading downstairs where the driver was waiting for her.
It was about a 20 minute drive to the event and as she got out of the car lots of paparazzi crowded around her wanting to take pictures. The door opened and Paris revealed herself.
She was definitely the most gorgeous women there, nobody could take there eyes off of her.
She stepped out of the car as the driver asistes to fix her dress but heard someone stop him. It was Charles. Instead, he fixed the dress helping out his beautiful fiancé. He then came to stand by her taking a few pictures with his hand wrapped around her waist. They kissed quickly before walking on the red carpet towards the interview station.
As Charles answered questions, his hand stood firmly on Paris's waist claiming what was his and showing everyone that he was with the girl of his dreams. The interviewer noticed the ring on Paris's finger and decided to ask Charles a question.
"My final question is are you and Paris engaged?" "Yes we are and I cannot wait to be married to her." He responded before walking off holding Paris's hand as they made their way to their table.The couple were seated with Max and Kelly and Lewis and a few other important people.
The night went on beautifully and soon it was time for Charles to collect his trophy and Paris being supported started cheering for him as he walked up receiving a romantic wink from him.
(Charles should be in the middle but oh well)
Once they were finished it was time for people to leave and Charles quickly made his way over to Paris happy to leave with her as they went home together.
"I'm so proud of you." Paris said. "And I love you." He responded kissing her passionately in the backseat of their private taxi.
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J'adoré // Charles Leclerc
RomanceParis Sauveterre, a Monégesque girl at the age of 23 working at different bars each week as a professional pianist. One evening a group of f1 drivers come for drinks after the Monaco Grand Prix and someone catches her eye. Charles Leclerc.