Princess Madeleine of Monaco and Charles Leclerc, the biggest rivals of all. The two have hated each other growing up. What's the worst could happen? oh wait.
An arranged marriage.
It had been a few weeks since the Spanish Grand Prix, Charles managed to win a secure lots of points for his team.
It was a warm summer evening and Madeline had been invited to her oldest sister, Briar's birthday gala. She of course would have to make an appearance including her husband Charles.
Yes. Her husband. It sickened her to say it. The two got married in a small wedding with only a few close family and friends they had no choice but to do it as the media were getting suspicious if they were even really together.
It was approaching 5pm and Madeline began getting ready. Her stylist started doing her hair while Madeline stared at the wedding ring. "How was the wedding?" Her stylist asked. "It was lovely." Madeline lied. "The best day of my life." She continued as they continued to talk about the wedding.
Once her hair and make up was ready, she headed over to her walk in wardrobe to see her assigned dress for the evening. It was a beautiful black dress with a long slit exposing her leg.
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Once she was ready she was driven by her secret service to the event. She checked her phone to see messages from Charles on her phone.
Charles
Where the hell are you?
I'm on my way chill.
I'm not going to chill I Look like a fool here without You.
I know you do.
Shut up and get here (Seen)
Madeline arrived at the event fashionably late as she obviously looked stunning. She was welcomed by two guards opening the doors into the royal hallway. She walked in on the balcony seeing the view above her.
Charles eyes caught her immediately locking eyes with her body. She noticed. But she didn't look at him. She continued walking making her way to the stairs as eyes were all on her. Instead of heading to her husband, she approached her sister Briar.
"Oh Madeline you look lovely!" Briar said. "Oh please look at yourself, happy birthday!" She responded giving her sister a hug and greeting her with kisses on the cheeks. "Thank you Mads" Briar responded. "I got you a little something." Madeline continued handing over a envelope. "Oh no you shouldn't have!" Briar said trying to refuse the gift. "Trust me you'll love it, open tonight after the party." Madeline responded before leaving to get a drink from the bar.
"A red wine please." She asked the bartender with a soft smile taking a seat. The DJ had begun playing music as the dance floor became alive. The lights were switched off, and flashing lights were turned on.
She sipped on her wine peacefully enjoying the party. "What the fuck are you doing." Charles said sneaking up behind her causing her to spill her wine down her cleavage. "Shit." Madeline said standing up. "Shit." Charles said at the same time realising what he'd done. Madeline quickly made her way through the crowd to the nearest bathroom but close behind her Charles followed.
She entered the ladies bathroom and locked her self in the first toilet. Charles didn't even care where he was he walked in but before he could say anything the cubicle door was slammed in his face. "I'm sorry." Charles said leaning against the door not getting any reply from Madeline. "Madeline?" "Mads I'm sorry." He continued.
Madeline opened the door revealing herself now clean of the wine looking more gorgeous than ever. "Your sorry for what? spilling wine down my boobs? Or for giving me the life I never wanted?" She said walking towards the sink to wash her hands. "Mads you know I don't want it to be like that-" Charles said. "Be like what? Don't you like controlling me telling me what to do? you've got the royal family and their princess wrapped around you finger." Madeline said starting to raise her voice. "Mads-" "don't call me that!" she cut him off.
There was a few moments of silence before the door opened. Shit, they thought. To not let anyone suspect they were having an argument, Charles quickly turned her face towards him and smashed his lips onto her making out. He leaned her on the counter as the person who came to use the toilet finally left. Madeline quickly pulled her lips off.
"Not wiping my kisses of now is it?" charles said smirking. She quickly tried to but was stopped by Charles grabbing her arm. "Shut up Charles." She said releasing her arm out of his grip.
"I'm sorry too." Madeline said after a few moments still sitting on the counter with Charles in between her thighs. "For what?" Charles asked. "For being moody about this whole thing, I mean it's for the best for out reputations." She continued. "Is it though?" Charles said smirking receiving tan eye roll from Madeline.
"Come on let's go get drunk." She said grabbing a hold of Charles's hand leading him out and back into the party.
"Two shots of tequila please." Charles asked the bartender. "And keep them coming" he continued. "Ready?" He said looking at Madeline holding her hand. She nodded as they took the next few shots together.
Beyoncé's song 7/11 came on as the two of them made their way to the middle of the dance floor. His hands were around her waist resting on the top of her ass as her arms were wrapped around his neck. Their lip's millimetres away as the music continued playing.
"Shit." Charles said. "What Madeline replied. "Nothing." Charles quickly said trying to hide his attraction to her.
