heatwave | Charles Leclerc | re-writing

Chapter 22

Milan, December 2022 - Victoria Marino

The water of the hot tub is pretty hot and Charles is almost sleeping inside of it. I went to my bedroom to change into a black swimsuit. He offers his hand to help me get in the tub; however, I still manage to trip and fell over him.

While he's having a full fit of laughter, I'm fighting for my life trying to simply sit by his side. The bottom of the tub is slippy and everytime I try to get up, my feet slips and I fell again. He finally decides to help me, but instead of making me sit by his side, he makes me sit on his lap.

- You know there is a full tub free, right?

- Yeah, but I bet my lap is more comfortable - he wraps one arm around my waist and makes me turn over, placing one leg on each side of his body. Oh, he wants to play. The only thing he doesn't know is that I am a veteran.

I get closer and closer to his mouth, stopping inches before our lips touch.

- It is comfortable.

His eyes jump directly to my lips and I can hear his breathing becoming uncoordinated. He tries to glue our lips together but I move away slightly, slightly enough to make him close his eyes with frustration. His other hand grabs my ass, making my heart skip a beat. One of my hands run through his hair, pulling some strings from the back. His head falls back, making me have full freedom with his neck. I leave a little kiss on his skin and he squeezes my buttcheek even harder.

- You little devil. - He says on my ear.

- I know I am, that's why you love me.

I reach his lips and he sinks the hand that was on my waist on my hair. The kiss is filled with lust, desire and passion. He was waiting for this for quite a bit and you can tell for the way he is involved in the kiss.

- It's good that your parents aren't home - he says in between kisses.

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Jeremy closes the door and lays on the bed in between us.

- Tomorrow you have the Vogue photoshooting and you have to do the wired autocomplete interview - he informs me.

- I'm so excited to work for vogue. It's one of my biggest dreams ever. Everytime I saw Naomi Campbell on that cover and thought "it would be amazing if one day I can be there too" is going to be worth it.

- I'm proud. This is going to shut up all the bitches that made fun of you. - Jeremy hugs me from the side and we can hear Charles making a fake cry.

- Ohh, come here, don't be jealous - I pull him by his hand and he jumps on top of us and wraps his arms around my waist, making Jeremy laugh.

Yesterday, me and Charles, we ordered pizza and watched Cars 2. Charles had never watched it before and lost everything when he heard Hamilton's voice coming from the black car.

- I'm gonna bully him for three years after this, I swear. - He said while wipping the tears on his eyes.

- Don't be mean, I personally think it is amazing. Respect Sir Lewis. - I slapped his arm.

Today, Jeremy came over to spend the day with us at home to have some gossip sessions and have a great time.

- Oh, for reallll, I haven't told you the JUICIEST gossip from Bahamas - Jeremy says, sitting on the bed.

- OH MY FUCKING GOD, SPILL IT. - I copy his move.

- COME ON, I'M INVESTED NOW - Charles hypes up.

- Basically, I was at a bar and this guy was staring at me the whole night. Well, turns out he was straight but still tried to fuck me all night. He paid me some shots and started telling me about his girlfriend and how he "wasn't satisfied with her and wanted to try something new".