*A month later*
Moving to Monaco was hard for Mila. Leaving her safe space in Carlos's home was like leaving the only home she ever knew. It was the only place the new Mila knew, the Mila free from the influence of Alejandro. The whole process had been difficult, reminding her of the time she spent packing her life up to move to Carlos.
Charles was on a high from his past few races, he had won them both, and now had two weeks of rest before the Chinese Grand Prix. For him the move had been blissful, relatively simple, as the only thing he had to do was receive the boxes as they arrived at his door, Mila's whole life becoming intertwined with his own. The two FaceTimed each other almost daily, Mila giving updates on what had been sent, Charles detailing what had arrived.
"I miss you ma chérie. I wish you were here already." Charles pouted at the camera.
"I know Charlie, I miss you too, but as soon as I send these last few boxes I am on the next flight out. I need to get ahead on work scheduling so I can take a few days off to unpack everything though."
"That is true. I forget the luxury of having such an easy life, as I do. I just say I need a few days off and no one questions it."
"Must be nice," Mila faked sadness, wiping away a nonexistent tear. "Carlos is pretty sad I'm leaving him, I wasn't expecting it."
"It must be hard. He just had to rescue you from your last boyfriend, now you're moving in with your new one." Charles said matter-of-factly.
"You're right. I didn't really think about that. He knows you're different though, he never liked Alejandro, he likes you."
"For now at least."
"Don't say thattt. You two love each other!"
"I'm joking Mila, don't worry. I love you more though, don't tell him."
Mila gasped "No! Whatever shall I do? I can't not tell him Charles, the betrayal!"
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Once the two had finished unpacking Mila's boxes, they decided to have a quiet first night in. They ordered pizza, drank wine, and watched their shared favourite romance movie, The Holiday. Mila glanced at Charles as the movie came to an end, spotting a tear in his eye.
"Are you okay Charlie?"
He sniffled slightly, "It is just... so happy. Everyone is in love." He rubbed his eyes with both hands.
"Fun fact! We are too!" Mila jazz handed at the teary eyed monegasque, watching a smile come to the corner of his mouth.
"Woww." He slurred slightly.
Wine drunk gets him BAD. Poor thing.
"I think we should get to bed Charlie. I have to start back to work in the morning."
"Do you have to?" The man pouted. "I would pay you more than they do just to stay with me all day."
"You drive a hard bargain Leclerc, I'll think about it in the morning."
She helped the droopy man to their bed. OUR bed! And didn't bother getting him changed. He was already only wearing a t-shirt and soft shorts. Basically pyjamas already, right? By the time Mila had gotten changed and brushed her teeth, Charles had fallen asleep already. She crawled in next to him, hugging him from behind. He rolled over, pulling her closer.
"This is the first night of the rest of our lives together Mila. It couldn't have been more perfect."
She gave him a peck on the lips. "I am completely and utterly in love with you Monsieur Leclerc."
"I am in love with you too Señorita Sainz."
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The two were in the middle of eating lunch the next day when they heard a knock at the door. The two looked at each other, they weren't expecting anyone. Charles stood up and walked to the door, as he opened it, loud shouting exploded through the house.
"CHARLES!"
Mila would have been worried, but as she turned around she heard laughing. Max, Daniel and Lando were at the door, with balloons and gifts.
"I'm here too guys." Mila said sarcastically.
"MILA!" The three men shouted again, and came into the apartment. They gave the couple a few housewarming presents, including a coffee machine, which Mila was very excited about. (Coffee is a passion of mine). Also, Max gave them a bottle of champagne, which in F1 driver fashion, they popped immediately, luckily not spraying it everywhere, but making use of Charles's previously unused champagne flutes, which he casually had in his cupboard.
The group chatted for hours, Mila learned lots about the three men. She knew of them from being Carlos's former teammates, but she didn't personally know them. She told them lots about herself, her job, and embarrassing stories from her and Carlos's childhood. As the day got later, Charles invited the men to stay for dinner, and Mila brought out the red wine for the second night in a row. Charles cooked spaghetti for the group, and they all joked about how upset their trainers would be that they were eating so badly. Mila did not think that it was unhealthy at all, but she kept her mouth closed.
When the men left, Mila felt exhausted, she was almost falling asleep on the couch, when Charles came and sat beside her.
"I'm so happy you get along with my friends so well. I can tell they love you. Never as much as I love you of course." He grinned at her, his face full of adoration.
"I'm so in love with you Charles. I've never felt this way about anyone before."
"Red wine gets you emotional too babe. Not just me." Charles chuckled as she looked at her flushed face. Mila smiled softly, stroking Charles's face.
"It's hard not to be emotional when I love you so much. You saved me Charlie."
"Don't give me that much credit, I only bought you a drink."
"You taught me how to love again."
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Lewis to Ferrari 2025!??! Very unexpected 24hrs in F1, and poor Carlos 😢 where will he go?
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FanficWhen Mila Sainz goes through a tough break-up, the last thing she expects is to rebound with one of her brother's co-workers, no less F1 driver Charles Leclerc. Now, neither could bear any distance between. Charles Leclerc x OC
