Formula 1 | One Shots (1)

Lucky Charm Part 2 | Charles Leclerc

Author's Note: Done in Charles POV

Part 2 of 2, final.
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Charles POV

I stood under the shower letting the cool water hit my back, as I took a moment of peace to let it all settle in. I won my home race. After 3 years of continuous failures, I was finally able to say I wont the Monaco Grand Prix. It was a surreal moment in front of all my friends, my family, my beautiful girlfriend and the people of my country. I hope I made my Papa and Jules proud.

I wanted nothing than to spend tonight alone with Isabella to celebrate together, but I knew we'd have the next few days to do so. This weekend was hectic with appearances, interviews and royal events for the GP. I felt bad that I hardly had time to spend with her, but she understood better than anyone about all my media appearances. Tonight would be special, surrounded by all my close friends. 

I smirked knowing I would have some special alone time tonight with Bella, after we returned from the club. I finished my shower and wrapped a towel around my waist. I spent a few minutes applying some lotions and deodorant. I slipped on my boxers and sweatpants and stepped out of the bathroom.

I saw Bella sitting quietly on the bed, a solemn look on her face. I knew that look, she was internalizing something. I shot her a glance, giving her a chance to tell me what was going on. Her eyes looked puffy, almost like she was crying, and not because she was happy. Part of me likely already knew the answer, I wasn't blind to what was occurring the entire weekend with Monica's presence. 

"What's wrong mon ange?" I asked.

She looked up at me, instantly smiling. I watched her swallow all her emotions and quickly stand up. "Nothing baby, everything is okay. My turn to shower" she says as she pecked my lips and hurried into the bathroom. 

I hear the door lock behind her and I lost my opportunity to talk to her. I knew she was keeping this to herself because she didn't want to "ruin" my celebrations. I knew her better than she knew herself. In reality I couldn't care about partying or celebrating. Bella meant the world to me and I needed to make sure she was okay. I made a mental note to talk to her tonight when we got back. 

I spent the next 30 minutes replying to some of the messages I got from friends and family, congratulating me on my win. The bathroom door re-opened and Bella stood there in a gorgeous red dress, one I hadn't seen before. It was off the shoulder and fell right to her knees, the perfect mixture of sexy and classy.

"Do you like my dress baby? I got it the other day to celebrate your win. The win I knew you would get" she said. My heart clenched at the fact that she bought the dress in advance, assuming I would win. This woman had so much faith in me, sometimes more than I had in myself. I was so lucky to have her in my life.

My eyes raked over her figure, taking in all her beauty. I couldn't believe this woman was mine. "You look breathtaking Bella. The dress is stunning, even though the dress would look better on the bedroom floor" I said while walking over to her. My eyes were filled with lust, I wanted nothing more than to bend her over and make her scream my name all night. I turned her towards the mirror, wrapping my arms around her waist. I began peppering kisses down her neck, the scent of fresh rose filling my nostrils. 

"Charlie, we don't have time" she said while giggling. While I knew she was right, I didn't want to stop. I groaned and placed a final kiss on the side of her head.

"Ok, ok, but tonight you're all mine." She turned to face me, wrapping her arms around my neck. She pulled me towards her, kissing me deeply, then pulling away. "I'm always yours."