Sex Scandal {Charles Leclerc}

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So guys... Idk what the say to be honest.

This has some fun in it, some drama, some happiness. Let's just say even through the chaos of last chapter and it's consequences, things are looking up!

Yey!

Enjoy!

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Practice day was a lot. Not just because of the obvious driving, but because of the amount of people swarming around Kyra and Max, partially even Charles. It wasn't just reporters, but drivers, fans and managers too.
Mario was the first one go get to them, waiting in the hotel lobby for Kyra and Charles. He asked a bunch of questions, not seeming very happy, but eventually he figured it was alright. As long as Kyras relationship to a RedBull driver did not interfere with her duties as a bodyguard, there was nothing he could legally do about it.

On track Charles and Kyra made sure to be close to Max, making it more believable. The trio forced their way through crowds, answering the questions they'd prepared the perfect answers for, the others they just turned down with a smile.

Most of the other drivers just gave them supportive remarks, laughing and patting Max's shoulder. Charles wondered it they would be as happy for him if he was the one announcing his relationship with Kyra.

Max was a surprisingly good actor, Kyra had to admit. She'd been a bit worried about that, since she only knew Max as a straightforward, say what you think kind of guy, but he was fantastic today. Turning to her every now and then, smiling, reaching for her when he was talking about her.

If she didn't know any better even she would have believed he was in love with her. Charles next to her seemed to think the same, judging by his tense shoulders and forced smile.
Kyra wanted to do nothing more than kiss him, make sure he was alright, but that was out of the question at the moment. Tonight she could show him just how much she loved him though...

»Max, can you confirm that it really is you kissing Charles bodyguard in this picture?« The group was stopped by a reporter, almost having Kyra and Charles bump into the Dutch driver.

Curiously Kyra glanced over her fake boyfriends shoulder as she was probably the only person who hadn't seen it yet. She felt a bit annoyed at herself, seeing how careless she seemed to be on the picture. Just kissing Charles all out in the open... of course something like this was going to happen.

»Well, she's wearing my jacket, isn't she?« Max answered with another question, grinning at the reporter smugly. He really played his roll well. »But yes, this is me kissing her. We are going out. If you could tell that to everyone else so people stop asking us questions, that would be amazing of you.«

The reporter seemed to realize that Max wasn't very keen on talking to her anymore, so she turned to Kyra, who was taken a bit by surprise.

»What about you? How do you feel dating one of the biggest stars in F1?«

»Hah!« Kyra laughed, her eyes wandering up to Max, who was smiling back at her. »This will sound weird, but it feels like I'm dating just a regular guy and I mean that in a good way. He never rubs his achievements or fame under my nose. He's just... Max, you know?«

»Sure...« The reporter didn't know, but just skipped to the next question, apparently having a lot to get through. »And how does it work? You work for Charles, having to be around him all the time. How do you even date Max?«