A Charles x dark!reader novella in which the reader's affection corrupts the racing star, driving him away from the car and towards what could become one of the greatest scandals in the sport's history.
18+ themes, reader discretion advised.
Two truths and a lie, you tell yourself as you enter the club.
The bouncer does a passable salute as you walk past him, giving him the slightest breeze of a hand across his waist.
One: You are not looking to score tonight, by either of the definitions.
Your eyes adapt to the darkness interrupted by the flashing of the lights in a distant room as you get your stamp, the worker asking you questions about your night you give half-assed answers to.
Two: You will stick with your friends, do what they want to do, and end the night at their side.
Boys move past you as you walk through them, giving them enough time to part of their own volition – and they all do, for the price of a smile and a tempting look.
Three: You will not corrupt.
You reach your friends and they lead you to the table in the back, where drugs are scattered amongst the drinks. You take a pill, knowing whatever it is, it's bound to be good – and you feel the buzz in your system, the colours intensifying, and the feeling of detachment from the floor pouring over you.
Already, you are looking out. The crowd is full tonight and the room reeks of sweat, spilled drinks, of the needs and the wants and people who are looking for someone to spend the night with, to bury their sorrows or sins in. You lick the rim of the drink you'd taken off the table, saltiness sending shivers down your spine.
Lights flash, then slow down, illuminating each corner of the room. The room tenses—the beat is about to drop—and the spirit of the night reveals itself as your sight lands on a pretty boy with a recognisable face, and phones pointed in his direction.
A sense of elation—a rush of adrenaline—washes over you. He doesn't look your way, not yet, but you know where the night is about to take you.
Plot twist, you chuckle to yourself. Those were all lies.
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introducing the reader as the person who takes monaco's golden boy on the journey of a lifetime: sex, drugs, and rock and roll. as the reader's affection corrupts the racing star, driving him away from the car and towards what could become one of the greatest scandals in the sport's history.
18+ only, as themes of substance abuse, toxic relationships and sexual content are present in varying degrees. heavily inspired by hozier's song from eden.
