Whispers in the rain | charles leclerc *ੈ✩

Part 1 🩷 : Chapter 15 : Lover

Authors note : smut incoming !!

Jules🌟
Charles was taken back by Lorenzo's words, his face contorting with a mixture, disbelief, and anger. The dining room that moments ago was filled with the warmth of the meal that we had prepared together was now a battleground.

"What are you doing?" Charles demanded his voice trembling with barely contained fury.

Lorenzo leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms, defensively. "Charles, you're risking everything. Bringing a girl like her, into our lives.... Have you been thought about the consequences? And what this would do to your career? To our families, reputation?"

I felt my heart sink and my eyes with tears. Pascal looked between her sons and disappointment hit deeply into her face, "Lorenzo, that's enough," she said softly, but her eldest son ignored her.

"Do you even realise who she is?" Lorenzo continued his voice, raising. "She's Max Verstappen's sister. Max. Your biggest competitor. Do you think the media won't twist this into something scandalous? Everything we worked for, everything that dad worked for would be at risk."

Charles slammed his fist on the table, causing the dishes at to rattle, "This has nothing to do with Max, and it certainly has nothing to do with you. I love her, Lorenzo. This is my life, not yours."

"Not mine?" Lorenzo, shot back, leaning forward aggressively. "Everything you do affects this family Charles. Everything that dad worked for, everything I sacrificed, and now you're willing to throw it away for some girl."

I felt the tears all over, running down my cheeks. "Lorenzo, I-" I tried to interject.

"She's not just some girl," Charles said his voice rising with each word. "She's the woman I love. Why can't you see that? Why can't you just be happy for me?"

Lorenzo scoffed shaking his head. "Happy for you? You think I'm not happy for you? I'm trying to protect you. To protect all of us. You think this is a fairy tale? That love conquers all? Grow up Charles. The real world doesn't work like that."

Pascale stood up, trying to calm the situation , "Lorenzo sit down. We can talk about this calmly."

But Charles had had enough, he stood up, pointing towards the door, "No mom, Lorenzo needs to leave. Now."

Lorenzo's eyes filled with a mixture of hurt and anger as he met Charles gaze, "You're making a big mistake," he said quietly. "And when everything falls apart, don't come crying to me."

" Lorenzo," Pascale said her voice, a mix of force and sadness. "Please, let's not do this."

Charles didn't budge. "Leave Lorenzo. I don't want to see you right now."

Lorenzo hesitated for a moment. He then stood up, pushing his chair back with his screech and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. The silence that followed, was oppressive, wrapping around us like a suffocating blanket.

Charles took a deep breath, turning to face me. His eyes were filled with love and apology. " Jules, I'm so sorry."

I shook my head, tears, still streaming down my face , "I am sorry. I don't want to come between you and your family."

Pascale, step forward, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder and author, just give me a smile.

"This isnt your fault, Julia. Lorenzo just needs time to understand. He's protective of Charles, he'll come around." She said.

In charles' bedroom after dinner.

I felt a really bad, knot tightening in my stomach as I played Lorenzo's harsh words all over and over again in my mind. I never wanted to come between Charles and his family, and I was now the reason for this painful rift.