Sex Scandal {Charles Leclerc}

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Okay guys!

As promised here is todays chapter, putting an end to the cliffhanger I left you with yesterday :)

I hope you'll like it!

Enjoy!

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Charles was walking towards the parking lot with Carlos when he heard the scream.

It made his blood freeze, the pain and terror in it alarmed the man. He had no idea who it was or what was happening, but the natural instinct of having to stop whatever was going on took over.

Another scream cut through the night, just as Carlos turned his head towards his team mate. Worry was written across the Spaniards face and he asked, quietly, »Isn't that Kyra?«

That was when it clicked in Charles' brain and he started running. He hadn't even considered that it could be his girlfriend screaming until Carlos had said so. It just wasn't... possible that it was her, right?

Kyra was strong. She knew how to fight. Multiple times Charles had seen her get into more than dangerous situations and she'd always come out on top.

Sprinting towards the direction the yelling had come from, he was convinced he would prove Carlos wrong. This wasn't her. It was someone else. It had to be.

The closer they got to the back of the parking lot, the clearer the noise became. A high voice was speaking, one that Charles identified as Katherine's.

A hot, frightening feeling spread through Charles limbs and he sped up. It became harder and harder to believe that it was not Kyra, Katherine was speaking to. Who else would the blonde be after?

Even more worrying was the fact that no one else was speaking. It was just the older woman's voice, shrill and angry.

Passing another car Charles finally got full view on what was going on.

As expected it was Katherine, pulling on someone's leg. The body sliding across the concrete ground was limp, obviously too heavy for the rather short blonde. She'd made it to the car somehow and was just opening the door.

»Kyra!« Charles called, recognizing his girlfriends shape and dark curls even in the bad lighting coming from the few streetlights there were. »Kyra!«

Katherine, who apparently hadn't paid much attention to her surroundings, flinched at the sound of his panicked voice. When she looked up and saw Charles and Carlos standing in an immediate distance, her eyes grew wide,

For a moment everyone was frozen in place. The two men were processing the scene and Katherine was considering how to get out of this.

She'd never get Kyra inside the car and drive off before they'd catch up. Maybe she'd make it into the car herself... Fighting surely wasn't an option. They were much stronger than her, even with a knife.

And making Kyra disappear was one thing. She was a nobody. Two Formula 1 drivers were a different story though...

So Katherine went for her best option: fleeing.

Dropping Kyra to the floor with a hollow thud, she bolted for the door on the driver side of her car. Panicked she realized that it wouldn't open. As she fought with the handle, she could hear steps approaching at high speed.