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Charles y Liv se conocen una noche en un bar y la atracción física entre ellos es instantánea. Lo que comienza por una casualidad poco a poco se transforma en algo habitual y culmina en una amistad donde predominan los beneficios. Pero cuando pasas tanto tiempo con alguien es difícil no llegar a conocerla. Aunque Liv este segura de que Charles no siente nada por ella, todos dicen lo contrario. Entonces ¿Es solo sexo o hay algo más entre ellos? ¿Quién dijo que aceptar tus sentimientos es algo fácil? *Word count: 295.000 palabras ― capítulo 121* [N/A] Nuevo capítulo lunes, horario aprox: 16hs 🇬🇹 | 🇳🇮 | 17hs 🇲🇽 | 🇨🇴 18hs 🇩🇴 | 19hs 🇦🇷 | 🇨🇱 | 1am 🇪🇸

» 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐳𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬 ᴀ ʀᴇɴᴅᴇᴢᴠᴏᴜꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ, ᴏꜰᴛᴇɴ ᴀ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴏɴᴇ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴄᴜʟᴀʀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ. 𝘼 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙇𝙚𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙧𝙘 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘 Cover made by @BeautyShineEditorial and @KaruraDesign

Somewhere in Tuscany, two people cross paths- one lost and one making the most out of a month of freedom. No responsibilities. No expectations. No judgements. It's just them and the countryside. Could this be the escape they badly crave or just a disaster waiting to happen? Ranked #1 Charles | 07.16.22 Ranked #4 Charles Leclerc | 07.01.22 Ranked #2 F1 | 06.20.23 06.03.22 - 08.15.22

The past and the present. Then and now. Hate and love. Or was there never hate and only just love? -- This isn't just a typical story, this is a story with a fantastic crossover. This book is connected with @formula1islife's book; Lost and Found. Our storylines will crossover at many points. We highly recommend adding both of our books to your library so you can keep up with the storylines!

Life with her smelled like fresh lemons with a bit of mint aside. Sour, yet gratifying, since it was the perfect combination. He could taste her love on the tip of his tongue. It savoured like just a baked sweet cinnamon roll with a little bit of chilli hidden inside. She knew how to make everything piquant but then calm the whole situation with her sweetness. Her euphonic giggles that echoed in his ears reminded him of a lullaby. The smell of her perfume was floating down the stairs. It scented like vanilla ice-cream cones under an October sky; benumbing but delicious. Her love made him feel like there was too much going on at once, yet it was so wonderfully simple, putting him at ease. But as much as love tends to be flowers, holding hands and cute dates, it's just one part of it. Sometimes it's about whether we should hold on or let go. There are times when letting go and making sacrifices means love.

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