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Getaway Car

LECTURAS 530
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LECTURAS 530
Votos 1
Partes 8
Hora 1h 45m

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"Don't pretend it's a mystery, think about the place you first met me." 

Why should I not leave you? 

I could give you a million reasons, mon coeur, but there is one that sticks out in my head.

And that is? 

Me. The thought of you leaving me makes me want to pay Lewis to crash his car into mine and hope to God I die in that car. 

After Alexandra Saint Mleux and Charles Leclerc have one of the most dramatic breakups, F1 and Scuderia Ferrari rush to clean up the PR problem. They hire Valentina Corbett, an F1 presenter to fake being Charles's girlfriend. But there's a problem: Valentina hates Charles, that hatred goes back to when they were children. But what happens when hate turns into fiery passion and they realize that they physically cannot live without each other? 

Tropes:

Childhood rivals

Enemies to Lovers

Fake Dating

**ALSO, THIS IS JUST A PURE WORK OF FICTION, I DO WISH THE BEST FOR CHARLES AND ALEX AND CARMEN AND GEORGE**Todos los derechos reservados

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