Game on. | c.l & p.g x reader

Game on. | c.l & p.g x reader

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Fanfic
Formula 1
Xreader
Romance
Love Triangle
She didn't come back to be seen. And yet... they both noticed. Twelve years after a crash shattered everything, Y/n Auclair returns to the paddock...quieter, guarded, no longer anyone's secret. But some things don't fade. Not the way Pierre watches her like she still belongs to a past they never finished. Not the way Charles smiles like he could rewrite it all. One knows too much. The other doesn't know enough. And in the space between them, everything starts to burn. Because here, the rivalries are personal. The stakes are emotional. And this time, it's not just about the race. It's about her. Game on.
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Sticking around was never her intention. She just wanted to watch one race and the people around her made everything in their power to keep her there. The upside down came into her life once she accepted that job offer and started traveling around the world along with the Formula 1 teams. And it was not because the sport had its way of sucking you deep in its hellhole and bleeding you dry. It was all because of him. Because of his green eyes and his cute dimples she tried so hard to ignore and forget. "Will you stay if I tell you I love you?" she asked, her voice low and weak. He approached her and brought his hands to her cheeks. He wiped her tears with his thumbs as he held her face into his hands. "No, mon cœur. You're scared to love me, and hearing you say those words won't make me stay because I know they're not true. " (The story is a product of fiction.)

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