COMPLETED STORY ANNOUNCEMENT
Hey everyone,
I wanted to share something a little different this time, this story is fully written and completely posted. No waiting, no delays, just the full journey from start to finish.
No More Secrets, Mon Chéri
(Max Verstappen × Charles Leclerc)
This is the shortest multi-chapter fic I’ve written so far (excluding one-shots), with 9 chapters total. It may be short, but it’s emotionally intense.
What to expect:
A dark-ish Lestappen AU featuring a Stripper x Hidden Identity trope, obsession, secrets, power imbalance, emotional hurt/comfort, praise kink, dom/sub undertones, and two deeply flawed men who hurt and heal each other in equal measure.
⚠️ Content warning:
Explicit smut and heavy angst.
A happy ending is guaranteed but the road to it is not easy.
Summary:
Max Verstappen is one bad month away from losing everything — overdue rent, student loans, and two exhausting jobs. When stripping at Le Mirage becomes his last option, his first night goes badly… until a man in the shadows decides Max is no longer available to anyone else.
Charles Leclerc is enigmatic, generous, and impossible to read. He never takes anyone home until Max shows up.
A single violent incident, a desperate hotel night, and a contract that was never meant to turn into something real.
Secrets unravel, feelings deepen and when the truth finally comes out that he's an artist, not monster... what remains is raw, honest, and theirs.
Thank you to everyone who reads, supports, and engages with my work. It truly means a lot.
--- YLEUA™
your local emotionally unstable author™
(because even chaos deserves a branding)
https://www.wattpad.com/story/407425512