It was 2am here in Monaco. I was watching some tik toks before I went to bed. Tonight was the Monaco Grand Prix and my fiancé, Charles Leclerc took home his first P1 home race trophy so it became a huge celebration afterwards. Like when I say huge, I mean huge! Normally I wouldn't have come back without him but it had already wore me out by midnight.
I put my phone down and started settling into bed when I started to get a phone call from Charles.
I'm sure he's calling me drunk but to let me know he's on his way so I picked up.
"I'm so sorry!" He started to sob. I could also hear screaming in the back. Couldn't make out who but sounded like Daniel and Max.
"Huh? What? What's wrong?" I said loudly. I started to get worried and thought something happened to him but the boys screaming in the back kinda gave me mixed emotions and that's when I heard it.
"How fucking dare you do that to her Charles! She loves you man!" Daniel yelled... I knew immediately.
"Did you?" I asked as I started to cry. My voice breaking.
"I'm so sorry bellissimio." He sobbed.
Our wedding is in a month exactly... how could he?
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FanfictionLana Shereé and Charles Leclerc had been dating for 4 years before one night after the Monaco Grand Prix, he made a mistake that he knew was not going to be easy to fix. But what happens when Lana's Father becomes the new general manager of Scuderia...
