My driver | charlos

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Charles pov:

The sound of applause filled the whole space Everyone who was here was calling my name

Today I get the pole
And now I could be sure that it's time to finally get my first win at home ,Monaco!
can I win tomorrow? and take the cup home?
  after this race, I will enjoy my summer vacation.

I saw Riki coming towards me with a big smile on his face
"P1, yeah?
This is the golden boy of the Ferrari! "
He said with great excitement and hit me on the shoulder

"Keep this sentence, because you are going to repeat it again and again tomorrow"
He nodded his head in approval
" This is what the whole team wants from you
Charles Get it! And bring that damn trophy home"
"I'm afraid to spoil it, Ricky
I'm afraid that something will happen that I won't be able to win like every year "
He came forward and took both sides of my shoulders
"It won't happen, you shouldn't let it happen ,
This is your home and it is your right to win at home for once "
He repeated like a father.
I gathered myself with his words
I knew that I would not let anything stop me from winning.

.....

After training and rehearsing the strategy for tomorrow, I went to my car to go home
It was almost 10 pm and contrary to my expectation, the streets were really quiet And this is the strangest thing that can happen in Monaco

Here, people celebrate after 10
I looked in the mirror and saw a black Ferrari behind me It was not strange to see these cars here So I just looked away from that and turned to the road

Before I enter the yard of the house  the same black Ferrari turned in front of me and prevented me from entering the building
I frowned in shock
Another car stopped behind me And some people goy out from it Now I had no way forward or back
I was a little scared  looked at a man who got down from a Ferrari
He fixed his white shirt
And he straightened his forehead
He leaned on his car and stared at me with a grin

I was a little scared by his look
Few people approached him

He winked at me with his big brown eyes
And pointed to one of the people
A tall man came to the car and knocked on the window
"Sir, please get out of the car, my boss wants to talk to you" I knew that if I didn't listen to them, they could even destroy the car
So I nodded slowly And  unlocked the car And I got out of it
"what do you want from me ?"I tried to say it without shaking my voice

While I was holding the car door in my hand
and I was squeezing it tightly because of my anxiety
saw him lower his head
" We want to talk, isn't it a good night to talk? "
he said in a thick voice
I could recognize his accent, but I didn't know where it was for
"talking about what ?"
He raised his head and fixed his brown eyes on me
"about your job" He took a step forward and took his back from the car
"Are you a Ferrari driver? Am I right?"

Spanish! His accent is Spanish!
"Right, and you?" His grin grew bigger
"It doesn't matter who I am, it is matter what I want to say ,
you have to lose tomorrow Mr. Leclerc"

I felt my eyes widening and blood circulating in my veins I left the car door and slammed it hard and stood in front of him
"What did you mean by this?"
He was not surprised by my move and just stood there
"You must lose, golden boy"
" never! "I shouted out loud

He laughed
" If you didn't start first tomorrow, you wouldn't even be worth it to me, and I'd just let everyone else pass you by. But...
you start first, and I want you to know that no matter what you do, you cannot win!!!
So just ignore everything and let Alonso go, okay?
You can get money instead.
As much as I got in betting, 10% of it is for you, What is good for you? So much,
it could last you for years-"