Luciana's point of view

'Okay, hold still. Yes just like that!', Charles is really good at modeling.

'How much longer? I hate this', he sighs.

'We're done actually,  I'll just clean this mess, you can go', I place the camera in the protective case.

'Princess, I'll help you', he grabs the lightbox and folds it.

'Thank you, Charles, I appreciate it'

The photoshoot turned out amazing, he looks amazing, really.

'Let's get something to eat, shall we?', Charles grabs the last bag filled with stuff.

'Yes, I'm starving', I smile.

When we walk out of the door the whole street is filled with camera's.

'Mon dieu', Charles whispers under his breath.

'My thoughts exactly'

He waves to the camera's and I take a step back, this is his moment, not mine.

'Charles! Please can we ask some questions?', one of the crews yells.

'You can, not sure if I'll answer them though', he laughs, so does the crew.

'You and Miss Vasseur... are you two a thing?', someone yells.

Charles turns around and looks at me as if he's asking me for permission to say yes or something.

'No, I'm sorry sir we cannot make you happy with that one, Charles and I are just friends who happen to work with each other', I walk towards the people.

'We actually just finished shooting a new photoshoot! Since I am still his personal content creator we spend a lot of time with each other, so we get the confusion', I smile at them.

'Thank you Luciana!', someone shouts.

'Charles will you win tomorrow?', some guy asks him.

'I kinda made a bet, so I have to', he laughs and opens the car door for me.

'What kind of bet?', a small girl asks.

'It's a secret, but it will make me very happy', he pats her head and also gets in the car.

He waves to the crowd and he drives away.

'A bet huh? Don't know anything about that', I smirk.

'Shut up, you know you want me to win', he says.

'Hello my name is Olivia and I'll be your waiter today, what can I get you both?', the girl asks.

'A water and a salad for me please', I tell her.

'You sure? I'm getting a burger with a diet coke', Charles asks.

'I'm not sure your trainer would be happy with that', I laugh. 'I'll take the same as you, it sounds better.'

The waiter nods and walks off.

'Are you nervous for tomorrow?', I ask him, his beautiful eyes looking at mine.

'Not at all, I've got all the luck I need', he smiles.

'God, I wish I could kiss you right now, right here... I want to feel your lips again', Charles sighs.

'Keep your voice down! What if someone hears', I hiss.

'Then they'll know too'

The man behind Charles gets up from his table and walks away, which reminds me to lower my voice

'Charles this is not a game for me, this is my life, I am your boss... we can't let anything like that happen again okay?', the sparkle in his eyes disappears.

'It was nice Charles, I wanted it too, no harsh feelings, we just can't act on them any further okay? I still love you as my dearest friend', I whisper.

'Yea, I understand', he coughs.

'I'll be right back', Charles gets up and excuses himself to go to the bathroom.

I check my phone.

I notice I have a lot of notifications.

Sien <3

Luci, check your Instagram NOW!!! ASAP!!!

What?

I open Instagram.

I let my head fall into my hands.

Fuck fuck fuck.

How the fuck did this happen? We were so fucking careful?

NOTHING FUCKING HAPPENED, NO ONE COULD'VE KNOWN.

'Luciana', Charles is standing next to me.

Something about him saying my full name is throwing me off.

'You saw it, didn't you?', I ask.

He nods and grabs his jacket.

'Let's go, this place will be packed in just a few minutes, we gotta get home.'

I get up and put on my jacket.

'Here, put this on', he grabs a pair of sunglasses out of his pocket and gives them to me.

I put on the sunglasses, much too big for my head, but I think that might be on purpose.

He puts on his own pair and gestures for me to get in the car.

'Charles I-'

'Shut up Luciana, please, I don't mean to be rude but please shut up for five minutes so I'll figure something out', he tries to stay calm but I can see his anger rising.

He isn't saying this to hurt me, but it still stings a little.

He types something on his phone and then puts it on speaker.

'Nicolas, what the fuck do I do?', Charles asks

Nicolas is his manager, Nicolas Todt.

'Charles, is it true? Are you two together, be honest with me Leclerc'.

Charles looks at me and I feel tears forming.

'Fucking- No! Okay yes, not really, fuck Nicolas'

'Charles, the truth now'

'Yes, we are not together but we have kissed, we are not in love but there are feelings', I say.

Charles turns to me.

'There are feelings?', he asks.

I shrug.

'How can you do this to me, Charles, we could've prevented this. Why don't you get a girl outside of the Formula One world', Nicolas says.

'Stop the guilt tripping and find a way to help me', Charles hisses.

'Luciana have you talked to your father yet?', he asks me.

'No, I have not'

'I assume he is busy or hasn't seen it yet', Nicolas says. 'Come to the Ferrari Headquarters right this moment and we'll figure it out'.

Charles starts the car and he immediately drives away.

This is going to be a very very very long day.

'Mon Amour,' My dad walks towards me. 'Just know I am not mad at you', he opens his arms and hugs me.

'Papa, I'm sorry, I really am', I know how much he hates PR meetings, scandals etc.

'My sweet daughter, don't you apologize, the media is harsh, they always will be. If we have to blame someone it should be me, I chose to let you grow up in this life, in the life where you'll always be famous. Some people are meant for it, some people not', he kisses my forehead.

'Don't blame yourself, papa, we shouldn't blame anyone'.

'Listen, guys, the PR team and I talked about it and we really only have one solution,' Nicolas walks in.

'Which is?', I sit down at the round table.

'Look we know it sucks but... it might be better if Luciana resigns', Silvia and Mia, his PR team is sitting directly across me.

Resign?

I lose my job?

They're firing me?