*this chapter contains mature content (one of my personal bests i think🫣)*
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❝ former formula one race driver. ❞
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THE NARROW LANES OF ENSTONE, England, wind beneath the overcast sky, casting a shadow over the quaint countryside. It's a far cry from the glitzy circuits and bustling cities they're accustomed to.
They ditched the private jet and decided to drive the 15 hours from Monaco because they thought a little road trip would do them good... they took multiple turns at manning the wheel, at playing navigator, and at requesting they stop at at nearby gas station to pee or buy snacks. This was the kind of car rides they enjoyed the most; just the two of them.
It was a chill journey, not much thought was put into it. And the same could be said for how they viewed the supposed official business they were to attend that day.
Just for funsies.
And so, here they are now, finally at their destination.
But obviously, something is... slightly off.
Charles grips the steering wheel of the Porsche 911, his brows furrowed in mild frustration as he navigates the unfamiliar terrain. Andie, beside him in the passenger seat, watches her husband with a lighthearted glint in her eyes.
"Oh dear, we've got a professional race driver lost in the English countryside." Andie chuckles, glancing at the road signs.
"Baby..." Charles rolls his eyes, "Please shut up."
"This is just gold." She glances at him, an amused grin playing on her lips, "A reigning Formula One champion, humbled by the roads less traveled."
Charles lets out a chuckle, glancing at her with a sheepish grin, "Well, I'm more used to following a racing line, not Google Maps."
"Don't worry, amore." She playfully pats his arm, "We'll get there. Just don't expect any bonus points for your navigation skills."
"Oh, if only the kids see me now..." He softly smiles.
Andie purses her lips into a playful simper, "You'll definitely be teaching them a lesson on how even the best drivers get embarrassingly lost."
"Yeah, I think it was best we left them with my maman..."
She shakes her head and rolls her eyes, but at the mention of their kids, she started to wonder, "I hope the milk I left with them is enough until tomorrow..."
"You left two months worth of breastmilk with them, babe." He widens his eyes, incredulous, "They'll be fine."
"You can never be so sure. Cai is a milk monster..."
