❝Falling for him wasn't falling at all. It was walking into a house and suddenly knowing you're home.❞
In which Hollywood actress Alexandra Heroux returns to the world of F1 after almost a decade, only to fall for Charles Leclerc.
With her turbule...
Lexi nodded confidently. "Absolutely. I've had my fair share of action scenes in heels."
Carlos looked intrigued. "Good point." He frowned at Charles for a moment before turning to Lexi. "Wait, didn't you do that whole acrobatic thing-,"
"Don't spoil the surprise." She cut across Carlos with a mischievous grin.
"Alright, the only way to settle this is with a race."
Both Lexi and Charles turned to him, surprised by the suggestion. Charles chuckled and shook his head. "A race? Seriously?"
Carlos grinned, his competitive spirit evident. "Why not? We'll have a short 100m sprint on the track. If Lexi wins - or even manages to finish the race, we'll know she can handle heels. If not, well, it's flats for the next escape."
Lexi looked at Charles with a playful smirk. "Are you up for the challenge, or are you scared I'll leave you behind?"
Lexi poked her tongue out at Charles. "You're going down, fucker."
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Carlos:
Everyone meet at the starting line in 10 minutes
Lewis:
Why?
Romain:
What's going on?
Carlos:
Lexi and Charles are having a race
Charles:
I told Lexi I don't think she can run in heels
Valtteri:
You've literally never seen any of her movies, have you?
Charles:
Is it that obvious?
George:
500 on Lexi to win.
Daniel:
Don't be cheap.
5K on Lexi to win.
Lando:
1K on Charles
Charles:
To win?
Lando:
No, to lose.
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