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Charles draws his sword.
Max stares at him. "Here? Now?"
"Don't tell me you're scared to lose again," Charles mocks.
And, well, that just pisses Max right off.
Rival knights Max and Charles are set to compete in the most prestigious tournament in the kingdom. Fucking and fighting, as it turns out, are kind of the same thing.
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27 Jun 2026
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Max Verstappen, Formula 1’s sharpest investigative journalist, thinks he’s about to land the story of the year by cornering Charles Leclerc for an exclusive.
Charles Leclerc, the grid’s most beautiful and most gossiped-about omega, thinks Max is about to learn a very different lesson about what makes a headline.
The line between source and story gets very, very blurry.
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25 Jun 2026
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Max Verstappen regressed to his 20 year old self after a crash, he finds his way back to Charles and they make the best of their time.
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23 Jun 2026
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Rapid fire thoughts in French pour into his head, each more hysterical sounding than the last. He recognizes “merde”, “putain”, and “pensée” and that’s it. Unhelpful.
“Charles,” he murmurs, slightly apologetic, “French.”
Charles’ eyes get even bigger, his eyebrows shooting up to his hairline. He makes a noise that if Max were a slightly less merciful person he would call a squeak. Watching him make the absolutely unhinged connection in real time is fascinating. Then carefully, in tentative English, You are hearing my thoughts?
Miserable, Max nods. Then shrugs. Fuck.
“Max,” Charles practically hisses, his grip on Max’s hand going tighter. The pinprick of his nails feels like the only thing connecting Max to the earth. “What the fuck?”
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Or, the year Max turns thirty, he spends about a month mid-season being able to read minds via physical touch. Charles is there too.
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22 Jun 2026
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Craning his neck behind them, Daniel laughs his loud, creaky hyena laugh. “Don’t look now, but he’s still watching.”
“Who?”
“Chuck.”
“Chuck. There’s no way he lets you call him that,” Max says, voice rife with disbelief. He also can’t help it—he turns around, jostling Daniel’s arm over his shoulder to look back toward the media pen. Charles is in fact still watching them disappear down the paddock. His head is tilted to one side, a look of consideration on his pretty face. He doesn’t look actively upset, but he doesn’t look particularly happy either. Fuck.
“He doesn’t let me do anything. I just sort of do it and he laughs and blushes and looks at me with his big cow eyes.”
“Big cow eyes,” Max repeats, disbelieving yet again.
“Not actually, but sort of,” Daniel says, grin making his eyes crinkle. What the fuck.
“He’s blushing at you?” Max sounds petulant. Jealous, even. He needs to get a grip.
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All the rookies love Max. Except for one.
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22 Jun 2026