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When Charles Leclerc becomes the new Don of the Ferrari mafia family, he makes a radical move: choosing an omega not from Italy, but from the cold shadows of the disgraced Red Bull syndicate. Max Verstappen is quiet, broken, and far from what tradition expects—but power in the mafia world bends around hierarchy, and an omega at the Don’s side changes everything.
OR A story of unspoken power, fractured trust, and the sharp edge of tenderness in a world that doesn’t forgive softness.
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Jenson sniffed, a faint but familiar smell hitting his nose. It took him a second to work it out before he snickered softly.
“You smell like Mark,” he stated, and in turn Seb only buried himself deeper into Jenson’s embrace, shifting his head slightly to give him a kiss right on his heart.
“Hmmm, yes went to see him,” Seb mumbled.
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- Part 1 of doin’ dirt
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In a world ruled by duty and divine law, Prince Nico was never given the luxury of choice. Amongst a hall of sharp-tongued suitors and watchful eyes, he was bound to a fate he could neither fight nor flee. Yet on the night he tried, it was a stranger’s hand, a king’s hand, that reached out to help him escape. Who could have known that the man who offered him freedom would become the very one to bind him to his heart?
Married to a king from a land as vast and untamed as the sea, Nico fears he has only traded one gilded cage for another. But Lewis, his betrothed and then his husband, defies every expectation... every impression hes ever had. Beneath his crown lies a quiet gentleness, a vulnerability that mirrors Nico’s own. An almost hidden need to belong as well.
And as Lewis keeps the door to freedom open, waiting to see which path Nico takes. He begins to wonder...
If the cage no longer locks, and the hand that now held him only wants to see him fly? could he learn to spread his wings?
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“Is it really so unbelievable?” Max’s frowns, noting the doubtful looks still pointed at him.
He glances back at the picture of Charles on his phone — his features softening briefly because it’s Charles — before tucking it back in his pocket to glare at his so-called friends.
“Well, you’re a little bit of an asshole, mate,” Lando says, ever so blunt. He gives Max a brief once over, his brows knitting in what looked to be extreme confusion and even a little judgement before he continues, “And, no offence, but he looks a little too out of your league.”
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The 5 times nobody believed Max had a boyfriend, and the 1 time they did.
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There’s someone standing in his kitchen.
He looks young, maybe close to Max’s age, with messy dark brown hair that’s pulled back from his face by a red bandana, and he’s leaning against the kitchen counter like he’s supposed to be here.
Max’s first rather unhelpful thought is; fuck, he’s gorgeous. His second, more reasonable thought is;
“Who the fuck are you?”
“Charles Leclerc,” the man smiles. It's a little bit dazzling and Max is not at all distracted by it. He extends his hand for Max to shake. “I’m your new executive sous chef.”
Or: Max is very happy with his life, thank you very much. He has his restaurant, his team, and two Michelin stars at the age of 24. He definitely does not need some pretentious Monegasque chef coming in and throwing everything into chaos.
Except, maybe he does.

