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[sunny44]

Marriage (Part 7)

Pairing: Max Verstappen x ex!fianceé

Warnings: sickness

Summary: Max leaves his fiancée y/n at the altar on their wedding day but after years of regretting what he did, by a miracle of fate (or Lando) she appears in his life again.

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Months passed, and Mason and I were doing well. After our trip to Spain, we faced some challenges, but with time, we managed to sort things out. The fact that Max wasn't a constant presence in our daily lives made things easier.

Today, Mason had a charity event to attend, and I was accompanying him. I usually don't enjoy such events because the focus tends to be on me, and people don't have many positive things to say about my appearance.

During the event, as we sat at the dinner table, laughing and talking, I noticed Christian, Checo, and Max approaching.

"Good evening," Christian greeted as an event staff member indicated that this was their table.

"Good evening," Mason and I responded simultaneously.

"Hey, everyone," Max said, and luckily, Christian took the seat next to me.

"Hello," I replied, quickly shifting my attention back to Mason.

As they served dinner, Mason's chosen dish arrived, and looking at it made my stomach churn.

"Are you okay?" Max asked, and Mason looked at me.

"Love."

"I need to go to the bathroom." I rushed off and went to the restroom.

I barely made it to the bathroom, and I think I vomited everything I had eaten in the past few days. The door opened, and I felt someone holding my hair.

"Are you okay?" Mason asked, and as I tried to answer, I vomited again.

"I'm sorry," I replied, starting to cry.

"No need to apologize," he said, patting my back. "What happened?"

"I just felt sick out of nowhere, don't know why." I took a deep breath. "I think it might have been something I ate."

"Okay, let's go home."

I stood up, and after washing my mouth with water, we returned to the table to grab our things to leave.

"Are you okay?" Christian asked, and I could see the concerned looks from everyone.

"I'm fine, just felt unwell," I said, feeling a bit dizzy. "Can we leave?"

"Of course," Mason said, grabbing our belongings. "It was nice seeing you again; hope you enjoy the event."

"Thank you," Checo replied.

"Mason," Christian called. "The team really enjoyed your presence at the last GP and asked me to invite you both to attend the Monaco GP next weekend."

"Thank you, we'll consider it," he smiled, taking the tickets.

When we got home, I went straight to take a shower and brush my teeth to go to sleep. Besides feeling a bit dizzy, I was nauseous and tired, needing a good night's sleep.

"How are you feeling?"

"A bit better, but still not great."

"Is there anything I can do?"

"Can you make some tea for me?" He agreed and kissed my forehead.

My mind was wandering, and as I waited for Mason to return, I was scrolling through Instagram and came across a photo of Lauren, Declan's girlfriend, with baby Jude. Something clicked in my mind – my period was supposed to have come weeks ago, and now I realized it was late.

"Y/n." I snapped out of my thoughts as he snapped his fingers. "Are you okay? Going to vomit again?"

"No, I just got distracted." He nodded and handed me the tea.

It's safe to say I didn't sleep at all that night.

Bonus scene!

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[randomwordsonpaper]

The Invitation

by Randomwordsonpaper and adutchlover

PREVIEW of the final chapter!

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The door slides open, and Max slides in, turning to face Charles as he enters. The silence wraps around them as the doors close, the space shrinking as the elevator begins its smooth ascent.  Charles steps in closer, not quite touching, but near enough that Max can feel the heat radiating from him. His eyes trace over Max’s features, lingering on his lips before flicking back up to meet his eyes. The space between them feels charged, ready to snap. Max’s voice cuts through the tension, low and edged with amusement. “Careful, Charles. Unless you’re ready to put on a show for whoever’s watching that camera,” he tilts his head ever so slightly toward the discreet black lens in the corner, “you might want to think twice.” Charles’s gaze flicks upward, taking in the tiny lens that seems to mock his need. His jaw tightens, muscles working as he reigns in the urge to close the distance between them. “You’re the one who’s been pushing,” he mutters, the tension in his voice barely controlled. “You think I’m going to break first?” Max’s eyes narrow, and the smirk turns almost wicked. He leans in, not touching, but close enough that Charles can feel the ghost of his breath on his skin. “I don’t just think so,” he murmurs, voice dripping with promise. “I know it.” His eyes drop to Charles’s mouth, hovering, teasing. “When that door closes behind us, I’m going to have you so desperate, you’ll forget every shred of control you think you have.” Charles’s pulse quickens, the tension thrumming in his veins. His voice comes out low, challenging. “I don’t beg.”

CHAPTER 3 COMING SOON!

Haven't read chapter 1/2 yet? Click here: The Invitation

[adutchlover]

The Invitation - Chapter 3

Charles Leclerc/Max Verstappen | Ch 3/3 | 48,6K | By Randomwordsonpaper and adutchlover

Ferrari is a religion; that's what everyone says. Charles is the chosen one, destined for their altar of flowers and beliefs. It's as beautiful as it is amusing to think about, especially when Charles himself starts realizing how his spoiled and impulsive behavior might either be the solution to his problems or the cause of even bigger ones.

He sees himself exactly like this: walking down a narrow hallway with the devil's messenger behind him while clinging desperately to whatever sanity he surprisingly still has left. He’s fucked.

Actually, no. He definitely wants to be fucked. Really well, preferably. That is all that goes through his mind right now.

It was on his mind at the end of the podcast, as the host said his goodbyes, ending the podcast, and all Charles could focus on were blue eyes, graceful hands, and a subtle, teasing smile. It was on his mind when the wires were unplugged from him, when he clenched his fist for a second, relaxed his muscles, and noticed he was trembling slightly, still feeling the Dutchman’s gaze burning into him.

It was on his mind when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, pulled it out, read "Ferrari," and tucked it back. It was on his mind when they took photos with the host, signed some merch, passed through the studio doors, signed some documents, and said their goodbyes.

It was on his mind the entire time, with Max’s presence there, his hand brushing against Charles’s waist for a second as he gave him room to walk ahead and lead the way — as if Charles were the light and Max, his follower.

It’s definitely on Charles’s mind when they step out of the building and the cold Nice night wind hits his face like holy water, washing over his absurdly sinful thoughts. Tonight, he’ll have to convert, and pay for his sins. He’ll willingly kneel for it, bow at the altar, renounce his sin.

Blessed be, and all that.

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Chapter 3 is out now!

[rhaenella]

This sums up the weekend pretty well I’d say

[tutselutse]

Max back in the cool down room! Finally some proper conversations!

[enjoythebutterflies21]

Happy Max day to everyone who celebrates 🧡🥂✨

But, today is not only Max’s birthday it is also International Podcast Day

It truly is written in the stars (sorry Max) & I personally can’t wait for the next episode of the “Max Verstappen Podcast”

[marhadalittlelamb]

new location of the Max Verstappen podcast unlocked

[slayderiaferrari]

new max verstappen podcast location: on the go

[justformula1]

The Max Verstappen podcast on wheels

[racinggirl]

And I thought Vegas couldn’t get worse.

NO MAX VERSTAPPEN PODCAST AT THE END OF THE RACE??!!

EXCUSE ME??

[chaoticlandworlder]

I think this might be my fav cooldown room so far

[sunny44]

Marriage (Part 8)

Pairing: Max Verstappen x ex fiancée!reader Mason Mount x Fiancée!reader

Warnings: fights and that’s it

Summary: Max leaves his fiancée y/n at the altar on their wedding day but after years of regretting what he did, by a miracle of fate (or Lando) she appears in his life again.

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I didn't have the courage to take the test.

It had been two days since the event, and I sat on the bed, staring at a pregnancy test kit, trying to gather the courage to use it.

Mason was at training, and despite being invited by Red Bull and wanting to avoid Max, Mason's media team insisted that attending the Monaco GP would be good for his image.

That was the reason for our trip.

I used the opportunity when I needed to pee and took the test. Once done, I put it back in the box and tossed it into my bedside table.

I spent the day working to distract myself. I only realized it was evening when I felt a kiss on my forehead.

"Been here all day?" he asked.

"Yeah, had a lot of work," I replied.

"Have you eaten?"

"I only noticed the time because you arrived," I said. He chuckled and kissed my forehead again.

"Well, then I'll get something for us to eat, and you stay right there."

I continued working until he left, only stopping when he returned and we had dinner.

After we finished, we went to the bedroom. I took a shower while he got ready to sleep.

"Love, can I borrow your charger? Can't find mine." he asked.

"Sure, it's in my bedside table, first drawer." I shouted back.

After drying my hair, doing my skincare and getting dressed, I went to the room. Mason was sitting on the bed with a paper in hand and a displeased expression.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Mind explaining what this is?" He stood up and practically threw the paper at me.

It was the letter.

I took a deep breath, realizing Mason had found the letter. The atmosphere in the room shifted, filled with unspoken tension.

"Mason, I..." I began, but he interrupted.

"Just explain what the hell this is." he insisted, eyes fixed on the letter.

I walked over, took the paper, and glanced at the content. I hadn't read it since he handed it to me. It probably contained words and apologies Max wanted me to know, and my heart raced.

"It's a letter." I stated the obvious, trying to buy time to gather my thoughts.

"I can see that." he replied with a touch of frustration. "But it's a letter apologizing and also a letter saying he still loves you."

Taking another deep breath, I decided to be honest.

"Max wrote this letter to me some time ago."

"How long ago?"

"Do you remember when I told you I became friends with Lando?" He nodded. "We hung out that time because he insisted on introducing me to his best friends that ended up being Max and Daniel."

"What does that have to do with the letter?" He asked, frustrated.

"After the party that he introduced us he talked to Lando about what happened. He made him help him meet me to apologize. So, he said he wrote this letter and handed it to me, but I didn't have the courage to open it."

"And why did you keep it?"

"I don't know. I thought maybe one day I'd have the courage to read it and that’s why I kept it. Perhaps I felt I needed a reminder of how things were before."

His expression changed from frustration to anger.

"You kept a letter from your ex in our house? Are you serious?"

"I was unsure what to do with it and couldn't bring myself to throw it away, so I kept it. It's a piece of the past I kept hidden."

"Why hide it, then? Why keep secrets from me?" Mason's frustration grew. "You lied again about this. Not long ago, you argued with me for defending you and then you do this, keeping his things."

"I thought I could handle it on my own. I didn't want to burden you with my past." I explained.

He sighed, clearly upset.

"Y/n, we promised transparency. Keeping something like this from me... hurts."

"I'm sorry, Mason. I should have told you about this and I know this now." I admitted, feeling a pang of guilt.

"But it's always going to be like this, isn't it? You lie to me about him, and it makes me think you still love him even after he left you at the altar like an idiot," he said angrily. "You were supposed to tell me about him years ago and then when I found out on the internet I’ve try to be cool with it because I saw how much it hurts you, even if I was angry that you e lied to me. And now this, im your fiancé and u was supposed to be the one you trust to tell me this things but apparently lying to me it’s easier for you.

“I’m sorry.”

“I honestly don't know if I can still do this."

"What does that mean?"

"I don't know if I can marry you." I felt tears fill my eyes. "I don't know if I can marry someone who lies to me."

"Mason, I..."

"I need some time." He left the room, leaving me there alone.

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“So much work that I’m starting to get crazy”

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[strugglingyetvibing]

WELCOME TO THE CARLOS SAINZ PODCAST EVERYONE

[adutchlover]

The Invitation - Chapter 2

Charles Leclerc/Max Verstappen | Ch 2/3 | By Randomwordsonpaper and adutchlover

With the host assigning the two pilots to the cards that will make up the questions, he explains: "So boys, this is what we're going to call Round Green. I know, original name, right? But that's because what we're going to be asking here are more… light-hearted questions. Just a warm-up. As for now, you can pick the cards randomly, there’s no particular order. Max, would you mind starting?"

"Not at all," the blond replies, pulling out the first card of what appears to be five or six. He reads the question silently first, smiles and then looks at the Monegasque: "Charles, would you consider yourself an easy-going person?"

The other raises his eyebrows, a little perplexed, and looks away at the host. "Light-hearted questions, hmm? I can only imagine the next ones."

"Oh, come on," Max teases, "It shouldn't be hard, right? You said it yourself… It depends on the answers you’ll give."

Chapter 2 is out now!

[cassidysgirl]

MAX VERSTAPPEN SHARES A BIRTHDAY WITH INTERNATIONAL PODCAST DAY!

happy birthday max 🥳

[f1menace]

THE PODCAST IS NOW CANNON

LANDO NORRIS, MAX VERSTAPPEN & OSCAR PIASTRI Cooldown Room // Japanese GP 2023