I am absolutely in live with your Hermes story. Also, I live story where there is a lot of drama. Can I please ask for Charles and Alexandra having broken of the engagement after she cheated on him and he funds a new girlfriend who is the opposite of ASM. And everyone likes the new younger girlfriend more than ASM and ASM is really salty about it
(I have nothing against Alexandra, I just live angst and drama story)
Thank you
New Beginnings
Summary: After Alexandra cheated on Charles and he broke of the engagement, he found someone better. Even though he though he would never date anyone again, Yn is the love of his life
Attention: This is not supposed to be any hate. This is just a fictional story.
Eight months had passed since Charles had broken off his engagement with Alexandra. The pain from her betrayal—the way she had cheated on him, publicly enough that the paddock and fans had caught wind—still lingered in his chest on bad days. But life had moved on. Slowly, carefully, Charles had begun to rebuild himself, learning to trust again, learning that happiness was possible even after heartbreak.
And then Yn had entered his life.
Yn was nothing like Alexandra.
Where Alexandra had been calculating, cold, and self-absorbed, Yn was warm, genuine, effortlessly kind. She had striking green eyes, long blonde hair that caught the sunlight, and a presence that made everyone around her feel at ease. She didn’t chase attention, play the victim when she didn't have her way or manipulate situations—she just was, and somehow, that made Charles fall even harder.
The other drivers had taken to Yn immediately. Max had grinned the first time he met her. “Finally,” he said, clapping Charles on the shoulder. “Someone actually good for you.”
Oscar had simply raised an eyebrow. “Yeah… she’s… nice. Really nice.”
Even Lando had given a small nod of approval. “And she doesn’t make your life more complicated. That’s rare in this world.”
Yn had quickly bonded with Kika, Carmen, and Rebecca. Unlike Alexandra, who had burned bridges left and right, Yn treated people with respect and care, and everyone adored her for it. Charles felt alive again.
Meanwhile, Alexandra’s life had become… bitter. The scandal had left her isolated. Former friends like Rebecca had cut her off, Kika kept her at arm’s length, and social media—once her realm of influence—had become a constant reminder of her failures. Every post she made, every attempt to prove her worth, was met with fans defending Yn instead. And Alexandra hated it.
Hated them. Hated him. Hated her own helplessness.
@ yourusename posted 2h ago
Liked by charlesleclerc, rebeccadonaldson and 23 million others
Feeling like a princess
Comments:
@ charlesleclerc: mon amour, je t'aime ♥️
@ rebeccadonaldson: pretty girl
@ kikagomes: can your bf fight 🥵😏
@ user: she is so stunning
@ user: ugh, I wish I was her 🤭
@ user: this is her world, we just live in it
@ carmenmundt: mamcita 🔥
@ user: I don't know if I wanna be Charles or her
@ user: face card never declined
@ oscarpiastri: nice dress 👍
@ alexalbon: lily asks where those dresses are from
@ user: god truly has his favourites
@ user: watch ASM post something right after our Queen did
@ alexandrasaintmleux posted 1h ago
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Showing them my true self. Feeling like a queen
Comments:
@ user: nah, there is no way she did that 🤨
@ user: honestly, this is just sad 😧
@ user: not her coping Yn
@ user: she really posted right after Yn
@ user: how can someone be so ugly 🤢🤮💩
@ user: cheaters always look horrible 🤗
@ user: nah that second picture is just trash
@ user: lol, a cheater like her deserves hate
@ user: aren't you ashamed of yourself 😒🫤
@ user: YN IS BETTER
@ user: Yn 🎀💖🌸 Alex 🤑🤢🤮
@ user: Yn 23M likes, Alex 7K likes
This particular Grand Prix weekend, Charles was walking through the paddock with Carlos. They were discussing tire strategies and the morning warm-up when Alexandra appeared. She had purchased a ticket, ignoring security advice, determined to confront him.
Charles glanced up at her immediately, frowning. “Alexandra,” he said quietly.
She pushed past Carlos’s protective stance, her face red and tense. “Charles, I need to talk to you,” she pleaded. Her voice trembled, teetering between desperation and anger. “Please, just… hear me out.”
Carlos’s jaw tightened. “She’s not here to hear anything, Charles. She’s going to make a scene.”
“I can handle this,” Charles said, though his voice carried a firm edge. He took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.
Alexandra took a step closer, lowering her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. “Charles… I think I’m pregnant.”
Charles froze mid-step, the world tilting slightly. “Excuse me?”
“I… I think it’s yours,” Alexandra said, voice wavering. “I need you to be there. For me. For the baby.”
Carlos stepped forward instantly. “Are you serious? You know that’s impossible. You’ve been separated from Charles for months—this isn’t real.”
“Please,” Alexandra whispered, almost pleading now. “I need you to take responsibility. You have to help me.”
Charles’s face hardened. “Alexandra. Stop. I’m not the father. This isn’t real. You’re not going to guilt me into anything. You cheated, you lied, and now you’re trying to manipulate me with a lie?”
Her eyes welled with tears, but her anger didn’t subside. “You don’t understand! Everyone—everyone thinks she’s better than me! She’s stealing your life!”
“You mean Yn?” Charles interrupted, his voice calm but firm. “She’s not stealing anything. I’m with her because I want to be. Not because of anyone else. Not because of social media. Not because of you. Because I choose her.”
At that moment, Yn appeared. She had been arriving with Kika and Carmen, laughing about something trivial, completely unaware of the approaching confrontation. When she saw Alexandra, her smile faltered, replaced with confusion and cautious alertness.
Kika stepped immediately in front of Yn. “Alexandra… what are you doing here?” she demanded, protective.
“This is none of your business!” Alexandra shouted, ignoring the growing crowd. “I’m Charles’s fiancée! I have a right to—”
“Fiancée?” Yn’s voice was calm, incredulous. “He broke up with you eight months ago. You cheated. You lied. You have no rights here.”
Alexandra’s hands shook as she grabbed a bottle of ice water from a nearby catering table. “You think you can just take him from me?” she screamed, and before anyone could stop her, she flung the water directly at Yn.
Yn froze, shocked, as the cold liquid soaked her carefully chosen outfit. Charles was immediately at her side, one hand on her shoulder, shielding her.
“Enough!” Charles’s voice rang out, cutting through the murmurs of the paddock. “Security!”
Two guards rushed forward, but Alexandra struggled violently. Max and Oscar flanked her, their faces grim. “You’re done,” Max said, voice low but threatening. “You’re leaving, now.”
“I—” Alexandra screamed, but her words were lost in the chaos.
Charles held Yn close, brushing wet hair from her face. “Are you okay?” he asked, voice soft, but steady.
“I am,” Yn said, smiling up at him despite the shock. “Better than okay.”
Alexandra’s screams echoed behind them as she was dragged away by security, flailing and yelling about the baby, about Charles, about Yn. But Charles and Yn didn’t flinch. Their hands remained intertwined, their foreheads touching briefly in a quiet moment amidst the chaos.
The drivers, who had been circling, making sure Alexandra couldn’t get closer, shook their heads. Oscar muttered, “Honestly, some people have no shame.”
Lando added, “She’s done. Let her go. We can’t keep policing her forever.”
Max crossed his arms, watching the scene unfold. “Yeah, but it feels good seeing her fail this badly.”
Charles leaned down, kissing Yn’s forehead softly. “I’m never letting anyone ruin this again.”
Yn laughed softly, resting her head against his chest. “Then we better enjoy today,” she said.
The paddock continued to hum around them, but for Charles and Yn, the world had narrowed to just the two of them. And finally, after months of heartbreak, manipulation, and uncertainty, Charles felt a sense of peace he hadn’t known he could have.
I've heard about digital demons, the kind that make nights feel heavenly, but digital ghosts? That possess dead accounts, socmed accounts from dead people? And they turn into grotesque monsters that kill people who are overly attached to their phone, through their phone
