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He knew that what he was doing could harm his image and even more so Max's image, he knew that and hated himself for being selfish enough to do that. But Max didn't seem to care, not when he was also grabbing Charles' waist and pulling him closer to him, returning the kiss and also not caring that they were being filmed on world television, where his father and all his fans could see them.
"THIS IS A SURPRISE, VIEWERS! THIS IS A HUGE SURPRISE FOR RED BULL AND FERRARI FANS AND FOR ALL FORMULA 1 FANS!", the announcer shouted at the top of his lungs through the microphone that connected all the speakers in the paddock and on the track. "THIS EVENT WILL, WITHOUT A DOUBT, BE THE MOST TALKED ABOUT AT THE END OF THE SEASON! MY EYES ARE STILL IN DISBELIEF!”
But nothing mattered. Nothing else mattered, not when Max was kissing him passionately and lovingly. When his arms were holding him tight and they could feel each other's heartbeat through that embrace. When they could both feel their lives changing completely after they were separated and had to face the cameras and the consequences of that unexpected act. But none of that mattered…