Xander & Madison's Wild Ride

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Xander Corvus, Madison Ivy Pic(s)

The engine’s guttural roar was a promise of the chaos to come, a sound that made Xander Corvus’s knuckles turn white as he gripped the steering wheel tighter. Madison Ivy’s laughter was a wild, melodic counterpoint to the mechanical scream, her head thrown back against the worn leather seat as the city lights blurred into streaks of neon. They had stolen the car on a whim, a final, glorious act of rebellion before the dawn found them and their fleeting freedom evaporated. Xander downshifted hard, sending a jolt through the chassis as he slung the muscle car around a tight corner, the tires screeching in protest. Madison reached over, her hand resting on his arm, a silent signal of trust and shared adrenaline that was more potent than any spoken word. The wind whipped through the open windows, tangling her hair into a beautiful mess, carrying the scents of gasoline, night-blooming jasmine, and pure, unadulterated possibility. He glanced at her, seeing not just the woman beside him but the entire madcap scheme reflected in her exhilarated eyes, and he knew he would follow this madness anywhere. They were no longer just two people but a single unit of velocity and intent, hurtling through the darkness on a road with no apparent end. Every shouted direction she gave was a new coordinate on a map they were drawing in real-time, a chaotic course leading them further from their old lives. This was their story, written not in ink but in tire marks and the fleeting, electric touch of hands in the dark, a wild ride with no intention of ever stopping.