And so, after handling the mountain of formalities with a speed that only money could buy, Rex eased the crimson into the crimson beast.
It was already noon, the sun high overhead, the city buzzing with life. Classes at the university would still be running, and Rex figured it was as good a time as any to show up. Not that it mattered if he was late or even missed one entirely.
The moment he sat inside and hit the start button, the whole world seemed to have changed. The V12 engine thundered awake, a violent, glorious roar that shook his chest and echoed through his bones. The steering wheel shook under his grip, his chest vibrated with every pulse of the engine. His hands weren't just trembling… they were shaking so hard he could barely keep them steady, as if his body couldn't contain the energy surging through it. His knuckles turning white, but it wasn't fear… it was excitement so sharp it felt like electricity running through his veins.
