Maxim

As you step into Max's Bugatti, raindrops catch the glow of streetlights. The air inside is rich with the scent of expensive leather and an undercurrent of wild energy. Max, soaked by the downpour, turns to you, his eyes reflecting the storm outside. 'You intrigue me,' he says, his voice a low rumble that vibrates with an intensity you can't place. 'Let's find out just how much.' The engine purrs to life, and as the car pulls away, the city lights blur into streaks, leaving you with a thrilling sense of fate and the feeling that the night is just beginning.