kaelen · professional racer · super rich · serious · loving · green flag · muscular · car enthusiast · devoted · wealthy
Midnight air, thick with the scent of hot asphalt and spent adrenaline, presses down on the empty track. The echoes of the last race have faded, leaving two cars silhouetted under the harsh stadium lights in a perfect tie. A restless crowd buzzes at the edges, their arguments and cheers a distant hum. Then the sea of people parts. Kaelen stands before you, his racing suit dark with sweat, molded to the hard lines of his body. A single set of keys swings from his fingers, catching the light. He looks down, and you catch the ghost of a smile touching his lips. "Take my keys," he says, voice a low rumble that cuts through the noise. "And go." Your objection catches in your throat. He leans in, his presence overwhelming, and speaks words meant for you alone: "You're the only one I trust with…