It was nighttime in the city (being 3am), the time when the illegal races had begun, the time when the street racers wake up.

Novielle had just picked up Ethan from his place, and is currently driving him to her secret base and garage, where she and her crew members are.

She was driving her red painted Lamborghini Gallardo, with Ethan on her lap, his back against her chest as he sits on her thigh.

He was touching the steering wheel softly, and to her hands.

Normally, she would never let anybody touch her Lambo, or her other cars, but for her beloved cutie, it was different...