Moonlight in a Bentley! 🔥

Under the silver glow of the moon, the sleek silhouette of a Bentley glided through the quiet
streets. Behind the wheel sat Daredevil — cool, composed, her eyes focused yet relaxed. The city lights reflected softly off her shades as the hum of the engine purred like a secret too smooth to share.

Beside her, Crime Partner reclined in the passenger seat, his arm stretched across the console, a smirk playing on his lips. The windows were down just enough to let the cool night air swirl in, carrying with it the scent of asphalt and distant adventure.

No music played — only the symphony of the V8 engine and their unspoken rhythm filled the cabin. The road ahead was theirs, each turn a silent agreement, each streetlight a witness to their escape from the mundane.

It wasn’t about speed tonight. It was about presence — two kindred spirits in sync, cruising beneath the stars in British luxury, as if the world outside didn’t exist.

Bentley never looked so bold.

And the night never felt so alive.