Chapter 192 - 191: Heart Stopping Moment
He slid into the driver’s seat, the door clicking shut behind him with a satisfying thunk.
The engine purred to life under his fingers, low and smooth — almost smug, like it knew it was about to glide through the best parts of LA with the city dressed in its golden-hour best.
One hand on the wheel, the other adjusting the volume, Rex eased away from the curb with practiced calm.
The sun had started its slow descent, casting long shadows and flooding the streets in streaks of amber and lavender. Storefronts looked like they were painted in liquid gold. Windows reflected the sky like fragments of a dying flame.
He tapped the steering wheel absently, rhythm syncing with the beat of the playlist — something cool and modern, just enough bass to match the mood.
Seraphina’s directions glowed on the navigation screen, pointing him toward some ultra-fancy hotel tucked near Beverly Hills — the kind of place where they probably charged you fifty bucks just to stand on the marble floors and breathe without a tie on.
Still, he wasn’t in a rush. Traffic was smooth. The streets had that weirdly peaceful hum LA got when the chaos quieted for a second. Just enough warmth in the air to keep the windows cracked, just enough time to breathe, chill, get groomed, and roll up to the party like the main character he obviously was.
The light ahead turned red. He coasted to a stop, leaned back in the seat, arm resting casually on the window frame, sunglasses catching the warm glow of the late-afternoon sun. LA moved lazily around him — honks, chatter, the occasional distant roar of a motorcycle.
His finger tapped lightly on the wheel in rhythm with the music spilling from the stereo. Nothing intense. Just a low, jazzy beat. Something cool, something smooth. He had time. Hotel was fifteen minutes away. Traffic wasn’t terrible. The sky was painted in that golden blend of peach and fire you only got for five minutes before sunset.
All in all, vibe: immaculate.
His gaze drifted lazily on the road as he looked at cars beside him, then toward the sidewalk across the intersection.