Chapter 224 - 223: Darkness Between Glitter
They hadn’t even made it ten steps when Lena leaned in, whispering close enough for her perfume to hijack Rex’s brain.
"So," she said, cocking a brow, "you gonna tell me what’s really going on, or do I have to guess? ’Cause I’m pretty sure normal parties don’t come with flying lingerie models and chest-level assault squads."
Rex sighed, rubbing the back of his neck like a man confessing to a felony. "You really wanna know?"
Lena gave him a flat look. "I wouldn’t be asking if I didn’t."
He looked around, lowered his voice like he was about to drop state secrets. Then, with the most serious mock-expression he could muster, he paused dramatically.
Lena leaned in attentively, her expression shifting from playful to serious. She looked like she was bracing for a bombshell—expecting him to confess he was some Hollywood tycoon’s secret heir, or maybe an old-money elite slumming it for fun. Her brows arched slightly, lips parted, eyes scanning his face like they were reading the first page of a thriller novel.
He cleared his throat dramatically, then said, "Well, what can I say? I’m just that handsome."
Lena blinked. Her serious, expectant expression hung in the air for a beat too long—until the weight of his words finally crashed into her. She stared at him like he’d just farted in church, caught between disbelief and laughter. and then her serious face cracked. She tried to hold it, tried to stay serious but her lips twitched, cheeks puffed up—and finally, she snorted.
"Get lost," she said, smacking him lightly on the shoulder.
"Already am," he shot back with a grin, rubbing his shoulder like it had seen battle. "Seriously, I’ve been body-checking Victoria’s Secret models all night. Lost in this sea of chaos, perfume, and cleavage like a war hero with no medals."
Lena leaned in again, her brows knit slightly in thought. She looked him over, this time not with amusement, but with curiosity, maybe even expectation—as if waiting for the real explanation. Something wild. Something like him secretly being a mogul’s heir, or an industry insider pretending to be ordinary. Rex noticed her change in demeanor and smirked.