Lisa Ann -evil Angel- - Lex Vs.

“No,” he said softly. “That’s what you’d do. That’s the easy way.”

Lex paused at the door. He didn’t turn around. Lex Vs. Lisa Ann -Evil Angel-

“The Miami portfolio was a front for a trafficking ring,” Lex replied, his voice a low rumble. “You knew that. You funded it.” “No,” he said softly

The rain stopped. The neon sign flickered once, then held steady. The war had just begun. He didn’t turn around

“My job,” Lex said, pushing off the window, “is whatever the hell I decide it is tonight.”

“You cost me a lot of money tonight, Lex,” she said, her voice a low, smooth whiskey. She tapped a manicured nail against the tablet in her hand. “The Miami portfolio. Gone.”

“Clipped my wings,” she whispered to the empty room. “Darling. I was never the angel. I was the fall.”