Rex Lathwyn's Conquest

Chapter 21: Lady on red

Pushing and shoving others aside, Rex successfully moved across the dance floor, ignoring the scantily-clad women who tried to rub up against him, their intentions obvious. As he approached the bar, he could feel the heat of the bodies pressed against him, the smell of sweat and alcohol in the air. Finally, he made his way to the bar, where he took a seat, knowing fully well that if he wanted information, the bar was the place to be.

The bartender, a man with multiple piercings and a tattoo of a skull on his arms, looked up at him, his expression unreadable. "What can I get for you?" he asked with a hint of annoyance.

Rex even with the mask smirked, "A bottle of Long Island Iced Tea, dawg," he replied, his voice dripping with arrogance. The bartender rolled his eyes but grabbed a bottle of the alcoholic drink and started pouring it into a glass. As he did so, he glanced at Rex, taking in his size and muscular build. "You sure you can handle all that?" he asked, his voice laced with sa