His Humor

The scent of elegant dresses and the soft whispers mingled with the soul-stirring music. The delicate fingers playing the instruments seemed to scratch at one's heart through the air. The more refined it was, the more it tantalized the senses. Scarlett couldn't help but think, "Man, the richer you are, the better you know how to party."

The age-old saying goes, "Beauty is a dangerous game," and the men at the table were showing their true colors, eyes hungry like wolves, fixed on their prey. Scarlett sneakily glanced at Lucius sitting next to her, wondering if he was also getting swept up in the moment. It wasn't that she was nosy, but Lucius was an odd one out among these rich playboys. He fit in because of his background, but stood out due to his edgy personality, which made him hard to please. So, no one dared to approach him willy-nilly, for fear of biting off more than they could chew.