She was Lex Luthor to his Superman. Alexis Walters often referred to as Alex Walters was Lex Luthor, he thought.
She was extremely wealthy woman born of privilege, proficient with technology and had a genius-level intelligence. Heiress to the Walters Group of companies, she had friends in all the wrong places which often made her the subject of tabloids and the paparazzi.
Her striking looks drove men crazy. Alex Luthor was a temptress. She had long black curls up to her waist, a ravishing body and amber eyes. Her eyes were the color of honey. They were warm and looked sweet and innocent but at the same time sexy. She could have any man she wanted. In fact, Alexis Walters’ track record was even bigger than Harvey’s having dated actors, musicians and rich businessmen alike.
“Awww come on Harvey! Aren’t you done yet?” she said playing with her hair.
“I bet you know how to show a girl how to have a good time,” she flirted taking another chug at her flask.
“Here I thought I was with New York's finest bachelor, but you’re just an empty suit. Thanks for lending me your top coat by the way. You probably feel powerless without it, kinda like how Superman feels at the sight of kryptonite,” she added.“Enough with the alcohol!” He said taking the flask from her and chugging the rest of the contents down. It had been water and she was not inebriated at all. She had been toying with him and he had fallen for it. Alex smirked at Harvey.
She was his kryptonite.
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