Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 1830

What happened on the deck didn't look like acting at all.

The sheer intimacy had been far too fluid, far too natural.

When Serena looked at The Sovereign, her expression was soft and her body was utterly relaxed.

From start to finish, she hadn't displayed a single ounce of defensive vigilance.

When Jerrick had first allied with his sister under her Panacea alias—even when their goals perfectly aligned and she trusted him enough to execute a portion of her master plan—she still kept a thick wall up.

She calculated his every move and constantly monitored his positioning.

She would never, under any circumstances, thoughtlessly turn her back to him.

But with The Sovereign, all bets were off.

She carelessly leaned into his embrace, casually focused her attention elsewhere, and willingly exposed her back to the man without a second thought.

That absolute trust felt practically instinctual.

It was as if, right from the very beginning, The Sterling Sovereign had completely bypassed her radar.

Furthermore, a bond of that magnitude was impossible to forge in the mere days since they had boarded the ship.

There was no way The Sovereign was just some temporary, opportunistic ally she had picked up aboard Project Zero-Transit.

Jerrick's eyes narrowed thoughtfully.

Every past encounter he'd witnessed between the two of them flashed through his mind in rapid succession.

From the very moment The Sovereign first appeared, he had solidly anchored himself to Serena's side.

The way he approached her, the way he doted on her—it was dangerously natural.

Even his brazen displays of affection carried an undeniable air of absolute entitlement.

Since then, the two of them had been virtually inseparable.

And Serena?

She had never once flinched or raised the typical defenses a woman would have against a strange man.

He could hold her. He could kiss her.

He could seamlessly cover her blind spots while she was compounding chemicals or handling Specimen Fourteen.

Half the time, they didn't even need to speak.

A single look was enough to broadcast their next move.

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