Chapter 277 – Work-life Balance
Lux blinked. "A tour?"
Rava stood too. "Of the new house dynamics."
Sira rose last, like a queen who had already ruled the outcome. "And expectations. Work-life balance. Or in your case—pleasure-pleasure balance."
"I…" Lux stood cautiously. "Should I be scared?"
"Yes," all three said at once.
They flanked him.
Naomi on the left, Rava on the right, Sira behind—like predators in heels and velvet.
Sira whispered near his ear, breath hot. "Tonight, we restructure you."
Naomi pulled him gently down the hallway. "No meetings. No briefings."
Rava's fingers slid along his jaw. "Only dividends."
He stumbled slightly.
The last thing he saw before the door to the bedroom opened was Lyra, their poor head maid, watching from the hall with a face that said 'I'm going to need hazard pay'.
The bedroom?
Oh, it had changed.
New sheets—blood red silk.
New lighting—soft, warm, and very programmable.
