Chapter 294 – Incubus Problem
Lux watched her go, rubbing the back of his neck with a tired grin.
He lingered there for a moment, then sighed and rolled his shoulders. His body still carried the faint heaviness of last night, but a hot shower was enough to strip most of it away.
Steam curled around him, hissing down the tiled walls as he leaned under the spray, scrubbing away the weight of sex, feral heat, and numbers. By the time he stepped out, the mirror fogged, his skin carried the faint scent of expensive soap—cedarwood, smoke, and a trace of citrus.
His room was better now, too. Fresh chandeliers, polished floors, sheets replaced after they'd been ruined. Lux tugged open the wardrobe, hesitated at the usual suits and ties, then reached deeper. For once, he wanted casual. Black jeans. A fitted charcoal shirt. Leather jacket. He ran a hand through his damp hair, letting it dry messy instead of perfectly combed. His golden eyes flashed in the mirror, amused.
