Chapter 309 – Sinners Welcome
Lux stepped out of the elevator with all the casual confidence of a demon prince who had just emotionally sabotaged three goddesses and finished a glass of milk like it was vintage wine.
The transition was smooth—no flash of light, no trumpet of judgment, no dramatic explosion of feathers and fire. Just a soft ding, and the doors opened like they always did.
Only—
Lux blinked.
The smell hit first.
Not incense. Not divine lotus oil.
Nope.
It was stale tequila. Bleach. And regret.
He stared.
No stained-glass windows. No holy statues. No floating priestesses singing ethereal hymns of mortal redemption.
Nope.
Just—
"Hot… Pussy?" Lux read aloud.
He stared up at the still-dark neon sign, flickering weakly in the daylight. The club was clearly closed, but even in its off-hours, the aura it gave off was very much sinners welcome.
He stepped out fully, the soles of his white dress shoes clicking softly against the sticky sidewalk.
