Chapter 453 – The Market Got a Correction
He looked up at her, surprised. "You make that sound like a confession."
Her sleepy eyes softened. "Because it is."
Lux exhaled through his nose, rubbing the bridge of it between his fingers. "I didn't kill them."
"Of course not," Sira muttered. "The agreement won't allow it."
He shot her a sideways glance. "I made sure they'd never hurt anyone again. That's all."
Naomi frowned. "Lux…"
He cut her off with a quiet voice. "Don't, Naomi. Not this time."
That was enough. That tone. That steady calm laced with the faint tremor of something far colder underneath it.
Sira leaned forward, elbows on the table. "You're not telling us everything."
He smiled faintly. "You don't want to know everything."
"Try me," Sira said.
Lux looked around at them—his strange, chaotic, beautiful assembly of women. The ones who could turn a dinner table into a war council or a love confession without warning.
