Chapter 617 – Elites of Hell
"I can't believe you are crazier than me," Eros huffed, arms crossed as the elevator groaned its way downward.
Lux didn't even look at him.
"Uh huh," he said simply, eyes locked on the Greed system floating in front of him like a living interface. Transparent panels shimmered mid-air in front of his face, and his fingers moved so fast they blurred. Type, flick, sign, approve, slide, next. His expression was neutral, sharp, detached, and fast. Too fast.
Even now.
Even now, after the mountain of sex, after bleeding his seed into his women until they collapsed in blissful unconsciousness, after nearly getting dragged into another round by Ely just minutes ago…
Lux was working.
Eros leaned back against the elevator wall with a half-annoyed, half-admiring exhale. "You're a freak."
Lux didn't respond. His fingers kept moving.
