Chapter 635 – New ATH
He finished the last of his coffee, popping a small sugar-burnt biscuit into his mouth as he leaned back in the bath. Steam clung to his skin. He didn't even towel off yet, too comfortable, too full of that slow incubus high. Victory tasted like caramel and heat and Lullaby's tail.
Once the water cooled to a point even his infernal blood called it 'tepid,' Lux finally moved. Smooth, unhurried. He stepped out, dried off with one of those towels that absorbed water and stress.
Then came the dressing.
Greed demon style.
Sharp collar, open just enough to hint at the bruises on his collarbone. A deep obsidian coat etched in shimmering green circuit-runed thread, his brand signature. Tailored pants, cuffed at the ankle, boots polished until they made pride demons weep.
Rings? Gold and obsidian.
Horns? Still out, still curved, still gleaming.
Cologne? Dark spice with a Greedline mana signature, enough to make lesser succubi weak in the knees.
