Chapter 591 – Fake Obedience
His throat bobbed as he swallowed. Then his lips parted.
He licked them.
Slowly.
Deliberately.
Oh yeah, they wanted to play? Lux would give the play they want.
He would seduce them.
The sound in the room changed. Or maybe just the air. Thicker now. Like someone had drawn the curtains on reality and dipped everything in something silkier, hotter.
Lux tilted his head. Eyes a little too wide. Mouth just slightly open. That same mouth that had earlier bit back complaints was now… inviting. Wet. Innocent. Dangerous.
He blinked up at them like he didn't know what they were all staring at.
Like he wasn't the one who shifted in the chair just enough to make the rope press against his thigh like a tease.
Like he wasn't the one whose tongue flicked the corner of his mouth while he breathed out, "Mmm…"
Naomi choked on her soup.
Sira's hand clenched on the water jug. "Don't," she warned herself out loud. "You're not falling for that."
