Chapter 593 – Greed is Infinite
Lux appeared on his study room again.
His chair creaked under his weight.
His head lolled back.
His clothes were a mess, shirt collar pulled to one side, buttons halfway undone, belt barely hanging on by a loop, and one sleeve was definitely not where it was supposed to be. There were lipstick stains near his neck. Bite marks trailing down his chest. Scratches. Smudges of glitter.
Everywhere.
He looked wrecked.
Deliciously wrecked.
And his grin?
Pure demon.
"Ahh…" he exhaled, tilting his head toward the faint flickering candlelight. "You don't f*ck around with the CFO of Hell, darlings."
The room smelled like warm ink, melted wax, sulfur-laced parchment, and hints of dark oil from hell tech gears spinning somewhere in the walls. Dim overhead lights hummed above antique shelves loaded with cursed ledgers and enchanted books whispering to each other in Infernal. His desk gleamed in front of him, untouched… except…
