Chapter 772 – Lust Awakening
He pushed open the door.
Lyra, who had been preparing morning breakfast arrangements, turned.
She saw him.
Her hands froze mid-motion.
Her eyes widened.
She almost screamed.
His hair was a disaster.
His robe was shredded.
His neck was covered in bite marks.
His wings drooped.
His tail dragged like a corpse appendage.
His expression was pure "I have seen God and I punched Him."
Lux raised one finger.
Only one.
"Coffee," he croaked.
Lyra blinked.
"Sir…?"
"Strong one."
His voice was ragged.
He swallowed.
"Wait, two. I need it."
Lyra straightened instantly.
"Yes… right away, My Lord!"
Of course she obeyed.
She had seen Lux post-sex before.
Plenty of times.
But never like this.
Never with that hollow, shell-shocked stare.
Never with his robe hanging off like he got mugged by six lingerie models.
Never with an aura so fried it crackled like burnt circuits.
Lyra bowed deeply and sprinted toward the kitchen.
Lux paused.
